Charlotte had a gorgeous pair of breasts, firm B cups in a dewdrop shape that begged to be held and topped off by faint puffy pink nipples. She was proud of them and although they had secretly fooled around, he'd never directly touched or seen them. Tonight as David lay over her, she bit her lips, closing her eyes but feeling his gaze on her, goosebumps broke out as a growing wetness emerged between her legs. She waited for him to touch them, kiss them, but instead, his warm breath hovered around her neck. Ever so slowly, he trailed kisses on her cheeks, neck, and ears and even though she waited, he never thought to go lower to her breasts.
Her nipples now surrounded in a sea of goosebumps ached to be kissed as well. Her breath came in short gasps and he took it as a good sign, leaning in to kiss her lips. Unbidden a memory rose in Charlotte's mind, another hungry mouth, ravishing her breasts, hot tongue twisting around her nipples and suckling like a baby for milk. Oh god, she thought, her mind snapping back from the brief flash. Her husband was making love to her in her marital bed, guilt overwhelmed Charlotte as she shamefully tried to push aside those memories. She had only one other sexual experience, a short fierce affair in her sixteenth summer where she had lost her virginity. Tonight she wanted nothing to come in between her love for David.
David's lips were at her collarbone, suckling gently when her dainty fingers found his hardened member. Her unfamiliar hand first squeezed him gently, unsure and then as she grew more confident, started gently tugging his shaft in short uneven strokes. He groaned uncontrollably, feeling something other than his own hand for the first time in his life. Surprised again, his wife parted her legs and positioned his shaft at her core, hot wet and ready for him. He looked down at her "are you sure?" he said hesitantly. She nodded her head definitively a steely look in her eyes. He pushed in and felt the intense tight wet embrace of Charlotte's sacred core. Groaning louder this time, he pushed his hips in frantically, unable to control himself. In short rapid stroked her bottomed out inside her, feeling his member embedded to its deepest.
Charlotte shifted her hips ups as her husband began to fuck her, her slender legs pushing at the silky sheet trying to match his irregular thrusts. She clutched at the sheets, trying not to think of how different it was from her first time. David's cock reached up to its limit inside her as he groaned again, rapidly increasing his tempo in a familiar crescendo. She was used to this part but he felt so different. She couldn't bring herself to remember but her mind had already replaced her marital night with a summer a decade ago, pinned up against the wall, Rob's cock had stretched her painfully as he took her virginity. Like a slut she had pushed back her ass, making sure he got all of his meat inside, and the feeling of his cockhead tapping her womb had sent her into her first big O. His raw cock, rutting her over and over through her orgasm, his big hands never left her slim hips. Grinding her into the walls, she had felt his strokes shorten, become more frantic, pulling barely an inch out before slamming in again and then he had come.
Above her, David bellowed his own orgasm as she felt his hot cum release inside her. Rob had taken her first time but she was determined to give her husband a good time, wrapping her legs around his waist, she embraced him tightly as he came. David had always asked about her first time and how it had been and she had always dismissed it as a quick unimportant mistake but tonight, as she felt him release his sperm inside her, she knew what it really felt like. Her young virgin hole had been untouched, pure as snow when Rob had entered her, he had stretched her wider than her husband, his cock had planted itself much deeper than David, claiming her first Orgasm, he had bullied his way into the precipice of her womb, and cummed for what seemed like forever. As David pulled out to lay beside her, she didn't even feel the barest of trickles unlike when Rob's thick creamy sperm had dripped down her thighs through the entire walk home.