Dealing With Discipline by Golden Angel

pain, blinking tears from her eyes as she felt something rip,
clinging to her husband in shock.  Hugh murmured comforting
words into her ear, soothing her with his hands.  "It's over
now... that's the only time it will hurt, I promise."
    Moaning, Irene shifted beneath him, trying to
get away from the hard rod that was pressing slowly inside of her.
 The sharp pain had subsided almost immediately but it was
replaced by this strange ache as something pushed into her.
 Looking down, Irene realized that Hugh was pushing that
strange appendage into her body.  Her eyes widened.
    "Hugh, no, it's too big!" she
cried out.  Surely something that large couldn't fit inside of
her. If only she hadn’t seen him before, she wouldn’t be so
frightened now!
    "Shhh, sweetheart, it's alright,"
he said soothingly, lowering his head to kiss her.
    She wanted to tell him that
it wasn't alright, that he was wrong and his thing  couldn't possibly fit
inside of her body, but his mouth muffled her protest.
 
    Lifting his body slightly from
hers he slipped a hand down between them to rub her wetness along
her pleasure bud.  He could feel the stiffness of her body
beneath his and he knew that she needed to relax if she was going
to find any enjoyment from their coupling.  It would also give
him time to gather his control as the wet heat of her body clasped
him so tightly.  Although he regretted the necessary pain of
divesting his wife of her maidenhead, the surge of masculine
triumph that he'd felt in breaking that barrier had been both
unexpected and extremely erotic. 
    Now her sheath rippled around him, squeezing
him in a way that he'd never experienced before and it was all he
could do to hold himself still inside of her.  Giving her time
to adjust before he fully breached her body. 
    As he rubbed the pads of his fingers over her
clit, his mouth devouring hers, he could feel her begin to respond
to him again.  Her inner muscles relaxed, the stiffness of her
limbs softening, and her fingers stopped pushing at his chest and
began to move in small circles through his wiry hairs again.
 A woman's soft submission, everything he could desire and
more as she began to move her hips slightly, rubbing herself
against his insistent fingers. 
    Hugh hadn't lied to her; the
pain had receded almost completely, especially once he'd begun to
use his fingers on her again.  While some small part of her
insisted that she shouldn't enjoy him touching her there , the pleasure was
far too great for her to heed that voice.  When he began to
push into her, deeper, joining them further, she could feel her
body welcoming him in.
    To her utter surprise, he truly did fit inside
of her.  She could feel it when his body met hers, fused
together at their centers, and her insides squeezed around him.
 It felt as if he was so deeply inside of her that she
shouldn't have been able to hold him, and yet magically she did.
 
    "Irene..." Hugh breathed her name
into her ear, his arms holding her, cradling her almost now that he
was fully sheathed inside of her.  "God... Irene... you feel
so good around my cock... you have no idea how good you feel,
sweetheart."
    He kissed her again, drinking her in, and she
wrapped his arms around her neck as she dazedly took in the new
word.  A cock... Hugh's cock was inside of her.
    And it felt very, very
good. 
    Then he began to move and everything Irene had
already experienced was downgraded by the sheer intimacy of it, the
heady pleasure that lurched through her.  Now his body was
pressing against that same sensitive spot that his fingers had
rubbed, a fizzing need burgeoning every time their flesh connected.
 Irene whimpered and cried out, spreading her legs to take him
deeper, harder, clinging to him as he moved above her.  His
own masculine groans seemed to vibrate through her, urging her
onward to something that hovered just out of reach... something
that she desperately desired without even knowing what