The door clicked open and the new Mrs. Uesugi lead the way. She pulled her newly wed husband through the door by his hand and stopped when they were both in. He shut the door behind them. She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a kiss.

Finally, it seemed like ages since they had some actual time alone. He looked so handsome, still dressed up like that. She ran fingers through his hair and drifted her eyes shut. She pressed up against him, feeling the faint echoes of his heartbeat through his chest and into hers.

Of course, he was nearly doubled over and she was on the tips of her toes. Thus was the downside of being that much shorter than him. She broke the kiss, setting herself down and running a finger down his face. Her digit reached his neck, he stood unblinking into her brilliant blue eyes. As her finger reached his chest, she pulled back. Her elbows went to her ribs, pushing up against her well-endowed chest. As much as she loved staring into his eyes, there was something else she wanted him to look at.

"They're all yours." She said as he took the bait. His eyes glided over her rack. His hands shook in excitement and terror as he reached for the mounds. The moment his skin made contact with hers she let out a held breath. This is what she wanted. She had waited five years-give or take-for this moment. They never had the time or privacy to be this intimate and now they had all the time in the world.

"They're so soft." He said, mesmerized by the fleshy orbs.

After a minute she was no longer satisfied with him massaging the cleavage of her mounds and feeling the rest through her dress. Her fingers returned to his chest and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. When she reached his waistline, she hooked a finger into his pants and started pulling him away again.

He quickly finished removing his shirt before they reached the bed. She spun him around and shoved him onto the mattress. He started sitting up but she raised her leg and planted a foot on his chest, encouraging him to stop.

"Enjoy the show." The Bride said.

She unzipped the back of her dress and pulled it down a little bit, exposing her perky pink nipples. She waved her hips as her hands drifted down her sides towards her legs. She shifted her shoulders, and her dress collapsed to the floor around her feet. She kicked her heels off and started moving towards her husband.

The easy part was over. She had been practicing that particular display for a while now. This is what she had rubbed herself raw and ragged picturing in her head. As she climbed into the bed and watched his eyes dance all around her body. Reality set in. All the books and videos and other forms of research never really prepares you for the real deal. She could act as cool as she wanted, but it wouldn't change the fact that she was just as inexperienced as he was.

"Your face is glowing red." Fuutarou teased. That just made her even more self conscious.

"It's just not fair, standing around like this." The Bride retorted. She grabbed the waistline of his pants and started pulling. He raised his hips to help her out, kicking her trousers off. She had an idea to turn the tables on him again. She looked him up and down, the only thing he was wearing now was his boxers which were doing a pisspoor job at containing his throbbing erection.

"Is this better?" Fuutarou gulped.

"Much better." She licked her lips and climbed over him. She started off slow, kissing his face. She slowly picked up the pace with her mouth as she slid her thigh between his legs and started rubbing up against him.

Their breaths hitched in unison the first time their crotches touched, even if they were both covered for the time being. Their mouths locked together. Their tongues started pushing against each other. Her hands pressed into his chest and trailed up around his shoulders and then down his arms. All the while her hips ground against his. In no time, she could feel his cock through his boxers and he could feel the moistening of her folds.

His hands squeezed her breasts. He took each nipple between two fingers and squeezed while he treated the mounds like the dough at a bakery. Fuutarou was in heaven feeling the doughy mounds. He wondered if other parts of her naked form felt as good. His hands left her chest and planted themselves to her sides. They then drifted towards her rear, firmly gripping her ass through her panties.

"Hmm." She hiccuped from the sudden sensation of his warm hands. She finally broke the kiss after what seemed like an eternity. Her flustered form was perfect for him to flip her over to her back. She squeaked and squealed as she hit the mattress. Her breasts bounced a little, hypnotizing Fuutarou even further. He captured her lips for one last taste of cherry before he moved onto more virgin fields.

He sat up and removed her panties with one pull. His eyes now traced every voluptuous curve of her now completely naked body. Her hair, which she had spent so long on, was starting to become disheveled. Her eyes were pleading. Her lipstick was smeared, the lips dry and wanting. Everything below the neck was almost hand carved by God to be the perfect woman. Not only did she have incredible breasts worthy of every look of jealousy she had ever gotten. Her stomach might not have been flat, but it was smooth and healthy. Her hips were wide. A small trail of curly red hair lead down to her sopping cunt. Beyond that were her thighs, toned and thick, leading down to her feet.

Fuutarou savored this sight, the first one he had ever gotten of a real fully nude woman. She pouted in protest that he still had some covering. He backed off and removed his boxers. His member was standing at attention. A small bit of pre-cum lined the mushroom like tip. In all honesty, it was above average but nothing too special, but neither party really knew what average meant in this context.

The tip of his member touched her thigh as he got into position. One hand covered her cunt and started rubbing it. The thumb of that hand started brushing against her clit, only adding to her arousal. His other hand grabbed one of her mounds while his head dipped towards the other one. He gave it a few kisses before wrapping his mouth around the tip to suck it.

This time the Bride was in heaven. Every single point of contact drove her closer to the edge. Her breaths became labored. Her back became arched. Her hands pulled at the sheets. Every exhale was a symphony of sighs and moans to Fuutarou's ears.

He took one finger and started slipping it past the folds of her pussy. When that happened, she kicked her legs out, giving him easier access. Her hand shot towards him. One hand rubbed his bare back. The other played with his dark hair while he continued to suckle her nipple.

He stopped the ministrations with his mouth. He couldn't contain himself any longer. He shifted positions, bringing both hands to her hips as he started maneuvering his member into her pussy. He did so slowly, savoring the sea of sensations the sensual act offered him. The Bride remained silently pleading for more.

He pushed past her hymen in a single show of force before going back to his slow plunge into her pussy. She kicked her legs up and wrapped her arms around him. He moved slowly and gently, in and out, careful not to do anything that might hurt her.

She cursed the difference in their height. Her forehead pressed against the bottom of his neck. A buck of his hip would cause her to jump forward. The first time he slammed into her, the top of her head hit his chin. The two parts collided again when he jerked back out of her.

"It's so warm." He muttered as he began picking up speed. She positioned her head to line up with his shoulder and angled herself in a better way. He took the cue and started driving in harder and faster.

"Right there." She whined. He was now at the perfect angle. His cock slammed in and out of her, hitting every special spot inside her snatch. Is balls made a clapping sound as he continued increasing his pace. "Just like that."

She dug her nails into him and squeezed her thighs against his hips. Fuutarou was beginning to sweat and ache. He felt himself getting precariously close to the edge. Her cunt tightened around his cock, sucking him back in every time he moved away. Her hips were bucking underneath his in a sweet sounding rhythm. He began to groan alongside her. Both their mouths hung agape. Their pitches increased as he did everything in his power to focus on maintaining this perfect rhythm. It took his entire concentration not to get swept up by how amazing every part of her body felt. One moment of selfishness could spell the end of his rope. And the last thing he wanted to do was leave her unsatisfied.

"I'm so close." He groaned. A taste of agony garnished the bliss in his voice.

"Inside." She begged. "Cum for me Fuuuuuutarooooooou."

Hearing his name said with such ecstasy shoved him off the cliff. He spasmed out, unleashing ropes of thick cum deep into her core. He pushed through it, riding out his climax. One of her hands went down to her clit and began stroking it, trying to finish herself off before Fuutarou stopped.

"Fucking hell." He huffed.

"I'm gonna…." She wrapped her legs around him and continued to buck upwards. Her eyes shot open as she hit her orgasm less than a minute after his. Her muscles clenched around him, milking him for all he's worth.

She began to relax, letting him fall beside her. She stayed, staring straight up at the ceiling. Her legs were beginning to ache from how long she had them clenched around her husband. It took him a lot longer for his breath to level. When it did he laid his head down on her. She started playing with his hair again while her other hand dipped into her core to feel his cum inside of her.

"Like a pillow." Fuutarou said.

"Yeah, but it kinda hurts having you lay on them like that."

"Oh sorry." He started to get back up.

"I didn't say to leave." She slammed him back down.

They turned to face each other. Their hands danced around each other and felt up their bodies. He pressed his forehead against hers. She blushed as she stole another kiss. Their legs stacked up on each other as they basked in each others warmth. Fuutarou sat up for a few seconds and pulled some covers over them.

"So...that's the first of many I hope." He said.

"Yeah." She giggled. "You were so good."

"I'm replaying some highlights in my head right now."

"Feel free to start another round whenever you're ready." She winked.

"Give me like...a while."

"It was amazing nonetheless. Did you learn all this in a book too?"

"Haha, very funny."

"Did you?"

"Maybe."

"Of course you did." She teased. "I'm glad you did." She scooted closer to his ears. "I did quite a bit of reading too." She kissed him again and spun around. She backed into him and the two started to spoon as they relaxed for the time being.