We met in church at a ceremony pledging abstinence from sex until marriage. By chance, she and I walked down the aisle together to make our pledge and to receive our purity rings. She smiled at me and I felt my heart flutter as my face turned red. It was later that I found her name was Eleanor and she had just moved to our town. Our first date was at the malt shop and we held hands as our rings entwined together. We went steady from that day on, through high school and junior college. The day after I received my A.A. degree I proposed and she accepted making my heart soar.
All this time we remained true to our pledge of abstinence, although without Eleanor's strength of conviction I don't think I could have made the wait. As our wedding day neared, I no longer worried about putting carnal thoughts out of my mind and I found myself often being distracted by thoughts of sex. Eleanor was not helping as she talked excitedly about our wedding night and being alone in bed with me. I didn't dare tell her I had been abusing myself as those very same thoughts ran through my head. Our pastor offered counseling on the duties of a husband and wife but I was far too embarrassed and shy to accept his offer.
Our wedding was beautiful as was my bride blushing, and all in white, as a bride should be. A special part of our ceremony included us returning our purity rings to the pastor as we replaced them with our wedding rings. I felt a stirring in my loins as the pastor introduced us to the crowd as Mr. and Mrs. Henry Moyse. We had a small reception in the church rec. room with sparkling apple juice for a toast. Of course, we had no dancing but we did sing hymns together as Eleanor's mother accompanied us on the piano. When it was time to leave, my bride threw her bouquet, her sister caught it, and then we were off. With money a little tight we postponed our honeymoon and went straight to the apartment my parents had helped us rent.
All the way to our new home, Eleanor kept kissing me and urging me to hurry. She began to rub my chest as she told me she needed me to make her a woman. Already excited she had me in a fever pitch and my erection was throbbing painfully. I carried her over the threshold and straight to our bedroom where she had me lie on the bed to watch as she took off her wedding gown. She then lay down next to me wearing only her bra and blue panties, borrowed from her sister. Hurriedly I undressed to my skivvies and we lay next to each other kissing passionately. Eleanor reached out and took hold of my member causing me to erupt prematurely all over my underwear.
I felt humiliated and helpless but Eleanor kept kissing me and telling me not to worry.
"My mother warned me about this and told me it might happen, she told me not to be concerned and that you would come back to life quickly."
