Disappeared from our wedding evening do when it was in full swing, for a quickie, the white basque she was wearing under her dress was just too much to resist. Plus it felt incredibly naughty leaving our guests there whilst we consummated our new found married couple status.
Yes and concieved our 1st born.
We left our wedding about midnight, driven to a hotel by the airport and slept for a couple of hours, saving ourselves for the honeymoon.
10 nights in the Caribbean, at it every morning and every afternoon in lieu of a siesta.
I can still picture my wife in her new lingerie, and we did take some basic toys - a simple massager, eye mask and had ties. But spent a lot of time covering every inch of each others bodies.
Also took plenty of pictures, which are still used occasionally to this day.
We have a fantasy sex life at the moment, but it would be fun to do it all again (at that age!)
P.S. Have had a quickie at a friends wedding! But were happy to wait for the honeymoon after ours
Our wedding night wasnât the best or worst weâve had. Having been on the beverages since late morning, continuing through till 3ish the following morning I wasnât expecting anything anyways. The honeymoon was more fun, a couple of nights away from the stresses of family and work with a lovely cabin and hot tub ![]()
Yeah we snuck off between day and evening receptions to consummate the marriage, we also had a soa together after the wedding but think we both crashed iut.
The honeymoon was plentiful as it still is to this day.
So lucky we are both sexually compatible ![]()
Our wedding night was wonderful. Weâd been living together for 2 or 3 years prior to being married but the night itself was so special and intimate that I still remember it vividly 49 years and 11 months later.
No kinks or extreme activities. Just slowly undressing, kissing and touching then slow sensual love making in missionary, cowgirl and finally doggy.
A little bit of backstory: in my 2007 diary I wrote that my future-husband was â50% English, 25% Scottish & Welsh and 100% SEX GOD!!â. He was (and still is) the only person to make me orgasm, besides myself.
Life moved on snd I forgof all about it. Whoâd read it (he helped me organise my stuff when we got our first place)? Yep, him!
So he bought âsex godâ boxers for our wedding night. Boy, was he proud of himself!
Oh, another thing: everywhere we went, Bruno Marsâ âMarry Youâ seemed to follow us - we were plagued by it! Funny enough, we have hardly heard it since our honeymoon!
Our wedding was a very low-key affair; we married in the museum in the park where we went on our first date and held our reception at a local social club. No limousines or carriages for this girl either- we told our favourite taxi firm that we were getting married and we wanted them to supply our cars! I donât regret that decision; our wedding car driver put me right at ease - and heâd driven us several times before!
Flowers/decor? Did them myself. Cake? I asked Mum to do it, as sheâs done all of the other cakes in my life. It was a beautiful coming together of family but it couldnât have been a better day. Alright, so my Mumâs royal icing was so hard, it bent the cake knife - but hey, at least she tried!
So our wedding night: we stayed in a Premier Inn in town since we had fo catch a train (we honeymooned in Devon) early next morning. I called my now-husband an âassâ (and deservedly so!) for his boxer stunt, but he did get me out of my dress and we did consumate out marriage. My fall from grace? I was so exhausted, I forgot to say âI love youâ before I passed out - on our wedding night!
12 years married and heâs never let me forget it ![]()
We got married in the afternoon with a small group of people. We were in the hotel by 6 pm. We had sex 7 times that night. We have never come passed three times again in our marriage. That was a night to remember. No toys and it was our first time together. Sex is better now, but that was a fun night.
What a wonderful post and great wedding memories. Sounds perfect. @Tenshadesandme
We did on our wedding night think it was about 1am by the time we went up to bed. She was tied into the dress and her very large boobs gave the most amazing cleavage. To save time we had doggy with the dress still on.
Ooohhh fun topic! Some of the most amazing sex we had was on our honeymoon which was at a clothing optional lifestyle resort (Desire!). We had a beachfront suite with French Doors that opened up to the beach. The first night, we had intensely passionate sex on the bed in our suite with the doors open. To be in bed while feeling the ocean air breeze during sex was magic.
Yes, people could have walked by and looked in, but it was late and Iâm pretty sure nobody did. The rest of our time there we had plenty of sex throughout the resort and Iâm sure we put on quite a show ![]()
Our wedding is coming up in the near months
Mrs to be has got a latex garter belt to wear and has said itâs wear my chastity key will be dangling though out the day
Needless to say⌠Iâm a little excited!
Steve Iâd love to say it was, but if you want all the drama that I missed out, then:-
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I caught my dress on my Dadâs stairlift, causing a black train track like mark on the dress, 45 minutes before I was due to get married. I had to hide it by holding my bouquet slightly to the side.
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The bridegroomâs car got lost, so I arrived before my husband-to-be did. I ended up stuffed in a sideroom with the bridal party so he didnât see me before we tied the knot.
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One of our ushers was horrendously late. One of my husband-to-beâs other friends stepped in at the last minute and we wound up with four ushers to three bridesmaids.
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Our music didnât play. âCanon in D Majorâ got replaced by something that sounded like the Imperial March, Temu-style. No idea of the composer nor the piece.
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My Mum didnât tell anyone that sheâs stitched our wedding rings to the ring cushion with a running stitch the night before, so that our page boy couldnât yeet them across the room. When my new-husband tried to pick up my wedding ring from the cushion, it instead tightened everything. It took three people to get our wedding rings off of the cushion.
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The balloon arch collapsed oat our reception venue. Apparently our guests spent some time resurrecting that before i could see it. It wound up taped with a loop of string to the ceiling, rather than held up by helium.
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Our caterer made numerous last-minute changes to our wedding breakfast. She served sliced beef instead of gammon and chicken instead of ham, both sliced processed stuff. She also served apple pie and ice cream instead of the black forest gateau that weâd requested.
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My parents only served our chosen tipple, Martini Asti (we drank it when we got engaged) to the top table. Everybody else got given ÂŁ3-a-pop Lambrini for the toast. Yes, we wanted to curl up and die when our DJ announced what everyone was drinking to celebrate our happy union.
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As prviously mentioned, my Mumâs royal icing was so hard, it bent the cake knife. My smile in the cake cutting photo was not a smile; it was a half-smile, half-grimace after she shouted âcut it then!â and I had to reply âI canât!â.
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One of our evening guests tried to pinch our reception decor for her own wedding, including but not limited to fishbowls, floral centrepieces and even a bridesmaidâs bouquet. I had two guests going around at my wedding reception, gathering up the decor before the thief could get to them. She did get married; she invited more people than they had spaces for and adopted a âfirst come, first servedâ mentality, as well as expecting people to pay for a seat on a coach to and from the wedding venue. We chose not to attend, they didnât even last a year - she screwed him over.
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My first cousin once removed tried to usher us out of our reception early, causing a pandemonium and our honeymoon luggage got left in the storeroom. Most of the ÂŁ500 ish we had saved up for our honeymoon got spent on buying honeymoon clothes. I clip clopped my way through three train stations in my wedding shoes, because that was all I had to wear.
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Some swine sneezed on the little DMU between Exeter St Davidâs and Dawlish. I spent 12 of 14 days of my honeymoon bedbound with a vicious cold.
I think thatâs everything of our âperfectâ wedding.
What memories though. I bet you can laugh about things now. I hope everything goes well now and going forward. Good luck. @Tenshadesandme
We do laugh, If it was a perfect day, it wouldnât be our day.
It was a long drive - in the rain - to our destination. Got there late. Had supper - showered and went to sleep!!! The next morning we started our âhoneymooningâ. When friends asked about the first night - they donât believe us. LOL
On our wedding day we had a change of venue between the wedding day meal and the night do. So we took the opportunity to have a quickie between wedding and evening do, I wasnât going to miss out on lifting her wedding dress and pulling her pristine white wedding lingerie to one side to consummate our marriage.
She was on her knees as soon we got in the room
Then dress lifted up
Sexy wet silk white panties moved to the side and deep doggy.
Dress was soon off as she got on top as she rode me with all her white lingerie still on including garter
We were both knackered add to that we had to unpick the apple pie bed that awaited us before we could even get into bed. So no we just collapsed and went to sleep.