First Marriage Annulled after Six Months

Deborah gently tugs on my arm as I pull her towards the bedroom; she didn’t want to go. I stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked at her. She cannot meet my eyes. She feels their intensity boring into her. How can she go to bed with such an intimidating man and consumate our marriage. The fear is starting to turn to anger. She is not going to do this. ” I won’t.” she said softly, surprised at the sound of her own voice. I walk closer and she hears my heavy breathing. ” You are my wife.” I said simply; cold and straight-forward.
Deborah looked away, starting to turn around. I held her hand tighter and gently pull her towards me. For her, ” gentle” wasn’t so with her frame, as she stumbled over into my chest. She gasps and backed away quickly. She is about to run but I grab her waist pulling her back to me. ” No!” She yelps as I pull her into the bedroom. I didn’t put much effort in it, as she tugs pulling away with all her might. My strength is overwhelming, and she feels a bead of sweat run down her neck as she fruitlessly struggles against my arms.

Once we were in the bedroom, I closed the door and faced her. She looks at me now, fear shadowing her face. ” Please. No.” She pleads softly, shaking her head. I did not say anything, just walked forward and placing my hands on her waist. I hungrily gazed upon her, for the first time, neck, breasts, and waist. My hands slide up and down her back as I feel the zipper holding her dress together. She can’t handle this; she pushes her hands against my shoulders with all her might. I’m taken aback by this move at first, but managed to get a hold of her before she runs for the door. ” Get away from me!” she yells as I grab her from the back. She tries to pry my hands away from her waist. I hold her closer, wrapping my arms around her. I nuzzle my face into her neck, kissing it and smelling her hair. ” Stop it! I won’t!” she attempts to yell, but the feel of my lips on her bare skin sends shivers down her spine. She can’t control it or understand what is going on – the heat is overwhelming. I continue to kiss her neck sending tingling sensations all over her body.

” St-” she attempts to say over and over, but can’t finish as I continue to kiss her. I mercifully let her go and she bolts for the door again. It is no use, she is pulled back in. I face her, with that same hungry look in my eye. I’m looking at her all over. ” I said, I won’t do this!” she cries, tears stinging with her anger. I step closer as she backs up into the cabinet next to the bed. She is trapped. I got extremely close looking down at my bride. It is too hot, she thought, it is too hot! Beads of sweat continue to trickle down her body. ” Deborah, I have the right to enjoy my wife. My beautiful-” I said, nuzzling her neck again “-wife” I finished. She struggles against me again, but feel her arms go weak as I stick my tongue out and lick her shoulder. What is this feeling? Why has she gone weak? ” I am not your wife!” she cries, ignoring the logic of her own exclamation. ” You are” I replied simply, now starting to suck her neck. Her legs start to shake and she feels herself suddenly become moist in between her legs.

“St-st-” she can not finish; her voice goes out. It is so hot. My arms find their way to the back of her dress and to the zipper. As I continue to nuzzle her neck, I unzip her dress. ” Stop it, stop it,” she whispers, desperately trying to make her quavering voice work. She is tingling all over; her body seems overtaken by emotion. I unzip the dress pulling it down. That only leaves the bra and panties. ” No!” she cries. Having me see her exposed makes her blush a deep crimson. She wraps her arms around her breasts, hoping it would make her feel more secure from his gaze. He examined her entire body, head to toe. He gazed at her shoulders, and her large bosoms, filling the corset to the brim, as if they were to burst out. Her hourglass shape made her waist small compared to her wide, curvy hips that turned into thick thighs. Her skin was smooth and a slight darker shade, unlike most other girls in the town. She was perfect to him. He wanted every single part of her.

She was breathing heavily; nervous and afraid. I look deep into her dark eyes, my eyes black with intensity. I had a sharp, square jaw that looks like it is clenched, as if holding in my desire. I stoop down lifting her into my arms, placing her on the large bed. She quavers in my arms. As soon as she is on the bed, she looks around desperately for an escape. As she starts to crawl over to the other side to leap off, I grab her wrists pulling her to me. ” I want you. I will have you as many times as I want.” I said, this time softly. She yelps as I kiss her hands I’m holding by the wrists. I let go taking off my shirt. She looks away; I’m huge. She didn’t know if she can handle it. She looks at me again, as I place my shirt on the bedside table. I lean over to her on the bed, standing up. I reach down to her panties pulling them off quickly. ” Gah!” she gasps, pulling her legs together and backing away. I look down at her, joining her on the bed, towering over her. ” Ah! Stop!” She cries, trying to push me away. I’m so big on top of her; She is afraid she can’t breath. It’s too hot! she thought. I yank her bra off, fully exposing her breasts. I stop after that; I continue to gaze upon her, slowly caressing her thighs and up her waist. Her body is tingling at my touch. My large, rough fingers managed to touch her skin softly and gently. ” No,” She moans, feeling more and more wet between her thighs, which she keeps together. She tries squirming away as I place my lips on her navel, she feels weak again. She can’t take it anymore! I continue to move my lips down her navel, traveling down her body. She screams for me to stop at her pussy. I open my mouth licking her pussy lips. ” Gah!” she cries, pleasure starting to rip through her. What is this feeling? she thought.
Suddenly grabbing her thighs, I force her legs open, exposing her dripping slit. She screams and gasps. ” Don’t, stop! Don’t look at it!” She struggles, I keep a strong hold on her thighs. ” Deborah,” I moan, ecstatic from her arousal. With a hungry look I sweep down and ravished her pussy. She pulls and squirms screaming as I lick her parting pussy lips, swollen and wet with arousal. I made my way into her slit as far as I can go, getting to taste her and smell her scent. She gasps and screams, ” No!” exploding with pleasure. Her body is extremely hot and shaking. She squirms, as her body falls weak to my tongue. I’m controlling her in every way. She shuts her mouth to stop her cries of pleasure. She muffles her screams through closed lips, as the pleasure continues to build. She can not take anymore, and screams ” Uhhnnnhhh. N-n-noo.” I start to move my tongue in and out of her, licking her clitoris as I came out. What was this? Why was he doing this? She arches her back involuntarily; her body is reacting to me, at my whim. She cannot keep from moaning; it feels so…so…she didn’t know!

” Please stop it!” She gasps out, out of air. ” It’s dirty! Stop it!” She feels herself building…then suddenly her body is over whelmed with an intense orgasm. She screams as the sensations flood her senses and body as I lick and suck her roughly. I lift myself from her looking up at her sweating, heaving body. She looks down at me, as the corner of my mouth lifts up into a small smile. She swallows hard, overwhelmed by her body’s reaction to me. She is exhausted. ” Are we done?” she manages to say through heavy breaths.