Her Wedding Eve

I was walking,
Along the green space path,
Just above the creek,
Where I often walk.
 
She was sitting there,
On a bench,
Overlooking the creek,
As she so often was --
Looking beautiful,
But,
Somehow,
Sad.
 
I said,
"Hello."
Just as I always did.
 
Expecting her smile,
And,
"Good morning."
In return,
Just as she always did.
 
But,
Not on this morning.
 
She wasn't smiling.
 
There were,
Tears in her eyes,
And tracks of earlier ones,
Running down her cheeks.
 
I ask her,
"What was wrong?"
"Is there any thing I can do?"
 
She cried harder.
 
I ask,
"Arn't you getting married tomorrow?"
 
She nodded;
Sort of,
Sniffed;
Smiled weakly --
Sadly.
 
Again,
I ask,
"Is there anything I can do?"
 
She replied,
"Last night was his,
Bachelor party."
 
And,
"Someone texted me,
Pictures from the party,
Showing him,
Fucking,
Two different girls."
 
I ask her,
"Are you having,
Second thoughts?"
 
She.
"I don't know --
I still think he is a good match for me,
But,
Last night --
And,
I stayed a virgin for him."
 
She looked at me,
"I'm not sure,
But,
One thing I know,
For absolute certain,
Is,
Since he didn't stay a virgin for me,
I am not staying one for him."
 
She paused,
Quietly,
Looking at me.
 
I shifted,
From one foot,
To the other;
Nervous.
 
She,
"I want you to fuck me,
Take my viginity,
No kissing,
Just,
Push your cock in,
Cum,
And pull out.
 
I,
Sort of,
Nodded --
Not so much as "Yes",
As,
"I hear you."
 
She,
"One more thing.
A picture of you going in,
One of you pulling out,
And,
One showing,
Your cum,
Leaking out of me."
 
And,
 
"Tonight,
After the rehearsal,
I plan to show him,
The pictures of him,
And,
Then tell him,
Anything he chooses to do,
I will also do --
Then show him,
My pictures."
 
Then,
"It will be up to him,
Marry as,
Absolute equals,
Or,
Not at all."
She looked at me,
For a few moments;
Pleading in hr eyes.
 
"I trust you."
 
"The house,
Is empty,
If,
You are willing."
 
At the house,
In her second floor,
Pink,
Bedroom --
She stripped,
Stood befor me.
 
I slowly stripped;
To give her time,
To change her mind.
 
She smiled,
Handed me her phone,
(Open to the camera app),
Sat on the edge of her bed,
Slid back,
Said,
"No foreplay" --
Laid back,
And spread her legs,
"Just do it."
 
I moved to her,
Leaned forward,
Lifted her legs,
Put them on my shoulders,
Tilted,
Her hips,
Her pussy,
Up,
Pulled her toward me,
Placed the tip of my cock,
Between her,
Tightly closed pussy lips,
And,
Started to,
Press,
Between them,
Into her cunt.
 
She was tight;
Very tight.
 
I stopped,
Worried,
I was going to hurt her;
"Are you certain,
This is what you want?"
 
She nodded.
 
I waited.
 
She,
"Please.
I know it is going to hurt.
There has never been anything in there,
Not even a tampon."
 
"Just do it,
Even If I cry,
Don't stop."
 
I said,
"Foreplay,
Would make it,
Less painful."
 
Again she said,
"Even if I cry,
Don't stop."
 
"Don't forget,
Take the pictures."
 
She cried,
Sobbed --
Part physical pain,
But,
I think,
Mostly,
Emotional hurt.
 
I continued.
 
She was so tight,  
I worked it in a bit,
Then out,
The in a little further.
 
There was blood.
 
The head of my cock,
Was entirely,
In her pussy;
Her pussy lips,
Were tightly hugged,
Around its shaft.
 
I took a picture.
 
I pressed my cock,
Further,
Past her pussy lips,
into her cunt,
 
I was certain,
It hurt.
 
She,
"Do it,
Get it over with."
 
As I pushed,
A little deeper,
With each thrust,
I felt her opening up,
Becoming wetter,  
I went deeper,
Deeper,
Until it was all in,
Balls deep --
My pelvis,
Against her's --
My pubic hair,
Mixed,
With her's.
 
I took a picture.
 
I asked,
"Are you okay"
 
She nodded,
Bitting her lips.
 
I was slow stroking her,
My cock all the way in,
Then all the way out,
Repeatedly.
 
Her breathing changed --
From sodding,
To panting.
 
As she'd gotten wetter,
Sliding in-and-out of her,
Had been come,
Increasingly,
Erotic,
Arousing,
For me,
And,
Apparently,
For her.
 
My cock's angle,
Into her cunt,
Was perfect,
So that,
The curve in my cock,
Caused its head,
To rub against,
Her G spot.
 
Her body responded,
To the stimulation,
As did mine.
 
Mine responded first,
Gushing,
Balls deep,
Inside her.
 
Immediately followed,
By her cunt,
Violently contracting,
Around my cock.
 
I paused,
Then slowly withdrew,
My cock,
From within her cunt,
Until only my cock's head,
Remained,
Between her,
Pussy lips,
With my cum,
And,
Her own juices,
Leaking from around it.
 
I took a picture.
 
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A couple weeks later,
I was walking that same path,
She was siting on the same bench,
Again,
Sad.
 
I ask,
"Back from the honey-moon?"
 
She,
"No honey-moon.
No wedding.
When he saw the pictures of him,
With the two girls,,
He exploded.
Cancelled everything."
 
My reply was simply,
"Oh,
Sorry."
 
She,
"I never showed him,
My pictures,
With you."
 
Then straight into my eyes,
"If its ok with you,
I'll keep them.
As a memory."
 
And,
"One more thing,
You need to know,
I'm pregnant."