Kelly leaned her head against her new husband's chest as they slowly danced. It was the last dance of their wedding reception, the quiet end to what had been a wonderful day. The ceremony was beautiful, and they had a great time at their reception, afterwards.
Some color appeared in her cheeks as she looked up at her partner.
"What are you thinking," he asked? "Just that, even though this day is over, this night is just beginning," she whispered in return, with a slight smile on her face.
He laughed, and pulled her tight into a kiss. She felt his body press against hers, felt the slight swelling below his waistline, and wondered what tonight would be like. She had never been with a man before, never even seen one naked, outside of the websites she had been reading to prepare herself for what was to come. She knew that Matt had been with a couple girls before, but still hoped that the night would be as perfect for him as she was sure he would make it for her.
She sighed and gave him a squeeze as the song came to an end. The rest of the reception was a blur, hugs goodbye, best wishes from friends and family, and the limo ride back to the hotel.
As they got to the room, Matt unlocked the door, and then swept Kelly up into his arms. She let out a startled laugh as he carried across the threshold inside. He set her down on her feet, and with a sly grin slipped the Do Not Disturb sign over the door handle, then shut and locked it.
He turned back towards her, and their bodies locked together in a passionate kiss. Warmth flooded her body, and she could feel her pulse racing.
Matt broke off the kiss with Kelly as she sat down onto the edge of the bed. He got down on his knees before her, eyes running up and down her body, drinking in all of her beauty. She had never been more radiant than now, her slightly flushed face red against her wedding gown.
"You are so beautiful," he said. It was the first thing that had been said since they got to the hotel. Kelly's face flushed a bit further as she turned her head slightly away.
Eager to carry on with the evening, Matt bent forward to remove her shoes. He lifted a foot, and began kissing her calf. Kelly giggled slightly, and leaned back as he slipped his head beneath her dress, kissing higher and higher. He alternated back and forth, kissing her smooth, milky thighs, each kiss above the previous. His hands ran up and down, from her ankles to her knees, and then above. Her legs parted slightly, and with this increased access, his kisses finally reached the top of her legs. She gasped, and tensed ever so slightly, as he planted a kiss directly on her cloth-covered pussy.
Another giggle escaped her as he slid out from beneath the dress. "Did...you find anything that you liked under there?" He replied with a wink, "Oh, I believe that I did, but I think I'm going to have to take a closer look."
He climbed onto the bed behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She leaned into her husband as he began kissing her neck. He kissed down across her shoulders, exposed by the strapless dress. His hand came up to brush away a lock of her hair, and he nibbled ever so gently on her ear. A faint moan escaped her, and she turned to kiss him.
Matt ran his hands across his new bride's stomach, up her sides, teasing close to her breasts, but never touching them. While he continued to kiss her neck and shoulders, his hands came around to start untying the intricate cords that held her dress on. The corseted waist loosed, he slid around beside her, giving her a quick kiss on the lips before standing.
Kelly reached out her hands, and Matt helped her to her feet, clutching the now-loosened dress to her. Biting her lip, she looked uncertain about what to do, next.
"Would it help if I were to dress down a bit," Matt asked? With her nod, he began stripping off his tux, discarding it over the back of a nearby chair. When he stood just in his boxers, he returned to her. He was in pretty good shape, a life of hauling boxes in the warehouse keeping him strong, and his muscles were faintly visible beneath his skin. By this point, he was quite hard, and he grinned as Kelly's eyes stopped on the tent forming below his waist. "Don't worry, it won't bite."
He helped her lift the heavy gown up over her head, and stepped back, admiring his love. Goose pimples, maybe from the temperature in the room, maybe from his eyes, appeared all over her 5' 2" frame. Ribbons of wavy brown hair framed her face and throat, just barely kissing the tops of her fist-sized breasts, still covered by a lacy, white bra. She was in even better shape than he was, with firm legs, belly and arms, and he couldn't help but notice her brown pubic hair, clearly visible through her white panties.
