I've wanted to tell someone this for years, but it's not one of those things considered to be 'polite' in most circles.
I remember the night like it was yesterday. My bride and I were still virgins. Not that there was a lack of desire or opportunity. I was living on my own, with my own apartment. We just decided to wait, on my part because I knew that if I pressed her for sex, she would have been devastated. She was worth more than that to me. We never went further than me fondling her breasts, but when we would lie on the couch kissing and fondling, she would PRESS her hips against me and move around against my bulging cock. Yeh, she wanted me!
So here we were on our wedding night, never having seen each other naked. I showered first, put on satin boxers and my robe. She went next, and spent what seemed to be an eternity in the bathroom.
She came out wearing a long white robe, spaghetti straps, her breasts cupped in the satin. She was hot. We hugged, kissed, and one of her straps broke. I just slid the other one off, and let the gown fall to the floor. I had waited for this for so long, that I wanted to see her body, NOW! The shorts came off, and we laid down on the bed and started to explore each other's body in a way that we hadn't done before.
I was rigid, wanting to dive right in, but knew that we had to go slow. The smoothness of her skin, the firm round breasts, her soft tummy, the magic triangle leading one's hand and attention down to heaven-and her hot slit.
She rolled me on my back and began to fondle my cock and balls. She had never done it before, but was fascinated by it. I had to show her how to masturbate me, but she got the idea very quickly. Rolling the skin over the head, playing with my balls, I was in heaven as I looked at her body and played with her breasts.
My balls full, waiting for this night, I didn't last long. I came like I'd never come before, and haven't since. A rope of cum shot over my head and hit the headboard a foot above me with a SPLAT! Several squirts later, I was spent. Having never seen a guy cum before, she was afraid that she had hurt me. 'No my love, it didn't hurt, but felt VERY good!'
We consummated our marriage later that night, and made up for lost time in the years that followed. Twenty seven years later I still like to lie back and let her masturbate me, and love to feel her hand on my cock and balls. Sometimes when alone, I cum while thinking about our first night together.