When Virgins Collide

Tracy was thrilled. She knew tonight would be spectacular! After all, sex was perfectly natural. She had been taught by her ultra conservative Christian parents that fornication cheapens sex and you deprive yourself of the most special experience you could ever imagine: Married sex with two clean and pure people. Once you lose your virginity there’s no going back. As hard as it was, Tracy resisted the urges. She never went past kissing with her many boyfriends, That was her secret for staying in control. Nothing was going to deprive her of the most special experience of two virgins consummating on their wedding night. She had no idea what to expect, aside from kissing, and at some point there would be a penis inside her vagina and it would feel amazing.

Tracy never touched herself, masturbation was wrong. She never watched porn either, as that was also wrong. Besides she didn’t want to spoil the surprise. She wanted the authentic experience.

Jeff was a virgin too. He was handsome, but awkward. He had a definite geek quality. They both attended the same church and he was a pharmacist, so he would be stable and able to support tje children that they would have.

The ceremony was simple, and the reception was small but lovely. Even though she wasn’t in love with Jeff, she cared for him and she knew he would be faithful.

They were on the way to the hotel now, and the anticipation and suspense was killimg her. She had built sex up in her mind to be spectacular.

Once they were in the room, Tracy eagerly changed into her wedding outfit in the bathroom. She had picked out a sensual but classy baby doll lingerie set and was elated to finally be wearing it. She couldn’t wait to see Jeff’s reaction when he saw her ample bosom and her curvy body. When she emerged, he didn’t really react, instead he hurried into the bathroom to get ready. She was disappointed by this, but decided she shouldn’t be so petty this early into their sacred union, he probably was just excited to eagerly ravish her body. He came out after a few minutes in nothing but a white undershirt and white boxers which were baggy enough to see that there was now a long skinny pole protruding from his shorts. Jeff proudly pointed to his iron rod with a goofy grin.

Was she supposed to be enthralled? Why was she so un impressed? Suddenly, the excitement and anticipation turned into fear and dread.. Tracy was no quitter though, so she bravely proceeded. She was determined to be the best wife ever. He came over and kissed her which restored the mood a little, but she couldn’t stop thinking about his shaft. It looked like a rack you would hang your clothes on, not something that was supposed to fit in her delicate netherworlds. Why wasn’t she turned on, and glowing ?

After rubbing her arm for five minutes, and a few moments of awkwardly groping her breasts and swirlimg them around in circles, he decided to go for gold. He tried to slide himself into her dry untouched flowering grounds. He failed. He tried again. Tracy screamed in pain. He withdrew. He couldn’t seem to get his penis where it was supposed to go. Puzzled, he assumed the position of an obstetrician and peered into her vagima inspecting it. It looked to Tract as if he was checking to see if it was up to code. It would not have looked out of place fo Jeff to have a head lamp on at this point. Jeff looked genuinely confused. He tried one more time. Tracy screamed in pain again. He with drew, got dressed and watched sports on the hotel television for the rest of the night.

Tracy curled up on the bed and silently cried. She wasn’t sure what just happened, but she was sure, that it was the worst night of her life. They eventually fell asleep on opposite sides of the bed with their backs to each other.

The next morning, Tracy woke up, forgetting where she was, for one blissful moment. Unfortunately, The events of the previous night came back and ruined her mood. Begrudgingly she got ready for the gift opening, which was being held at her In-Laws. Eventually, Jeff did the same. They drove in silence.

After all the fake smiles, and polite hello’s Tract began to open her gifts. There was the usual household and kitchen appliances, cash, and a few gift cards. Finally, the last gift was handed to her.

It was from her Aunt, Gloria. The gift was wrapped in plain brown paper and had a card attached to it. Inside the card was a lottery ticket, and a letter. Tracy pocketed the ticket. She read the letter.

Dear Tracy,

I want you to know that I’m always here for you. I may not have much but I do love you. This little black notebook belonged to my great grandmother. It’s been passed down from mother to daughter. As I do not have any children of my own, I would love for you to have it. It’s a journal. There are still a few blank pages, and those are for you to add your own experiences and pass on to your own daughter should you have one. May you have a long and successful marriage,

Love, Gloria

Tracy wiped a tear from the corner of her eye she was so touched by this gift. She careful put it into her purse and had breakfast with her newly acquired In-laws.

The drive home was just as silent as the drive over had been. Jeff immediately went to the television and ignored her. He passed out and began to snore.

Tracy busied herself with bringing in the gifts and making lunch. When she sat down, she decided to check the lottery ticket in her pocket.

Tracy stifled a scream! She won! She won! She won 1 million dollars! She did a happy dance as silently as she could so as not to wake her new husband. She didn’t even want to tell him. The resent had been building for a while now. She didn’t need a husband to take care of her, did she ? That’s when a new thought popped into her head.

“Why not just leave ?” Tracy priceeded to have an argument with herself. She wanted to be a good Christian woman, but my God, last night was awful. She was expecting fireworks and instead she felt unattractive, unwanted and broken. She also felt embarrassed. How could she have been so stupid? She should have learned more about sex then the basic mechanics.

Tracy determined that her happiness was more important than this sham of a marriage. She quietly packed her things and stayed with her family until she could collect her earnings.

Tracy smartly invested her earnings, and used the dividends as her income. She took off for Europe and went backpacking. The fresh air, and hiking was therapeutic, and she found herself realizing that it was more important to love and respect herself then be married. She decided to never date losers again. She would only date men who could show her respect and treat her well.

As it turns out, months later, she met a fabulous man named Brad during one of her many exciting adventures. He was drop dead gorgeous, considerate, and progressive. Best of all he respected her boundaries and waited for her to be ready for intimacy.

“Brad?”

“Yes my love?”

“Make love to me”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

Brad scooped her up and carried her to his bedroom. Tracy allowed herself to embrace the heat of the moment. Her love cave salivated for Brad and she didn’t want to wait a moment longer. They disrobed and and caressed eachother lovingly. It was tender at first, then it grew more urgent and intense. He traced her nipples with his tongue and trailed down her body savouring every moment. He spread her legs and buried his face into her rose bush. Jeff found all the right spots. He guided her hand to her clit and showed her how to touch herself. Tracy squirmed and moaned with pleasure until she thought she would burst.

“Do it” she commanded

“With pleasure” he responded.

He thrust inside of her until they both exploded with pleasure and collapsed on the bed exhausted.

“That was the best night of my life” she said softly as she drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the arms of the man she loved.