Where it happened: Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
When I was eighteen and had just graduated high school I took a year off before getting ready for college. Two weeks into my vacation I met Ron. We were at a coffee house one night and started talking and got along great. It didn’t matter that he was 52 at the time we met, it only mattered that we liked one another. He was very handsome and charming and he just put me in a trance. He treated me like a real lady and said he felt young again being with me. It wasn’t long before we fell in love and were together all the time. Our families never knew and we didn’t want them to find out just yet. I told him I was raised in a old fashioned home and was a virgin who wanted to wait until I was married to make love for the first time and that I wanted to have a family as well. Ron said he was the same way and wanted me to be in his life forever. That whole year flew by and as I was getting ready to go to college we were both saddened and the next day he proposed to me. I accepted and couldn’t of been happier. We told our families who were a bit taken back but knew there wasn’t anything they could say to us because we were in love and they knew it. The wedding was beautiful and we danced all night. We went to the islands for our honeymoon and after a wonderful meal we retired to our bedroom. I told Ron now that we were married I was his forever and I wanted to give my virginity to him. I also told him I wanted to make a baby with him because I wanted to be a mom and have a family. He couldn’t of been happier and told me his life was now complete. We both undressed and got into bed. He gave me oral and after only a few seconds I had an orgasm on his tongue. He was experienced and knew how to pleasure a woman. He then got on top of me and slid his penis inside my vagina and went real slow with me. I wrapped my arms around him and told him how much I loved him. It hurt at first but after a few minutes it felt wonderful. He was breathing hard and I let out little moans. After a while longer I had an orgasm on his penis and I was in tears at how good it felt and how much I loved him. He said he was out of breath but didn’t want to take a break because he wanted to finish. I told him to lay back and I would get on top of him. Once he lay down, I got on top of him and guided his penis back inside my vagina. I started bouncing up and down on him nice and slow and had my hands on his chest and he had his hands on my breasts. He kept telling me how beautiful I looked, how good I felt and how much he loved me. After a few minutes more he became out of breath again and looked a bit pale. I asked him if he wanted to take a break and he begged me to keep going because he wanted to finish. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to get his penis hard again if we stopped and told me he loved me and didn’t want to ruin the moment. He was my husband and he comes first and I wanted to please him so I kept going and wanted to finish this beautiful moment together as husband and wife. After a few minutes more of bouncing nice and slow on him he told me he was going to orgasm and for me to stay still on stay on top of him. A second later I felt his penis twitch and pulsate inside my vagina and I knew he was having an orgasm inside of me. As he was ejaculating inside of me he kept telling me he loved me over and over again. When he told me he was done I climbed off of him and he held me in his arms. Awhile after we made love and were sleeping he woke up and woke me up as well telling me he didn’t feel well. We went to a hospital on the island and after a few hours the doctor came out and told me that they did everything they could and that Ron had passed away from a heart attack. My world came to an end. I flew back home as did Ron’s body and our families buried him. As I was mourning my husband I felt ill and thought it was due to what I had been through. I finally went to see my physician and he told me I wasn’t ill, he told me I was pregnant. I was sad that I lost my husband but I was happy that I would have my late husband’s child. His and my family came together to take care of me and nine months later I had a beautiful baby boy. I promised I would never marry again out of respect for Ron and that I would devote my life to raising our wonderful son. I love you Ron. You were my first for everything in life.