The Newlywed Pt. 01

All characters are at least 18 years of age.

Amy had now been married two months. Her husband, Johnny Larson, worked for his father, Ed Larson, selling real estate. Ed had built a successful real estate business from the ground up. He often would “flip” houses – buying dilapidated houses, fixing them up, and selling them for a good profit. Johnny, the son, had a business degree and, besides selling homes, managed the business. While Ed often did carpentry and masonry work himself, Johnny was more inclined to work in the office.

In fact, the entire family, except for Amy, worked for Ed’s company. Faye, his wife was the office manager and sometimes showed homes that were for sale or rent. Justin, Johnny’s 18 year old brother, was going to college part-time, but Ed had him doing any number of odd jobs. He was very good with technology and was currently upgrading the computers and network at the office.

A few months before Amy and Johnny wed, Ed had bought a huge, rambling home on several acres of land. The home had been sitting idle since its previous owner had died some two years previously. Ed bought the home, worked on it for a couple of months, installed a swimming pool, built a large patio, and moved in. He had originally planned on selling the home, but he and his wife, Faye, liked it so much that they had decided to make it their home. It still needed a lot of remodeling, which was Ed’s specialty.

Amy and Johnny had met in college, started dating, and soon were making plans to wed. Johnny was a strapping 6-3, with closely cropped dark brown hair, brown eyes, a very handsome face, and a slender, muscular body. Amy had never had a serious boyfriend, but was immediately taken with Johnny. He was funny, smart, and, most important to her, was very moral. On the first date he informed her that he had never had sex and was of the opinion that sex should be the province of marriage. Amy couldn’t believe her ears and was delighted, because that was exactly what she had been taught growing up.

Amy was a tall, slender, brown-eyed blonde. She was what her mother called a “late bloomer”, having gotten taller and prettier toward the end of her high school career. Her breasts had grown from an A cup to a B cup her senior year. Now, having just graduated from college, she wore a C cup bra, had an incredibly small waist, shapely legs, and a round bottom that filled out her jeans very nicely. Her degree was in English and, shortly after graduation, she landed a job teaching high school English grammar and literature. It was early July, now, however, and school would not start until late August. They had wed in May, not long after their college graduations.

When Johnny and Amy broke the news of their impending marriage to his parents, they immediately offered for them to live with them in the sprawling house until they could “get settled”. There was what Ed referred to as a “wing” of the house in which they could live. It had a large bedroom, a TV room that was large enough for a desk and printer, and a large bathroom. The only room they would have to share with their in-laws was the kitchen. Since Amy got along famously with her mother-in-law-to-be, she was ecstatic.

Many times, in the time leading up to the wedding, the young couple were tempted to give in and have sex. Amy had even asked him to show her his penis because she had never seen one in person, except the few times she had accidentally seen her father or one of her brothers peeing or changing clothes. They had been sitting in Johnny’s car, in the driveway, after a date to the movies. Johnny unzipped his pants, unbuckled and took out his long, throbbing, hard cock. Amy had gasped, amazed at the size and shiny, purple color and how wet it was. She wondered how she could possibly get that inside her, but assumed that it could be done. She secretly enjoyed watching pornography, even though she sometimes felt guilty when she rubbed herself to an orgasm while watching. She knew that, in those films, they never really seemed to have any problem getting the man’s penis, no matter how large, inside the woman.

Amy had reached out and rubbed the pre-cum on his cock-head and then down the shaft. Johnny had stopped her, telling her that she was going to make him cum. She had giggled and said, “I can’t wait until we are married and I can play with it every day.”

Johnny had told her that it was not fair that she got to see him, but he hadn’t seen her naked. They had settled on a compromise. She allowed him to play with her breasts over the top of her clothing. Johnny didn’t admit that just feeling of her clothed young breasts made him cum in his pants. He wondered if he might cum too quickly on their wedding night and thought how embarrassing that would be.

The wedding went off without a hitch. Ed was his son’s best man. Johnny’s 3 sisters were among Amy’s bridesmaids and her 3 brothers, along with Johnny’s 18-year old brother, Justin, were among his groomsmen. Afterward, Johnny’s parents drove them to the airport where they caught a plane to Hawaii for their honeymoon. They were so happy.

When, at long last, they got to their hotel room, Johnny went immediately and took a shower, wanting to be as fresh as possible for his new bride. When he came out of the bathroom, dressed only in a tight pair of boxer briefs, Amy was delighted. She thought he looked delicious; her nipples were throbbing with desire and she could feel how wet her panties were getting. She had worried so much about this night, but now realized that everything was going perfectly. She knew that sex might hurt a little the first time, but her love and desire for her husband should override that, she reasoned.

She kissed him, telling him how sexy he looked, then went into the bathroom, showered, and carefully donned her bridal lingerie – a white silky nightgown with a plunging neckline that came down barely below her crotch, a push-up bra that made her breasts look enormous, and translucent, lacey white panties. She examined herself in the mirror and, even though she was a modest woman, she knew she looked hot and desirable. Hundreds of men had commented on her looks during recent years, so she knew, academically, that she was attractive and sexy. She smiled at her reflection, winked, and took a deep breath before opening the door and presenting herself to her husband.

Johnny was lying in bed, uncovered, his penis already hard in anticipation of being with his new bride. He thought that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever known and he loved her with all his heart.

Then there she was in all of her near-naked glory. Johnny had secretly spied on his sisters and had been rewarded, from time to time, with a view of one of them totally nude, but it was nothing like this. This was his wife; his precious Amy. She was so beautiful and so sexy; she loved him and he loved her. She giggled that sweet giggle of hers and jumped in bed with him, pushing her chest against him and kissing his lips. Johnny felt as if he was about to cum already.

“I love you, Johnny Larson!” she laughed. “My husband!”

Johnny smiled, “I love you, Amy Larson! My wife! I love you so much, baby. You are so sexy!”

“You’re not so bad yourself, Husband Man,” she giggled as she reached and lay her hand on his prominent hard-on. “I want this!” she exclaimed, giving it a squeeze and rubbing her hand down its length.

Then it happened. “Oh shit, no!” Johnny cried, realizing that he was cumming in his underwear. He reached down, trying to cover himself, as he jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom.

“Johnny, what?” Amy called as he slammed the bathroom door. Almost in tears, she suddenly realized what had happened. Johnny had prematurely ejaculated. She almost laughed. He was obviously embarrassed, but she was happy that he found her that exciting.

She walked over to the bathroom door and knocked. “Johnny, it’s okay. Come on back out. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m not. I’m flattered!”

“I’ll be out in a minute,” came the reply.

Amy went back and lay on the bed, waiting on him. In a few minutes, Johnny came out of the bathroom, completely nude. Amy smiled at him, but her eyes were drawn to his penis, which was now flaccid and hanging down between his legs. It didn’t look big at all in this state.

Johnny sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry, Amy. I guess I should have… you know…”

“Masturbated?” she smiled.

“That, yes!” he said as he managed a smile. “This is embarrassing, Amy. You’re just so sexy and I wanted everything to be perfect…”

“Everything is perfect, Johnny, Husband Man,” she giggled. “Lay down here and kiss me, lover.”

Johnny lay down and they began kissing. Amy took his hand and lay it between her legs, allowing him to feel her wetness. As they continued to kiss, Johnny pulled at the straps on her nightie and, with her help, took it off of her. She was now dressed only in her push-up bra, which really left very little to the imagination, and her transparent and very wet panties.

“Amy, you’re the sexiest woman on earth,” Johnny stated as he wrestled with her bra, which she unsnapped between her breasts, allowing it to fall open, allowing her husband to see her naked breasts for the first time. Johnny stared at them, in awe.

“You like, Baby?” she whispered. “You like your wife’s breasts, Husband Man?” she teased. She reached and grasped his rejuvenated cock, squeezing it.

“Fuck, Amy, I knew you were hot, but… FUCK!” he exclaimed. He reached for her flimsy, wet panties, and pulled them down her legs, as she eagerly spread her legs, displaying her recently shaved, bald pussy lips to his hungry gaze.

“I am all yours, Johnny. Do anything you want to me. I love you so much. I want that big COCK of yours inside my little wet pussy!” she smiled, noticing how her use of profanity registered excitement in his face. She normally never used any kind of profanity, but she was so hot and ready for sex that she felt like a wild animal. Her fear of pain was almost gone, eager as she was for this beautiful man, HER HUSBAND, to make love to her.