I Didn't Mean To Have Sexbymbridger©
I didn't mean to have sex with him so early. I was planning on waiting until our wedding night which was only one week away. We had known each other for 4 years and been engaged for 8 months so we knew each other pretty well. We had actually had a lot of conversations about sex. I was a virgin, he wasn't so I looked at him as an expert in the matter. We had talked about all kinds of things such as what things he liked in the bedroom and what my fears were. Of course my biggest fear was that it would hurt and I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself but he was able to put my mind at ease with assurances that he would be slow and gentle. I was a little nervous about not knowing what to do but I didn't tell him that, I trusted that he would be patient with me like he usually was, I really am a lucky girl to have such a wonderful man.
Well in any event, we had talked about what our wedding night would be like, one of the things he asked me to do was to shave my pubic hair. He said that he liked it when a girl shaved because it made them look more pure. I didn't have any particular attachment to my pubic hair and didn't really know much about anything sexual anyway so I just went along with it. Luckily my mom was there to help me, she told me that it would be a good idea to start shaving a month or so ahead of time so that there wouldn't be any razor burn.
Our plans seemed all well and good until that day a week before our wedding. We lived on a little island off the coast and often took walks on the beach together. We usually wore our swimsuits because both of us liked to take a splash in the ocean. That particular day we were being silly throwing water on each other and we both got all giggly and started kissing each other. There was kind of a small cliff sticking out which sort of blocked the view from the rest of the beach, we walked over to that rock and laid down on the sand. We were still kissing, I was lying on my back with him sort of straddled over me.
We had been in this position many times and I've never felt as turned on as I did that day. I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was just the anticipation of our upcoming marriage but for some reason that day I wanted to feel him inside me. It started when I felt him getting an erection. He was pressed up against me in a way that his penis was rubbing up against my pussy. I had felt his dick before though, he sometimes got hard when we made out but he never tried to go anywhere with it because we had agreed to wait until we were married. Well, for whatever reason when I felt it that day I knew I wanted it right then, I didn't want to wait another week.
The way we were lying, he sort of had his legs on the outside of my legs so he could steady himself on the sand. I let him know my intentions by pulling my legs out from under his and opening them, I kind of pulled him closer to me by wrapping one of my legs around him. I think at first he wasn't quite sure what I was trying to communicate to him so he sort of looked at with an inquisitive look in his eyes. I just gave him a little nod and he got the hint. He did ask me first if I was sure I didn't want to wait. I told him that I had waited long enough. I came up with this line about how marriage was a state of being, that I was already his wife in practice if not yet by law.
He didn't need any more encouragement. He moved one of his hands down below my waist, when he touched my inner thigh I thought I would just melt. I was wearing a one piece swimsuit so he moved a hand down and pulled the crotch to the side. He kept his fingers on my pussy for a minute, I think he was feeling to see if I was wet. I most certainly was wet, he pulled his dick out the top of his swimsuit, put it to the entrance to my pussy and slowly slid it in.
We locked in an embrace and kissed deeply as it went in. He knew from our talks about sex that I wanted at least our first time to be slow and sensual so he was exactly that, slow and sensual. I was expecting to feel pain; I did actually feel uncomfortable at first but it was mostly just the pressure of his dick, there wasn't any actual pain. Once he got his dick all the way in he stopped and looked at me. Neither of us said anything, but I smiled at him and kind of raised my hips so that his dick would rub my clit better. He didn't need any more encouragement, he started a slow process of pulling most of the way out of me then pushing it back in. He was pushing his dick in as far as it would go so his pubic bone was pushing on my clit, every time he pushed into me I could feel a orgasm building in my midsection. I knew that it had been a while since he had had sex so I didn't know how long he would last, for that matter I didn't know how long I would last.
We went that way for several minutes we were both moaning and kept kissing. I was in absolute ecstasy, I had hoped that I would enjoy sex but I didn't think that feeling his dick inside my pussy would be the best feeling I had ever experienced. He kept up the thrusting and I kept pulling him closer with my legs. We went that way for maybe 10 minutes with it feeling better and better with each thrust.
I wasn't going to last much longer, I had gotten into kind of a rhythm of raising my hips to meet him as he thrust his dick in me, I sort of went limp and laid back onto his arms. He realized that I was close and picked up his pace slightly. I felt a kind of shudder go through me that started in my pussy and worked its way through my whole body. I let out a loud moan and my pussy started contracting on his dick several times. Because I was cumming, I didn't realize how close he was also to cumming; when my pussy contracted his dick he also let out a loud moan and I could feel the inside of my pussy get warmer as he came inside me.
He kept his dick inside me for a few minutes as we kissed and held each other. Finally he started to go limp and pulled it out. We lay on the beach for quite a while that night and I thought about what had just happened. I had no regrets, just love.