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Jud's Revenge	By : broadwaybaby Category: M through R > Oklahoma! Views: 1619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Oklahoma or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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When he reached their room, he was quite confused. He had anticipated seeing Laurey in that blue nightgown he had gotten for her, standing confidently in the center of the room like she had a few weeks before. Perhaps, even, she would have perched herself on the end of the bed, legs crossed, revealing the skin of her thigh, waiting for him. But no. She was laying in their bed with the blankets pulled all the way up to her neck. “Laurey? Ya alright?” Curly asked, cautiously approaching the bed. She nodded vigorously. “Then what are ya doin’ in bed already?” he continued, giving her a small side smile.
“It was too cold out there,” she told him simply. It had been a warm day and with the windows in the room closed, Curly had to admit that it felt a bit too warm in the room for normal comfort, despite Laurey’s complaint of cold.
“Oh. Well, mebbe I shuld go git ready fer bed and join ya. I culd hep keep ya warm.” He went into the adjoining room and stripped down to his underwear, still respecting her comfort level that had been established in the weeks previous. When he returned to their bed and pulled back the covers a bit to start climbing in, he discovered why Laurey would be cold. Peeking out above the blanket was her bare shoulder and when he pulled back the blanket, he discovered more bare flesh beneath it.
Curly swallowed hard and could hardly bring himself to move. “Ya gonna git in, or are ya gonna keep lettin’ that cold air in?” she teased. But his eyes drifted lower, following the trail of bare skin down her shoulder to her chest, her nipples sticking out having just been exposed when he lifted the blanket. Curly’s body couldn’t be controlled as it reacted to the site of his wife. Laurey reached out and took him by the hand, pulling him toward the bed. Not able to avert his eyes, Curly joined her under the covers.
They tangled themselves in each other, their lips locking in a passionate kiss. Curly moved his kisses lower, savoring the soft skin of her neck. Laurey’s breath caught in her throat, feeling heat growing between her legs. Curly’s lips continued south, moving onto the swell of her breast before his senses came back to him and he stopped himself to talk to Laurey. Attempting to catch his breath, he looked his wife in the eye. “Laurey, ef – ef I need t’ stop….”
“I’ll tell ya,” she told him, reassuringly running her hand through his curls and down the side of his face.
He nodded. “C-can I?” he asked, desperately wanting to return to tasting her flesh, slightly salty from a thin layer of sweat from being covered in the blanket, yet also as sweet as could be. She gave him a nod and his mouth moved lower, covering one of her nipples with his mouth.
Laurey couldn’t believe the feelings that shot through her body when his slick tongue slid over her chest. Curly was gentle and sweet, savoring her body, worshipping the new inches of it he was discovering. Curly slowly slid a hand up her belly to gently caress her other breast. Laurey’s heart raced. Briefly she flashed back to that horrible night when Jud had felt her chest, but she let out the breath she had taken in. This was different, not rough in the slightest. Curly was learning her body, learning what it was her body felt like and responded to. He was careful and gentle with her and she felt safe.
Curly moved his kisses back up, placing another strong kiss on her lips before breaking away. “Ya okay?” he asked. He was worried about her. He was worried he would do something wrong, something to upset her, something to hurt her. She grabbed his neck and pulled him down into another strong kiss, dipping her tongue inside his mouth, causing the blood in Curly’s body to rush lower. When she released him, he smiled down at her.
Taking her positive sign, he started to shift himself up to his knees between his legs, but before he could do much more, Laurey had frozen, trying desperately to pull her knees together. “Laurey?” he asked gently. Had he taken that kiss to mean something it didn’t?
“I-I’m jus’ sceered it’ll hurt,” she admitted averting her eyes. Curly laid back down beside her, wrapping his hand around her waist.
“It’s okay. I don’t want t’ hurt ya, neither,” Curly told her, never looking anywhere but into her eyes. “A-are ya still sore from –“
“No, no,” she assured him, cutting him off. She didn’t want to think about that night tonight. But she couldn’t help but still be afraid. “Jus’ sceered it will….”
Curly thought for a moment. “I has a thought. Do ya trust me?”
“O’ course,” she told him, but she was still nervous.
“Ya tell me to stop ef I hurts ya one bit, okay?” She nodded, keeping eye contact with him as she felt his hand slide down her side to her hip and then in toward her intimate parts. Curly could hardly keep his heart from beating out of his chest, but he had to keep himself calm and thinking as clear as possible. He had to stay focused on Laurey. His hand went between her legs and he could feel the heat radiating from the spot that lay between them. Watching Laurey’s face, he slowly and gently pushed one finger into that heat, meeting a wetness that was inside her. Her breathing rate increased. He quickly looked down, making sure it wasn’t blood that he felt and he looked back up at her. “Is it okay?”
Unable to speak, she just gave him a nod. He slid his finger back and forth, feeling the tight walls around it. Their eyes stayed locked on each other. He then gently pressed a second finger inside of her, repeating the back and forth pattern he had done with the first. Being reminded by his straining erection that he was bigger than just two fingers, he started to insert a third, but Laurey’s face grimaced. “I’m sorry!” he said frantically. “I can stop!”
“N-no,” she told him. “It’s jus’…stretchin’. T’ain’t really pain. G-go on.” As gently as possible, he inserted his third finger, allowing her time to adjust to the stretch. As her face relaxed, he started to move all three in and out of her slowly, watching for any sign of pain.
Laurey felt the tingling below her belly. Curly could feel the wetness from her core starting to cover his hand and Laurey let out a moan, but it was clear the moan was not a negative sound.
“C-Curly?” Laurey choked out. Curly immediately froze. Had he hurt her?
“Ya alright, Laurey?”
“Y-yeah. I-it don’t hurt. It feels good. I…I think I’m ready.”
Curly stared at her for a moment, hardly comprehending her words. He slid his remaining clothing off, releasing his bulge to its full height. Laurey could feel him pressing against her side. He then shifted himself to kneel between her legs. He leaned down over her and, supporting himself with his hands on the bed beside her, he gave her a gentle kiss. “I loves ya, Laurey.”
“I loves ya, too, Curly.”
He reached down between their bodies and positioned himself at her opening and, as slowly as he could muster in his excited state, pushed himself inside her.
Laurey winced slightly as her body stretched to accommodate. Curly desperately tried to control himself, to wait for her face to relax once again, but his body seemed to have a mind of its own. “Laurey, I – I –“
“I’m okay, Curly,” she assured him and his body took off.
The softness of her core surrounded him and held him tightly as his hips pulled him out and thrust him back inside of her. He was slick with her wetness and with each thrust, the sound of skin on skin contact filled the room.
Curly was as gentle as he could manage, but his pleasure was building and with the new sensations of being with Laurey, he wasn’t sure how long he could last. He reached down between them and felt just above the place where their bodies became one. Finding a small bump there, he made a small circle around it with his finger. The boys who had ventured to Kansas City and had adventured with the girls from the burle-que had shared their adventures with him over drinks, giving him the idea. Laurey jumped, letting out a throaty moan. “C-curly, w-what are you doin’?” She didn’t understand where the sudden swell of pleasure had come from.
“Shuld I stop?” Curly managed to get out, but he desperately hoped the answer was no.
“No. Don’t stop,” she told him strongly. “F-feels good.”
Curly cracked a smile. He was making her feel good. This spurred him on, continuing the circling motion as he thrust inside her.
Laurey had never felt the type of good feelings that she was feeling now from Curly’s actions. It felt as if she might burst. Her moans became more and more frequent and Curly looked down at her, practically writhing beneath him from the good feelings he was giving her. She deserved to feel good. She had been through too much bad. Then, suddenly, Laurey let out a scream and her head was thrown back, her body arching into his. Her walls tightened around him and he couldn’t help by come inside her. Thrusting as he released every last bit of seed he could into her, he saw spots appear before his eyes. His arms gave way as his full weight lay on top of the woman who was now his wife in every way.
As soon as he had enough presence of mind return to him, he pulled out of her and moved to lay beside her, taking her into his arms. “I’m sorry,” he told her into her ear.
Laurey’s eyes flashed open. “Sorry?” she asked, quite confused.
“I – I heard you scream. I – I tried so hard not to hurt you…”
“No, Curly,” she told him, taking his face in her hands, giving him a kiss. “No, no. It felt so good. I’ve never felt anything like that. It felt so good that I couldn’t help it…..”
“So…Sos yer okay?”
“Perfect,” she reassured him, holding him close to her body.
And there they lay, finally husband and wife in every way, in each other’s embrace. That is, until they recovered enough to enjoy the benefits of marriage again that night…..
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