Poem: My Wedding Night

My Wedding Night     My joy touched mountainous height On my first wedding night They call it honey moon, Which we were to observe soon. At midnight I entered the room With my handsome bride groom. He closed the door, from inside And kissed me, that is his bride. Sitting on the bed he asked me to come Out of shame, I kept mum. As if I were dead He pulled me on the bed. With a smile he gazed at me I put my head on knee. I was to lift my head And lie on the bed. I did it accordingly he took it smilingly, Lying alongside, he touched my thigh And left a deep sigh. He is surveying my body, with eyes and touch With which, he appeared to be amused much. He began showering kisses And said "How beautiful is my Mrs." He drew me nearer and nearer I am experiencing fear and terror. Do all men do this? Love, embrace and kiss. He embraced me with love And lifted me above. His heart is beating on one side, and mine on other side. His kisses were warm, And full of charm. Putting hands on my hips, He tasted my lips. So far in the past, My blood never ran so fast. I blushed a lot, Besides feeling hot. Then a moment came, I felt much shame. He was busy like bees, And pulled saree over my knees. On the spot,there was no hair, As I removed it with a shear. His hands are moving thigh to cunt, Which I felt like electric current. I took his organ in my hand, Which was warm like desert sand. He stared at my legs, Just as a pauper begs. He compared them with pine, More charming and more fine. He looked me very smart, At the very start. He was mad, And I was glad. He pulled my saree more, But could not reach the shore. The knot was tight To open, he had to fight. Then he attacked the upper part, Which was breast guard. He held above the breast very tight, With pain, I cried slight. He cared not for my pain, And went on like an insane. After removing the brassiers, he found My breasts, pointed and round. He pressed them hard, neglecting my shout My delicate breasts were not out. I raised an alarm again, But I felt charm in pain. Neglecting my cries, he continued It was difficult to change his attitude. He told me to " bear the pain and do not mind, At the moment I am blind. I was naked as I was born All the clothes were thrown. I was naked from head to feet He praised me , clear and neat. He also removed his cloth, Naked we were both. Lenghthy and thick was his prick, Not less than a bamboo stick. He clung to me, Like a snake on tree. He stared at my cunt, Which he was next to hunt. In this war, my cunt would burst, And he was to quench with thirst. Subsequent strokes were Harder and harder. In a few strokes my hymen was painfully torn, And the block on the road was easily shorn. Then his prick was into its full length, I was wondering about his strength. I now enjoyed the game, There was no pain and shame. I asked to put the whole prick inside He said" It is already in, nothing is outside". I was now not coward Moving my hand backward and forward. He then stopped his act, What he will do, I knew the act. My cunt was hot like fire, Being woman, I could not express my desire. After a while I became more sexy, Flexy and vexy. He then lifted my legs high, And put his on the thigh. With the fingers the last way divided And desiring, I could not get freightened. As a part of axis entered Here, now our attention centered. Our legs entangled with each other, Before progressing further. It was like a hidden treasure, Which gave me a heavenly pleasure. He held me tight in his arms, His kisses were ruthless and warm. He caught my tongue with his teeth, And pressed my chin length. On my level he cast a kiss And called it a thing never to miss. His prick was in full erection, Moving in upward and downward direction.    Please be soft, I made humble requests, He said" false culprit, the policeman arrrests". Before coitus, i could never imagine, How such a lenghty lump would fit in. From pain, I was freed, And he was f***** with speed. He was f***** much faster, With joy I clung to my master. Then he gave a last but strong jerk, Which meant, he finished his work. At last he reached to his peak, And attained what he wanted to seek. He kept lying upon me silently, But slipped after a while, though reluctently. A lot blood has spilled On my cunt, his p**** and bed. I asked him to where from the blood came, He told "It is the out come of the game". It does come during first inter course, Whether one is f***** softly or with force.         __._,_.___