The Wedding Night

It’s THE night that a couple looks forward to as a Mr. & Mrs.  My new Mr. is very much drunk.  We are both alone in the beautiful hotel room.  What is expected of me?  Am I to consummate our marriage because of a piece of paper or do I say no because he is in love with someone else???  I slowly make my way around the room touching this and that, unsure of how I should behave around this man in regards to my body.

I’m in the bathroom and taking off my jewellery. One by one the pieces come off with my mehndi hands.  As I’m taking off my last earring, I see him in the mirror coming up behind me. I’m so nervous and unsure of what to do!  So I look down at the counter fumbling with my earring longer than necessary and wait for whatever comes next.  I can feel him behind me, now he’s come closer.  His hot breath is on the nape of my neck and before I know it his hands are around my waist.  He pulls me so tightly against him that I let out a gasp.  With one hand he starts to caress my arms and shoulders moving my hair to make way for him, while the other hand is holding me tightly against his body.  I can feel his manhood swelling and throbbing against my backside.  His experienced hands are all over my body and I’m losing control of myself, he has taken over me!  My body goes limp against his, my head is thrown backwards by default, resting on his shoulder while his hands are feeling his new territory, my breasts.  His strong hands excite me and my nipples harden in arousal all while I’m trying maintain my breathing.  Before I could protest he spins me around and kisses me deeply while holding my head so gently.  So naturally I press my entire body against his without speaking asking for more pleasure.  Like a good lover he reads my body language and starts to take off my clothes slowly.  The first to go is my top, while he skillfully removes it from my body insecurities rush over me.  The insecurities are gone as quickly as my bottoms are removed.  I’m trying to seamlessly equally remove his clothing one piece at a time.  I run my hands all over his strong shoulders and chest.  His body is hot under my hands.  We are now attacking each other with our mouths and hands like wild animals.  He unsnaps my bra and takes my breast in his mouth while I moan with my head thrown back and my arms hanging around his neck.   Such pleasure and excitement, every woman should feel like this!  He is hungrily going between both breasts with his mouth all the while his hand has travelled down my stomach and onto my thighs.  I can feel the heat escaping between my legs knowing what’s coming next.  I am wet and excited enjoying every second of this moment.  He slips his hand expertly between my thighs; my legs start to welcome his entrance by slowly opening.  His fingers dancing around my most pleasurable area and all I can do is moan and groan with anticipation.  I wait for his fingers to enter me, it’s driving me wild, but he doesn’t enter me.  He comes back up to my mouth and kisses me passionately while grabbing my waist and pulling at my hair gently.  In that moment he props me up on the bathroom counter and while standing between my legs he begins to make his descend between my thighs.

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Oh the anticipation of his tongue and mouth exploring my body! I can hardly hide the eagerness in my body for him. I grab a hold of his head while arching my back towards him and guide it further down my body, opening up for him.  He takes my nonverbal directions and diligently kisses my lips below with his lips, oh the feelings!!!  I’m swelling with more excitement than anticipated.  His tongue tastes me while his mouth is exploring me inside out.  All I can do on the counter is squirm with delight, moan and crash against the mirror in mercy. Fuck this is what they call ultimate pleasures!  I let his mouth have his way until he brings me to a complete body shuddering orgasm.  I relish in the aftermath of the earthquake that has just occurred within my body because of this powerful sexy man.  I didn’t want it to end just there and they look in his eyes told me, neither did he.  He continues to kiss me, I can taste and smell me on his lips and it excites me even more this time.  Carefully taking me off the counter, with locked lips we make our way to the bed.  I fall onto the bed and he climbs on top of me, I can feel his hardness hovering above my thighs.  Carefully I take him in my hands and gently feel what I know is all mine.  Now he’s the one letting out the moans as he falls on his back.  I take him in my mouth gently but with ambition and greed until he stops me and says he needs to be inside me.  I obediently get on my back as he is worshipping my breasts and neck.  With his legs he opens my legs and enters me with strong hard strokes using his senses to guide him.  At first it was slow but firm but slowly he picked up the pace and before I knew it, he was thrusting inside me as I clenched onto his shoulders biting and kissing his neck, shoulders, ears and anything that I can feel in my mouth.  Tasting his sweat, I play with his nipples with my tongue and he is playing with mine using his hands.  Through the moans, groans, thrusting and hurried love we both climax together.  I’m throbbing with pleasure and still want more of him.  I’m immediately aroused again and so is he, I reach for his face and start kissing him passionately all over again.  This time he flips me over and while standing beside the bed enters me trying to put out my fire with his manhood.  Again his hands all over my body from behind and before it’s too late he stops and sits down on the chair and pulls me on top of him.  I’m deliciously wet as I let him enter me this way, my arms are wrapped out his head while he has his way with my breasts again.  The euphoria I feel!  It all comes to an end again with us intertwined on the chair naked and exhausted yet completely in heaven.  We slowly make our way back to the bed.  Sweaty and naked we lie in the fresh smell of sex in crisp newly laundered sheets.  This is what sex is all about, unfiltered, animalistic and raw with unspoken emotions.

That is what I would have liked to happen, my wedding night DID NOT end this way! He was way too drunk to even think about me or sex in general.  I use the washroom, undress, remove my makeup and crawl into the same bed as him.  He managed to take off his jacket.  His shoes are still on so I remove them for him.  I make myself comfortable under the sheets and fall asleep beside the enemy.  That was my wedding night!

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-Venya♥

 

9 thoughts on “The Wedding Night

    1. Thank you! I have always been a secret writer now I’m trying it openly! It’s easy to write about it when your passionate about it…. what can I say I love sex! I embrace my sexuality but as we all know in Indian culture everyone tells us not to talk about, especially girls. If i could I would have a Sunday night sex show! Thanks for the feedback.. I loved reading your blog will continue to do so 😀
      Venya💖

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