Wedding Hornies Do We All Get That Way at Weddings
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I returned to our hotel room toward the end of the reception, letting Michelle stay a little longer. She said she'd find a ride back to the hotel.
I’d only read about half an hour when I heard rattling at the door. I closed my book and listened, anxiously waiting for my wife to join me in bed. Michelle opened it and I heard her giggling, then what were obviously kisses. She told whoever it was, “Thank you for this evening, I had so much fun.” I could imagine the fun she probably had after I left. Then she said, “Can you come in a few minutes?” I didn’t know who it was and the room was completely dark. I thought my best move would be to pretend to be asleep.
After a short moment and hearing footsteps, I heard her ask whoever it was, “Would you like a little reward for the fun night and giving me the ride home?”
“I don’t know, what kind of reward do you have in mind?”
I heard more kissing, then my wife whispering, “I think my husband would like to watch you make love to me.” Then she went on, “And I know I want you to.” He didn’t say anything, but I heard his answer in more kisses. I can’t imagine any red-blooded male saying no to that offer!
Then Michelle turned on the light on her side of the bed, and I rubbed my eyes like I had been sleeping. She leaned over the bed, kissed me and whispered in my ear, “I have a surprise for you.”
I already knew what it was, but asked her anyway, like I’d just awakened and hadn’t heard what was just said, “What?”
“I promise you, you’ll like it.” Then she added, “Maybe not as much as I will, though.”
She stepped back over to her future lover, who I recognized as Jacob, Dave’s young brother. I heard him ask very softly, “Are you sure this is okay?
“Oh yeah, it’s more than okay. I want you so bad, and my dear husband likes watching me be happy.”
Jacob looked over toward me with a very nervous look on his face. I smiled and gave him a slight nod of approval. My anticipation is on high alert. I had been hoping something like this might happen. I’ve been ultra-horny since last night, and what better time for my wife to have a first-time experience, right in front of me no less! I was there, on the adjacent bed a few weeks ago when she had Brian for the first time, but the lights were out. It was black-dark and I couldn’t see her expression, the lust on her face as his cock plunged inside her the first time, or the expression on her face when her orgasm hit her.
I’d been there once before when all that happened, that night in Kodiak nearly eighteen years ago. We’ve come close, but I’m not sure we’ve ever duplicated the eroticism of that night, or likely ever will, but we were just kids. As beautiful as Michelle was then, her maturity has made her far more beautiful in my eyes, and I’m pretty sure in the eyes of any man.
One of the things going through my mind was Jacob’s reaction when he discovered her baby-smooth, bare pussy. She waxes regularly and did so not long before this trip. The skin of her mound is always a hundred percent bare and so incredibly soft. It drives me crazy every time I nuzzle my lips against her, or even when I run my fingers inside her panties. The thought that another man was about to discover that and enjoy it for the first time was about to drive me crazy.
I digress. Jacob looked back toward my wife and with a smile on his face, kissed her again, like he really meant I this time. Michelle cupped his head in her hands and opened her mouth to him, kissing him like she’d undoubtedly wanted to all evening. Michelle pulled away from him once again after encouraging him to explore her mouth with his tongue, and told him, “I’d be a lot more comfortable if you helped me take this dress off.”
She turned away from him, held her long hair out of the way, giving him access to zipper on the back of her dress. I remembered wondering earlier in the day if it’d be me or some other guy undressing her. Now I knew the answer to that question and couldn’t be more turned on! I was suddenly shivering with excitement.
Jacob’s hand lowered Michelle’s zipper. then he eased the straps off her shoulders. When her dress was lowered down below that sexy bra, his hands wrapped over her boobs, kneading them and pinching her nipples through the bra. At the same time, he kissed the back of her neck. I was sure that Michelle was getting very turned on and it was obvious Jacob was. Her hands went over his, encouraging him playing with her nipples.
Michelle closed her eyes, bent her head around and kissed him again. As I’ve said lots of times in these stories, Michelle loves to kiss. It turns her on as much or more than almost any other foreplay. She’s told me that besides the physical pleasure she gets from a passionate kiss, it gives her a more emotional connection with the man she’s about to make love with. Because it turns her on so much, I love watching her kiss.
Jacob’s hands slipped under her bra, pushing it up off her breasts so he could feel her bare skin. Michelle pushed her chest out, obviously enjoying his hands on her. It was a front-clipping bra, so she took the initiative of undoing it and letting it fall away. Then she turned back toward him and pulled his mouth down to one of her nipples. When Jacob saw her totally naked above the waste, he growled out, “Holy shit, you’re beautiful!”
I love hearing the sucking noises in conjunction with Michelle’s moans. She doesn’t “fake” moans when a man has his lips around her nipples. Her sensitive nipples are another thing that drives her crazy with desire. Watching and listening was driving me crazy as well. I’ve only actually seen her with another man a few times and I know it’ll never get old for me. I took deep breaths, trying to control my shivers
Michelle's dress was bunched up at her hips and Jacob pushed it the rest of the way down leaving her standing in only her tiny panties and high heels. Jacob returned to kissing her even hotter than before. started to frantically work on his clothing, unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it out of his slacks and off. One hand roamed his bare chest and the other reached down inside his pants to wrap her hand around his cock. She kissed his nipples, sucking one, then the other into her mouth. He’s a young man, very fit and I’m sure in a woman’s eyes extraordinarily sexy. From reaction to him, it was pretty obvious she certainly thought so.
Jacob’s fingers were shaking as he tried to undo the clip on his tuxedo slacks. Within just a few minutes, this had gone from playful kissing to near desperate lust. When his slacks were finally pushed down, along with his shorts, he pushed Michelle back onto the bed beside me and slid her panties off. My emotions were running overboard nearly as hard as my wife’s. Although I’ve seen her with other men, it’s not an everyday occurrence and is still nerve-wracking as hell for me. This was also the only time she’d done it with another man right next to where I was laying, and like I said before, the first time I’d actually been there witnessing her first time experience.
Michelle sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back and supporting herself on her hands, breathing hard and excitedly with her knees spread apart while Jacob ran his fingers over her bare pussy lips. I wasn’t disappointed. He simply looked into Michelle’s eyes as she moaned from his fingers caressing her. I’m pretty sure that, at that point, Jacob had forgotten I was even in the room, even though I was on the same bed, only a few feet away.
Jacob kneeled down in front of her to kiss the inside of her thigh. He pushed one of her legs up over his shoulder and kissed up her thigh to her femininity, then repeated the action with her other leg and kissing her thigh. This time though, he didn’t stop at her apex. He spread her pussy lips slightly with his fingers and kissed her there. Michelle’s head was thrown back and she was muttering, “Oh God, Oh God, feels so good, don’t stop!”
My wife was right in front of me, completely naked with both legs thrown over Jacob’s shoulders and his mouth and tongue lapping at her hot, juicy sex. Her hips were arching up off the bed to his mouth as she urged him on to push his tongue deeper into her. Michelle’s eyes were closed and her hips were thrusting up to Jacob’s mouth when her body suddenly went stiff with a heart-throbbing orgasm, “Oh God, Oh God, aahhh” she screamed as she fell back on the bed right beside me, with Jacob’s hands pulling her hips up to his mouth. Michelle’s face was contorted as garble erupted from her mouth. She squeezed his head between her legs and seemed to lose control of her body bucking and jumping, and drenched his face with her gushing pussy juices.
When my wife finally calmed down after what seemed like several minutes of orgasmic hysteria, she lay quietly for a couple minutes with Jacob still gently mouthing her. When she’d seemed to recover enough to move her body on her own, she scooted back away from the edge of the bed and stood up, telling Jacob to lie down. As soon as he did, his face wet from Michelle’s juices, she straddled him in reverse, and scooted her pussy back to his mouth, spreading her legs wide as she lowered herself to him, only a foot or so away from me. At the same time, she took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked briefly before pulling him out and licking up and down the underside of him briefly before wrapping her ruby-red lips around it again.
I lay beside them and watched as my wife simultaneously ground her pussy into Jacob’s face and sucked his cock all the way down her throat. I heard the squishy sounds from Jacob’s tongue and lips inside Michelle’s pussy, in conjunction with the noise of Michelle’s sucking.
What a change from the woman I’d been married to for fifteen years, who’d reluctantly, finally agreed to spend a night with her ex-lover only a couple years ago!
I watched, enthralled with my wife’s excitement as she bobbed her face up and down on Jacob’s cock while he continued to lap up her remaining juice. It was only a couple moments until he abandoned his task and concentrated on what she was doing to him. His cock had seemed to grow several inches in the space of seconds and Michelle was having trouble getting all of him in her mouth when he started groaning and bucking his hips up. His face was inches from my wife’s pussy when he erupted in her mouth. Michelle had wrapped her hands around his buttocks, squeezing them and pulling him into her mouth when his cum started to ooze out of her lips. I could see her attempting to swallow his cum, but it was obviously too much, too fast.
When he finished, Michelle pulled off of him, wiped her hand over her mouth to wipe the leftover cum off of her. She turned around and kissed me, letting me taste Jacob’s cum in her mouth, then back to Jacob, who she kissed passionately.
I was fascinated that his cock didn’t seem to lose any of its’ size. I guess that’s the result of being young with a beautiful, naked woman kissing you with the taste of your own cum. Michelle’s pussy was pushing against his cock when she told him, “I need you to fuck me now.”
She started to sit up and position herself over his cock, when a thought entered my sex-addled brain…a fantasy that I’ve had for a long time. She’d lowered herself about halfway down his cock when I told her, “Tell him you want to do it doggy style.”
I wasn’t sure if she heard me because she pushed herself the rest of the way down on his cock and ground against his pelvis for a moment. When it apparently registered to Michelle what I’d said, she pulled back off of him and told him, “I want on the bottom.” He rolled away from under her and she situated herself on her hands and knees, with her knees spread wide waiting for him.
While she was repositioning herself, I scrunched myself under her with my cock under her face. This is something we’d never discussed or done before, but I had an overwhelming desire to be sucked while she was being fucked. I was so damned incredibly horny from what I’d just watched and nothing sounded better.
Michelle understood what I wanted and wrapped her lips around me, quickly sucking me all the way down her throat. Right after she swallowed and took my cock down her throat, I saw her reach between her legs and guide the head of his cock to her swollen pussy. I don’t know if Jacob realized what was happening but I felt Michelle lunge forward when he thrust his cock inside her. That first thrust from Jacob’s cock inside my wife pushed her lips down harder on me and I felt the tingling vibration from her groan.
This is what I’d been dreaming of for a long time, ever since that night when Michelle was kissing me while Mike was fucking her. On that night, I felt every one of his thrusts into her pussy on my lips. That was the closest we’ve ever come to an actual three-some with another man. Ever since then, I’ve wondered what it would feel like to feel her lips around my cock while another man was fucking her.
I wasn’t disappointed. I could feel every one of Jacob’s thrusts transferred through Michelle’s body into her mouth. His pushing her deeper onto me and the vibration from her moans from another man fucking her was more thrilling than I can even begin to describe. I knew that there wasn’t any way I’d be able to endure the treatment I was getting for long. Michelle wasn’t sucking so much as she was simply fucking my cock with her mouth bobbing up and down in conjunction with the cock that was fucking her.
I wasn’t even able to think emotionally. The physical sensation was simply so overwhelming that nothing else was registering in my brain. I came before either Michelle or Jacob, blast after blast of my cum into Michelle’s mouth, some down her throat, some just in her mouth and dribbling out on her lips and chin. The look of her face while she was close to coming herself from the fucking she was getting, plus my cum dripping from her mouth had to be the most erotic sight I’d ever seen.
Our faces were only a few inches apart when Michelle’s orgasm finally hit her. Her face grimaced, her eyes had a glassy-looking, glazed over look, and my cum was still dripping from her mouth, her body shuddered and she started screaming unintelligible noises. Jacob came right after, pulling her hips back onto him so that he was as deep inside her as his hard cock could get and growling like a Grizzly. I couldn’t stop myself, when he began to come inside my wife, I pulled her face to mine and locked my lips onto hers so that I could feel his body shuddering through her.
Michelle and Jacob collapsed on top of me, basically making a Michelle sandwich in between me and Jacob. When Jacob was able to speak again, he said, “That was the best fuck I’ve had in my life!”
Michelle kissed me, and I tasted and swallowed some of my own cum from her lips. I was still horny and was anxious then for Jacob to leave so I could make love with my wife. He was still on top of Michelle crushing her down onto me. Although the two of them combined were heavy, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. Michelle’s legs were still spread wide and I wasn’t sure if Jacob had pulled out of her or not.
He answered the question a moment later when he climbed off the bed and started to get dressed. Michelle watched him from her perch on top of me, and when he was dressed she also got up, still completely naked, and kissed him. Before he left, she told him to wait a moment. She scurried over to the room desk, wrote something on a pad and pressed the paper in his hand. “Call me, come to Kennewick. I want to see you again.”
“Oh baby, I will!” he replied. Then they kissed one last time, long and passionately, my wife still completely naked, before he left.
My heart was thudding with sexual excitement. There was one more thing I needed to do that night. I wanted to make love with her cum filled pussy. Even though I’d just had a world-class orgasm, the eroticism of the situation had me hard all over again. We’d already done things that night that I’d only imagined before, and I wasn’t nearly ready for the night to end. The smell of sex in our room was overwhelming and I was intoxicated with it.
Michelle wanted to shower before she came back to bed with me. She’d already gone into the bathroom before I could get out that I really wanted her exactly the way she was. I told her that I couldn’t wait, that I needed her then. “Sweetheart, I’m going to be a few minutes.” She yelled back through the bathroom walls.
I resigned to my fate of waiting, disappointed because I badly wanted to slip my cock into her cum-filled pussy. While I waited, I closed my eyes and relived those exquisite moments of her lips around me while Jacob was making her come from behind. In a way I was disappointed with myself for not feeling the jealousy I used to feel. Maybe it was because I knew he didn’t mean anything to her, other than a very fun one-night-stand. That didn’t mean it wasn’t erotic as hell and I didn’t enjoy it, because I did…immensely! The look on Michelle’s face and the way her body shuddered when she came with him inside her was making sure I was hard all over again. Then I thought about their exchange when he was leaving, her invitation to come to Kennewick and I realized maybe this might turn into more than a one-night-stand. Hopefully, much more!
I continued to re-live the experience, getting harder by the instant when I finally heard the bathroom door open. There walked my exquisitely beautiful wife in a long, flowing, transparent gown with clearly nothing underneath it. She’d brushed out her hair, put on new make-up and perfume, and was simply out-of-this-world gorgeous.
“I remembered how Jacqui used to fix herself up nice for you and thought you might enjoy it tonight.” She came and climbed in bed and smiled at me. “I thought you might even like to pretend you’re with her for a little while.”
I thought briefly about our first night together, when I was bashful and scared to death. I remembered speaking the words to Jacqui, “I want to do this so bad Jacqui, but I’ve never been with anyone besides my wife.”
She was running her fingernails up and down my chest, “Maybe we need to start out a little bit slow then.” She kissed my lips very lightly. “Don’t be afraid of me, I won’t bite.” Then she giggled a little bit, kissed the tip of my nose and back to my lips a little more passionately. “It’s okay to kiss me, I don’t think Michelle will mind.”
I realized that it was Michelle that had pushed me to spend the night with Jacqui and that it was okay to kiss her, so I kissed back like Michelle had taught me over the years. Jacqui seemed to approve by the way her tongue was tickling the tip of my own. She whispered to me, “Remember that night you were so scared in the store? Your mouth on my nipple felt so good. I’d love for you to finish what you started that night.” She pushed the strap down off her shoulder baring a breast in front of me. I wrapped my lips around it sucking it into my mouth, eliciting a soft groan from Jacqui. Her hand went around my head pulling me in tighter to her, “Oh God, that feels so good!”
It felt good to me too. Her breast felt so different from Michelle’s. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked her whole breast into my mouth, caressing her nipple with my tongue. I pushed her other strap down and moved to her other breast, sucking on it just the same. Jacqui’s hands were clawing in my hair while she moaned.
“I can’t take this any longer. I need you inside me.” Jacqui rolled over on top of me and lowered her pussy down over my cock. She was slick and felt so wonderful encasing me inside her. I leaned back and wrapped my arms around her waist underneath her gown. Her skin felt so wonderfully soft as I caressed up and down her back and waist. She sat on me, grinding herself down encompassing me as deeply inside her warm sheath as she could get.
She pushed her gown up over her head, baring her breasts to me, which was more of a temptation than I could resist. I wrapped my arms around her back and sucked her breast into my mouth once again. Jacqui writhed on top of me and finally started moving up and down on me, pulling nearly all the way off, then plunging back down eliciting groans from both of us. I couldn’t believe how good she felt. She ground down onto me one more time and pulled my face to hers for a long, passionate kiss.
I knew I was nearing the end of my ability to withstand her charms, and felt my unstoppable orgasm begin to arise in my body. I gripped Jacqui’s hips and pulled her up one more time, then down hard and thrust up into her as it hit me with full force. Hers obviously hit at the same time as I felt her body shuddering and heard loud screams through my fog hazed brain. I wasn’t sure if it came from me or the woman on top of me, possibly both.
Afterward, when I was breathing hard, trying to regain a semblance of humanity, Jacqui leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I love you.” It was then that I once again realized it was my wife I’d been making love to, not the lover I’d desperately wanted to be with earlier in the day.
I smiled back at her and said out loud, “I love you too! I love you, I love you, I love you!”
Michelle lay down beside me I eased Jacqui to another part of my brain. Michelle and I snuggled our naked bodies together for the rest of the night. I was more sexually and emotionally satisfied and drained that night than I remember being for a very long time.
The next morning, we had a nearly six-hundred-mile drive so needed to leave early. Michele had found out which room Tina was in, so took her bridesmaid dress to Tina’s room and left it with her. We ate a very quick breakfast in the breakfast nook, checked out and started for home. I remembered all the details of the night before, wondering at what point in our lives it could ever be re-created. I felt totally at peace that Jacqui, my first and forever-best lover other than my wife, was happily married.
Just a little before we got to Spokane, Michelle’s phone chirped telling her she had a text. She looked at it, giggled a little, then typed out a reply. I was curious, so asked her what it was. “It was Jacob, telling me how much he enjoyed himself last night and asking about seeing me again.”
“And what did you tell him?”
“I’ll read it to you. ‘Me too, you’re wonderful. Come to Kennewick. We can spend a few days together, and all night, just the two of us.”
“Oh, so you want to exclude me now, hunh?” I jokingly told her.
She closed her eyes and laid her head back against the headrest with a big smile on her face, “You can join in the second night, but I want him to myself the first night.”
I glanced over, seeing the grin on my wife’s face. “How long do you plan to spend with your new boy-toy?”
She was squeezing her legs together like she was getting horny as hell, “Mmm, I might even drive up here and stay with him a few days. I liked him…a lot!” She went on, “Now I’m going to sleep so I can dream about him. Don’t wake me.”
Thank you so much to shywhore once again for her excellent editing assistance.
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My Wedding Day By Pink Mia Let me tell you about my wedding day. It wasn't what I would have ever, in a million years, thought would happen to me, but I suppose on my 7 year anniversary to my husband I should tell the story. My name was Allen Moorcock. Well, now it's Amy Williams. It really started the night that I broke into 1611 Evergreen Terrace. The lady that lived there was named Brenda Evens and she had been widowed for a couple of years. She was so stunning and glamorous...
I began my love of Fictionmania in the early part of the year 1998. The internet was just a baby back then, yes it was a long time ago! I am grateful for the dedicated volunteers who have kept this site alive. There was a period of time many years ago, I can't recall the year, the server crashed and we went for months without this site. Then like magic it returned and it has been here since! If I had one wish for myself, it would be this. Be reborn a female, grow up to get married to a...
CHAPTER 1: A family PROBLEM"Cecil are you really sure you're ready for the responsibility of marriage? Even though you and Cheryl have been dating since junior high, do you think she's the right girl for you?""Mom we've been through this before. I know you don't really care that much for Cheryl's family. You can't blame her for the things her two sisters have been rumoured to have done.""It's in the family blood son. That's what bothers me. I just don't want to see you hurt. I know you...
In contrast to the blockbuster revelation by Julius Stoner, over at the Finn home things were much calmer for all. The twins managed to sleep in for the first time since they were a year old giving their parents time to get the last of the hidden gift from the office, the one room in the house they had no access to. As they walked downstairs they saw more gifts out, ones that said "From Santa" causing the twins to look up at their parents in shame over making him make a second trip to...
The Curtsey Part X - The Wedding By Sissy Smith The weekend was spent getting Prissy and Pansy ready for their beauty College d?but. Jessie and Alice spent the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday prepping the two sissies. Part of the procedure was to keep them focused on the task at hand, no time to revert to boyish ways. Whenever one of them made a mistake both were reprimanded. Jessie's goals were to turn the two sissy boys into twin girls who would become one sissy girl in reality. T...
The wedding of society girl Erica Greendale to Stephen Laughton is fast approaching. In the story's prologue, however, one-time almost-lover Gavin McClain and envious Maid of Honour Helen have been plotting an evil wedding-day surpise.You are invited to celebrate the marriage of Erica Louise Greendale To Stephen Edward Laughton On Saturday 20th July 2013 At St Xavier’s Church, Islington And afterwards at Langham London Hotel RSVP ~~~~Erica Greendale woke early on the day of her wedding. She...
ReluctanceThe first Friday in April was the date set for our wedding. It was not April Fools day, although it only missed being so by one day. That it was not on that ignoble holiday did not keep me from feeling a fool as we approached that day. That's not to say that I was having second thoughts about marriage but I was having second thoughts about having such an elaborate wedding ceremony. In the first place I felt having a full six months to prepare for the wedding should have given us an...
Waking with Barb in my arms, I think to the dinner the night before. I am sure now that Barb’s ex-husband’s girl friend is named Jane Jones. I remember what she had done to my brother just two years before. He asked her to marry him and she said yes. She moved in the following week and set to making his place her home. Two weeks after she moved in, he had to call me to come get him from work for he got too sick to drive and she was not answering the phone. We arrived to find not only was she...
Straight Sex'MONEY IS NO OBJECT' ... MY BRIDAL MAKEOVER! CHAPTER 23: THE WEEK BEFORE THE WEDDING After the Hen Night, I had a nice lie in on the Sunday and then just 'slobbed' around the apartment, in a denim skirt and Tshirt, for the rest of the day, saying farewell to my bridesmaids for the time being, although I would see them again throughout the week. They were all leaving to go to the hotel which Rachael had booked for the wedding. They had their rooms booked there until the Monday after the...
Three Cases and a Wedding (An Iona Beddau Adventure) By Julie O Edited By Robert Arnold (This story includes characters from The Turbulence Series, Wild Card, Targets, Twins, and the Julieverse) Jen Stevens appears courtesy of Robert Arnold Chapter 1 "You ready?"...
Wedding Dress Surprise At last Jack's wedding dress from Ebay had arrived and he could play dressups as a bride. But when he takes a walk in the garden things take an unexpected turn - for the good. I stood there staring at the package. I had been waiting weeks for the delivery after ordering it from eBay. I had taken a chance and told them I was male, so when they made it from my measurements it would be the right shape perfectly for my body. For my measurements I had...
"Oh baby, your cock feels so nice." the blond haired eighteen-year-old girl called out as she rode up and down on the young man's cock." "I can't believe how hard it is." The dark haired teen beneath her smiled as he held onto her creamy breasts, playing with her small, pert nipples. The seventeen-year-old was stripped to his shorts, pulled down to expose his cock and balls. The girl was still wearing a blue bridesmaid's dress, hiked up to allow access to her pussy. The top of the...
Number 28 of a series of individual stories. The Wedding Anniversary by SONIA (Email [email protected] - Please send comments) Chapter 1 - The plans and a day at work My wonderful wife Sally Anne and I have had many adventures when I have dressed in lingerie or fully as a woman. I always let Sally Anne dictate how and when I dressed up. We had the next weekend planned to go away to a cottage with Kate and Karl who were our best friends, especially as Karl...
Amanda's Wedding Album Chapter 1 - The Photo Shoot Michael realized just how fortunate he was. He was one of the lucky few whose wives actually preferred them to keep their bodies hairless. She often asked him to shave his chest and legs, and he would reluctantly give in after putting up a brief fight, making it seem like it was all for her while secretly enjoying every minute of it. She had no idea that he was a closet crossdresser, and he was pretty sure that she would neither...
Kate boarded the plane heading to The Bahamas for her cousin Mara and Brad’s wedding. She had not seen either of them since her last visit to them in Miami. She was excited to see the family and celebrate their wedding.“Hi! Is anyone sitting here?” Kate looked up from her phone to see an incredibly erotic looking woman pointing at the seat next to her. She shook her head no and went back to her phone.The woman reached up to put her bag in the overhead compartment. Kate couldn’t help but look...
BisexualI hadn’t seen Linda since she and my daughter Shellie had graduated from high school over four years ago. They had been best friends but had gone to different colleges. They kept track of each other through social media, phone calls and the occasional chance meetings when they came home. I kept track of Linda for Shellie through chance meetings with her mother. Linda’s mother and I would talk when we stumbled into each other at the grocery store or post office. We'd update each other as to our...
Straight SexShe walks down aisle dripping with others men's cum. Terry (on TV) said to me, "Get me hard again, baby, I'm want to fuck you one more time before I take you to the church to marry your new husband. If you want me to fuck you one more time, all you have to do is begin sucking my cock. Don't worry if you don't want to do it, it is OK. In fact if you want to stop with just Charlie here fucking you in your asshole, drop your head close your eyes and enjoy it as he fucks you, baby. You will get the...
Lacey's Wedding Daybyrockandroller©My daughter Lacey and her fiancé had chosen a stunning mountain chalet for their wedding. The building was at the top of a hill, with a spectacular view of the valley below. Out front there was a large lawn, where the ceremony was to be held. Inside, there was a big room which was set up for the upcoming reception with formal dining tables, flowers galore, a small stage and dance floor, and a large wooden staircase for the happy couple to descend. It cost me a...
Notes: This is the revised version of my previously published story. Thanks to Mr. Ram for pointing to a mistake, just for you to know my problem, in Portuguese ladder is "escada" and stair is "escada", so you see why I do these silly mistakes once or twice. This is the first part of a two part story, but both can be read as independent stories (of course, they are more fun if read in the right sequence), this is why I marked it "finished" in the form. The second part, called "A night...
Chapter Two: Futa's First Naughty Wedding By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 “So, did it work?” Adelia asked me, leaning forward, the interviewers dark eyes so warm as they stared at me. “Did they keep you distracted?” I patted her caramel-hued thigh right above the hem of her dress, my futa-dick twitching as I remembered that wild night. “They tried. My cheer squad showed up and kept me busy for a few hours, and the president of the University of Washington demanded a nice...
(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Seven: Daughter's Incestuous Wedding By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Avalon Young – May 2056 Vanessa, my now eighteen-year-old daughter, suckled at my breast. It was just after midnight. She was now an adult. I stroked her red hair, still in a braid. I groaned at the feel of her hungry nursing, loving this. It had been so many years since I weaned her as a baby. Not it was so naughty. My milk flowed into...
We settled on 2 movies for the fall and 2 more for the first half of 1986. She worked hard on all the movies, each did well in the box office, making the studio lots of money. The standard fee that we were asking per movie was, $200,000.00, plus 1% of the net profits after expenses. I caught a lot of flack for those asking prices, but I told them take or leave it. Her star power with winning those 2 Academy Awards, was a big draw for any movie. MGM was on my case for another script. So...
It was morning back at the Red Roof Inn in Danville, Pennsylvania the day after my cousin Nick’s wedding rehearsal. Once again, I was sitting in a chair pondering my situation. Here I was back in the town where I was born for my cousin Nick’s wedding. I came here with my step-sister Marcy with whom I was living with as a couple. I had just met my sister Laura the day before. It just so happens she is the same girl Marcy and I had a threesome with and I ended up fucking in the ass. The...
THE BEST STAND AT THE WEDDING FAIR by Angela Dee North PROLOGUE "Listen, Bridie, I said I was sorry! What more can I do?" I was in the doghouse with my wife yet again. I'd completely forgotten to collect a parcel from the Post Office depot. Now it was too late. The depot had closed an hour ago, and Bridie had wanted the parcel today. "For god's sake, Terry!" she fumed. "You know perfectly well how much I needed that mannequin for the show tomorrow! It was going to be...
My daughter Lacey and her fiancé had chosen a stunning mountain chalet for their wedding. The building was at the top of a hill, with a spectacular view of the valley below. Out front there was a large lawn, where the ceremony was to be held. Inside, there was a big room which was set up for the upcoming reception with formal dining tables, flowers galore, a small stage and dance floor, and a large wooden staircase for the happy couple to descend. It cost me a fortune, but it was worth it. It...
IncestThe Wedding Party By Jeanne Darc I hadn't heard from Jake in over a year. We'd met at the software firm where I worked, and discovered a lot of common interests including the standard painful high school nerd autobiographies. I hadn't completely escaped my past - people still called me na?ve; I preferred devoid of guile. We'd been good friends, becoming best friends, when he dropped off the radar. I'd tried to contact him several times but he sent texts saying he was busy and would get i...
I hope my story will be enjoyed by the faithful readership at Fiction Mania. The genesis of this story was from many of the wedding fantasies I have thought about, some stories and captions I have read over the years. This story came to me after reading a wedding vignette from Amanda's Reading Room titled The Wedding Prank from 2018. It involves an every day guy, getting manipulated into a wedding gown unknown to him as a part of a April Fool's joke played on him by his fianc?. Of c...
‘Dulling the pre-wedding fears’ (or ‘Your wedding day can be perfect if you listen to the portents!’) by Pacifist91w Note and warning: This story is fiction, any resemblance between these characters and anyone is coincidental. This story contains an explicit lesbian scene and some mildly demeaning terms. ‘||’||’ Karmella VanWolden had done more than her share of work to ensure that her wedding plans were on track. She didn’t believe that anyone who was fair could call her a Bridezilla. She...
I was nicknamed vampirTara back when I was in high, well at first because of my pale white skin, long raven black hair and naturally long incisors (fangs), I was called "Lily Munster" with an occasional "Morticia" thrown in from someone. And it took off like a runaway freight train, when they discovered I had "Porphyria" nicknamed "The Vampire disease" and could not go out in the sunlight and with the abnormally long incisors (fangs), they had a field day. Well, most of us have a...
I was sitting in the lobby of Sea-Tac Airport, August 14th, reading my Kindle waiting for my flight to be called when this woman stumbled in front of me. “What the hell you do that for?” she yelled at me.I looked up at her, “What are you talking about. I’m just sitting here.”“You fucking well know, you tripped me!”God, I hadn’t expected to meet the Wicked Witch of the West in the airport. I looked her up and down quickly. Who knew the Wicked Witch could look like that!“Lady, you might be...
Love StoriesWhen I went to my cousin's wedding in Monterey, California stag, at the reception dinner she had me seated next to the only other male stag invitee, the photographer. He was my age and tall and we hit it off, immediately. Ken was a sports car enthusiast and he told me about the thrilling rides he took along the Pacific Coast Highway. He talked about the beautiful views at scenic lookout points along the Big Sur where he he said you could park and watch the waves pound the coast. He said it was...
CrossdressingMarcy - Priscilla's Wedding By Sissie Maid Cuckold When Pansy finally came around after his faint, he wondered what had happened. Ms. Leslie explained he had fainted right after hearing that his wife was inviting all of his family and friends to her wedding to Marcus. Pansy rubbed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. "Yes, I remember now, is she really going to do that?" "Yes my dear, but don't worry it will be good for you, everyone will know what a pathetic looser...
I'm Marsha Ferguson married to Wayne Ferguson for twenty five years. I'm now fifty he's fifty three, We have one daughter Julie, twenty three and fresh out of college. My story begins when we received an invitation to our nieces wedding, along with a picture of the bride and groom to be. My daughter was all excited and couldn't wait to go. My husband was furious and refused to attend the wedding, because the groom to be, was black. "Why, would a good looking young girl like that, want to...
While she sat at her desk and waited for the computer to come up she took the small spiral note pad she had purchased Saturday out of her purse. She still hadn't made up her mind how she wanted to record her illicit meetings. The date and number of times? Just the date and a check mark? Just a check mark on each line to represent a lover? There would be no names or descriptions; no number of stars to denote how great the time had been. She smiled as she remembered Friday night with Scott. He...
Desert Heat – Part 32 - Wedding Day Saturday, Sept. 1, 1985Like normal I woke early and tried to sneak out of bed, but before I could reach the end of the bed I heard Ginger whisper, asking me where I was going. I told her I was going to the bathroom and she told me to hurry back as she had the morning dibs on me. I smiled, did my business and hurried back. Pepper hadn’t moved or said anything I suggested to Ginger that we go to the livingroom and she thought that was a good idea. Once in...
Dear Diary, That day, my eyes were closed slightly. Lips open, welcoming his sweet mouth to kiss me. Both my arms were encircling his muscular body. We both were lying down on the long dining table naked. Both cuddled up cozily. I was literally pinching his shoulder, unable to hold myself steady from all the sex. My breasts were already loosened from all the pinching and pressing. His right hand was cupping my left boob and his left hand was holding my head in the back, pulling me closer...
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