"Accidental Wedding"
Amelia was a pretty girl, with black hair and brown eyes. She and Dean Ambrose had been an item for almost six months and were talking one night about this TV show called "Game of Thrones" and she made a comment about the sexual content, to which Dean replied that he agreed. "The other night, they showed this hand-maiden getting sexually assaulted, by on of the guards. She was upset after, saying that she was a virgin and now unfit ti marry", Amelia said as she watched various people walking around. Dean looked at her and asked if she was a virgin. Amelia was stunned. "Excuse me?", she said as she looked at him. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. What I mean was, most of the women I know have already done it at least once", he said, again not realizing how it sounded. "Listen, Dean. I'm a virgin and until I get married, I'm staying that way", she said. Dean let out a sigh and looked at the dark haired beauty. "Tell you what, Amelia. Why don't we change the subject, ok?", he said. She smiled and then said to him, "I know you're not a virgin, so when did you lose yours?" Dean smiled and said he lost his when he was 17. "I had no choice. I went out drinking with friends and the next thing I know, I'm in this lady's bed and she's doing things that made me feel good. The next day, I found out that we had sex and the rest is history".
After the taping of Smack Down was over, the entire roster went out for their traditional after work party. Everyone was drinking, eating, and singing Karaoke-rather badly, for some. The night went on forever, or so it felt like that to Amelia. Soon, she was feeling no pain and started hitting on Dean. She managed to get Dean on the floor when they played "Edge of a Broken Heart" by Vixen. She was thankful that her mom and dad made her take those dance lessons, when she was younger, because her moves were making Dean lick his lips and pray that she would be too far gone and ready to lose her virginity. Since they were in Las Vegas, he decided to marry her, just so he could taste her and see if her skills were just as good, in bed as they were on the dance floor. The group continued to party well in to the early hours and that's when Dean decided to take Amelia and head home. He got her to his car, buckled her in, and headed to an all-night wedding chapel called "Two Bells Wedding Chapel".
Amelia and Dean were both wasted but somehow managed to say their vows without messing up. After paying the minister and getting the license and rings, they headed out into the night and somehow made it back to Dean's apartment. Once inside, it was as if both of them got their second win and their lips met, with such intense feeling that they were thankful the sofa was close enough for them to fall onto. Dean managed to get them to his room, where Amelia decided it was time for her to "run into the bathroom". She made it but not before getting her clothes dirty. Dean sobered up, as he watched her getting sick. He offered to start the shower for her and stepped out so she could have some privacy. She stepped into he warm water and let it wash over her. She found the shampoo, lathered her hair and rinsed it. She never saw the ring until she got out of the shower and started to dry off. She saw a flash, in the mirror and when she looked at her finger, she grabbed the door handle and stepped into the hallway, completely naked.
She had no idea where she was until she saw Dean, standing in the living room, looking out his window. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPNED, DEAN! WHERE AM I AND WHAT THE HELL AM I WEARING", she shouted as she stood there, naked for the world to see. Dean couldn't help but play along. "Well, you are in my apartment and you are wearing nothing but a smile and a wedding ring, just like mine", he said as he held up his hand for her to see. She sat down and held her head in her hands, mumbling to herself. Dean walked over to her and held her, as she cried. He felt bad for doing what he did, but he wanted her and damn it he was willing to go all the way, just to have her. She finally looked at him and smiled. "So I guess this is where I ask you to take me to bed and make me your wife, right?" Dean looked at her and kissed her. They both felt the spark ignite and within seconds, he was carrying her into his, no their room for a night of soft, sensual, hard-core sex. Amelia noted the simplicity of his room and wondered how many girls or women had been here, before her. As if Dean could read her mind, he looked at her and said, "There have been a total 12 females, in this room".
Amelia found her bag and remembered that she had a nightgown and panties inside, just incase she ended up needing a place to sleep. She went back into the bathroom and got dressed. As she came out, Dean looked at her and smiled. She was wearing a sheer nightgown and he could see that her breasts were round and firm, larger than expected, with dark circles surrounding her nipples. They jiggled and bounced in a most stimulating manner as she walked. A pair of red thong panties covered her pubes, but very little else. He felt my cock stirring at this totally unexpected visual feast of Amelia's body, so alluringly displayed. She crossed the room, stopped, and slowly turned in a little circle, until she was facing him again. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, with notes of hope and desire in her voice.
Of course, he liked what he saw, very much. But as he tried to form an answer in words, he couldn't find any, and only stammered, "Uh-huh". Finally, he managed to form a few words, "Amelia, you look incredible." She didn't answer immediately, but came over and sat next to him, on the edge of his bed. Looking directly into his eyes, she said, "You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of having you in my bed. And now, here you are."
"Seriously? You've wanted me?", he said as he found himself staring at her fulsome tits. She nodded, smiling to herself as she followed my eyes. "More than you could know." "But. . . why ME?"
"I want to find out what sex is like," she said, "and I want you to be my first. Do you mind? You're perfect for me - you're my closest, best guy-friend in the world, and I trust you. I've already been fantasizing about you for years, so I promise I won't have any regrets. And you've had sex already, so you can show me how." Dean looked at her, He'd never been with a virgin and he had no idea what to say or do. "I…um…well?", he stammered as she looked at him. "Does that mean you don't want to have sex with me?" She paused in thought for a few seconds, looking sad. His mind raced. He always fantasized about what it would be like to have sex with a virgin and now he had the opportunity. He was married and he had no idea what to do. He thought about it and then realized, "Hey, I'm married and virgin or not, she's my wife. Besides, she wants to have sex with me! She's been fantasizing about me! She's sitting here in front of me half a millimeter from naked! How thick do I need to be?"
He smiled and looked into her eyes. "Sure," I said. "I'm game if you are. Let's do it." She fairly leapt across the bed and pushed him onto his back, and throwing her body on top of him. "I KNEW I could count on you!" Instantly, she was covering his face with kisses. He gripped her head between his hands and eagerly returned her kisses. He parted his lips and traced along her lips with his tongue. In response, she opened her lips and plunged her tongue into his mouth, probing the far corners passionately tangling her tongue with his. With his hands, he began to explore her body, stroking her back and sides through the fabric of her negligee. As they rolled around, it rode up over her hips and soon he was running his hands over her bare skin. She sat up and peeled the gown away, exposing her firm breasts, to him. He reached up and cupped them, as he nearly came in my pants. Her breasts were utterly perfect - large, and firm and round. Amelia groaned from the sensation of my hands on her breasts, and ground them against my hands. She was sitting on top of him, straddled across his groin, and he could feel his cock getting hard and wondered what it would be like inside her tight virginal pussy.
Amelia could feel his erection between her legs and began to grind her pussy, covered only with her thong, against it. With her hands, she gripped his upper chest, digging her fingers into his skin until it even hurt a little. She was already gasping and panting, and shortly after that, she shuddered and groaned, and then seemed to relax. At that point, he didn't know that she'd had an orgasm (looking back, he wasn't sure she knew, either). But as she laid on top of him, he began stroking the bare cheeks of her ass. Abruptly, Amelia sat up. "Come on," she urged, "we've got to get naked!" She removed his shirt and pants before tugging on the elastic waistband of his briefs. His stiff cock was standing up like a tent pole with a damp circle of pre-cum growing around the tip. Slowly, she peeled his briefs away and off his erection, as he lifted his hips and allowed her to continue, until he was completely naked.
Amelia was fascinated by her first glimpse of an erect cock. She gripped it lightly in her hands, and slowly stroked up and down along his shaft. "It's amazing," she said, to no-one in particular. When she explored the fluid leaking from the tip of his cock, she took special delight in its slipperiness, playfully spreading it all along the length of my shaft. "I like your penis," she purred. While she played with his cock, he wanted to explore her vagina, as well. He reached inside the waistband of her thong and peeled it off her, leaving them both completely naked, at last. The rich, musky aroma of her arousal inundated his nostrils. He reached down between her legs, to the patch of curly hair on her groin. He found her vaginal lips and ran his fingers along them, then tentatively poked a fingertip between her labia, to feel the slick warmth of the inside of her vagina. Slowly, he slid a finger in and out of her tight, moist tunnel, reveling in the utterly new and unfamiliar sensations.
Amelia removed her hands from his cock long enough to put her hand on his and take control of its movements. She took his fingertip and rubbed it to the top of her slit. There was a hard little nubbin hiding between the folds of skin, and she seemed most interested in having him rub the little nubbin. As he did, she grew more and more aroused, and began twisting and writhing at the sensations she was drawing from his fingers. At last, she sat up. "I want to feel you inside me," she asserted. "I want us to have sex. I want you to put it in me." He watched with wide-eyed wonder as she climbed on top of him. She took his cock in her hand, raised her hips, and she positioned his cock against her opening. She lowered herself onto him and his head spun around, as he felt her warm, moist smoothness envelop first the head of my cock, then an inch of the shaft, and then two. At one point, she paused and grimaced while she wriggled her hips around, seemingly searching for the downward path of least resistance. Finally, she gathered herself and plunged completely onto him. Her pubic bone bumped against his; his balls tickled her ass; her pubic hair mixed with his and for several minutes, the two of them simply savored all the sensations of his erect penis wrapped in her sultry vagina.
"My god!" Amelia exclaimed. "You feel so GOOD inside me! It's like your penis is filling me up!" "Nothing ever felt so good in my life," he breathily agreed. Slowly, she began to grind herself on his rod, moving up and down, back and forth, against his own thrusts up into her. He really had no idea what he was 'supposed to' be doing; but the in-and-out, up-and-down movements felt really good, and they kept doing that. He wanted to keep grinding together with her like that forever, but in short order (far sooner than he wanted), he felt a sensation in his balls, one he somewhat recognized from when he would masturbate, when he was just about to come. But it was very different, and cosmically better, to feel it while he was inside a woman. Before he could do anything about it, or even remotely try to hold it off, his balls exploded, and he groaned as rivers of cum gushed forth from his cock, into Amelia. "Oh my god!" she cried, as his semen surged into her. "I can feel it! I can feel you squirting inside me! It's incredible! Oh, Jon, oh, baby, you're coming - you're coming inside me!"
It felt like he was coming for hours - every little movement that Amelia made provoked another orgasmic spasm from his cock. Finally, Amelia fell on top of Dean, as his cock began to soften, while still inside her. "Thank you," he murmured into her ear. "Thank you for wanting me. Nobody ever wanted me before." "Mmmmm," she purred. "I did. I wanted you so many times. And I finally found a way to tell you. But, now that we're married, we can do this whenever we want". They fell asleep but somehow found each other again, in the middle of the night. He was hard again and this time, Amelia, was under Dean, feeling his hard cock going in and out of her. The inside of her pussy was just as warm and moist the second time around and soon he was slowly pumping in and out of her again, before filling her with my cum once more. They drifted back to sleep, holding each other close.
The next morning, Amelia woke up and found the bed empty. She wondered where Dean had gone. She looked up and saw that he was already showered and dressed. She looked at him and as if he could read her mind, he said, "If you want, we can have the marriage annulled. I don't know what we were thinking, last night". Amelia looked at Dean, as he twisted the piece of metal around his finger. She looked at the ring on her finger and asked, "How many?". Dean looked at her and said, "Twelve, but after last night there will be no more because I, Dean Ambrose, promised to love you forever and always, last night. I just hope you meant it to". Amelia smiled and climbed out of bed. She walked over to him and kissed him. "I, Amelia Collins, promised to love you, forever and always, last night, and yes, I meant it". Dean undressed and took his new wife to bed, for another round of love making.