Real Stories - Jan/Feb 2006

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My bride almost laughed as she saw me nodding and continued, "oh, let me see, lower your knickers a bit and let me see, remember that now you are my hubby and you don't need to be shy... Oh!, yes... I like it, you have done a good job, a perfectly trimmed triangle, the only hair remaining in your body, I see that you paid attention to every detail when you got ready for me... when you made yourself pretty for me... pretty in knickers for your wife... because... you are the one that will be wearing the knickers in our marriage, aren't you?"

I knew I had no other option but to nod, and I nodded again with my eyes downcast and my face burning, ashamed of my wimpy submission of my masculinity to her demands.

My wife smiled again sensing my shame and added teasingly, "yes, honey, I am glad you know your place in our marriage... but this is our wedding night and... honey... I think we should get a bit more intimate... Don't you think so? Don't you think it is time for a proper kiss to your bride?" and beckoned me to come close to her.

I went towards her and tried to kiss her lips, but she stopped me and laughed.

"Oh, no, no, a proper kiss is not what you have in mind, it's a bit different... I hoped you would have guessed but you don't seem to have a very creative imagination. I want you to kneel, to kneel and kiss my pussy阴部 — the vulva as you kissed my lips at the ceremony."