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I (26F) waited until marriage to have sex. I grew up in a religious household and was adamant that I wait, which my husband (32M) was fine with. Our first night was something I still catch myself lost in wondered about.

As he entered me I felt like he was gonna split me in two. I bit his shoulder while he whispered affirmations in my ear. I couldn’t believe his size, despite the pain it felt incredible. As kissed me slowly, I forced my tongue in his mouth, my breath slow and deep.

After a few minutes I felt spasms in places I’d never felt. I shuddered, with quick gasps before my whole body shook. The muscles relaxed and I felt more comfortable with him in me. My husband kept going, taking long slow strokes.

I felt the muscles tensing again inside of me as my husband kept his pace. He kept kissing me slowly. My mind screamed “I’m yours legally, before God and now physically”. The spasms returned and my eyes rolled back. I pulled back from him and bit my lip. He kissed from my shoulder, along my clavicle to my neck and back. I was his, completely.

I felt my husbands member start to twitch inside of me. His breathing slowed as he put his hand around the nape of my neck and the other grabbed the sheets. He pushed deep inside of me, so far I was certain he’d hit the deepest part of me. Letting out a small grunt, the tension in his muscles subsided. He nuzzled my cheek and kissed it. I turned his face to mine, telling him I was now his.

NSFW: yes

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