Sarah sits on the bed, looking nervous. Her mind racing. Cold sweat breaking, making her wedding gown stick to her skin. Hands together. Waiting fearfully, looking around the room. Feeling restless, but does not dare to move.
Her attention then turns to the door as she hears somebody approaches it. The door knob turns and the door opens. Her fear heightens as I walk in. The man she was forced to marry because of financial difficulties and the moment she dreads for the past 2 weeks approaches.
Locking the door behind me, I turn to face my beautiful bride. Scanning up and down her body in her lovely dress. Her innocence and fear obvious from the expression of her face. My gaze lowered to the shapely moulds of her breasts. It excites me that I am going to see them as I throw my tie to the floor and walks slowly towards her. I can see her eyes fixed on my pants as my cock hardens and rear in anticipation of what is coming, forming a bulge and mesmerizing Sarah with fear.
Sarah backed away when I sat down beside her. Looking at me fearfully as I slowly inch towards her, but she did not resist as I reach my hands out to hold her shoulders.
āDonāt be scared, Sarahā I told her softly, not wanting to scare her nor to make things any more difficult for her. I know that she recent this, but I want her. I want to make her mine. Now that she is my wife, I am not about to let her go.
My chest lean forward and push her body down the bed. āNo,ā she cried as my body pin hers down the bed. āI am sorry, Sarah, but I have been waiting for this for so long. I want you.ā I said before my kissing her, silencing her protests. She closes her lips tightly, preventing my tongue from entering her lips and then, turns her head to her side.
I can feel how hard my cock is. As she wriggles to escape from under me, her thigh rubs against my cock, making it even harder, making me want her even more. Feeling her soft breasts pressing through our clothes onto my chest as she tries to lift herself. I reach my right hand between our bodies, reaching for her left breast. Molding my hand to cup her breast through her wedding gown, I begin to squeeze it gently. āNo, pleaseā she cried as she felt my hand squeezing her breasts.
I paused for a moment. Looking straight into her pleading eyes. I do not want to hurt her, but I really cannot contain my desire for her. I want to tell her that I do not want to hurt her, but I know that she would not believe me. āPlease let me goā, she said as she stopped struggling. I know I cannot let her go. All my life, she is the only one I want. I cannot live without her. āI am sorry Sarah, I canāt. You are the only one I want in my life. I canāt live without youā I said as I lowered my lips to kiss her neck and my hand begins to squeeze her breast again.
āNoā she cried, her face turning away and she begins to struggle again. Moving her hands to try to push my chest away, her left hand trying to pull my hand away from her breast. I do not want to hurt her nor humiliate her so I applied just enough force to keep her underneath me, preventing her escape. I know there is no use trying to convince her. I will give anything to have her willingly make love to me, but I know that if I want her to be mine, I would probably have to force her and hope that in time she would give herself to me.
Putting the thoughts behind me, I reach for the zipper of her gown with my left hand. Her struggles become more frantic as she felt my hand reached her zipper. Desperately trying to prevent me from undressing her, but it soon turn into despair and agony as I pull her zipper down. āNooooooā¦ā¦ā she shouted as she felt her zipper sliding down.
Noticing that she is not wearing a bra, I anxiously pull the left side of her gown down and my right hand quickly moves to cup and caress her exposed breast. My left hand slides under her unzipped gown. Downwards under it reached her panties. Then find its way underneath her panties and begin to caress and gently squeeze her buttocks. Her protests and struggles intensified as she felt my hands caressing her once untouched skin.