A Wedding Day To Remember Ch. 02 free porn video

Terry lays down the law.

I could not shake that feeling that they had taken me to yet, because of either damn luck or maybe on purpose; they would not take me to that climax, that big one that I had felt building and building as they used me. They came several times, and I only had that one small climax. Needless to say, I felt that I had been cheated, not being able to achieve that climax that I had wanted and at the time felt that I needed so bad. I was glad that Sandy and Terry did not want to talk in the van; I had to sort this all out in my mind before I could say, “I do” to Peter. I kept wondering what that climax would have felt like and if Peter would be able to make me feel that way tonight on our honeymoon. Thinking about it again, I was not happy that I had to settle for my own manipulation of myself with my fingers just to get myself off. Yes, it worked (as it always does), and I did climax, but it was far from being the climax that I thought I was getting ready to have and that I knew that my mind and body honestly craved.

I was so fucking keyed up going over this in my mind over and over again on the way to the church that I felt myself fighting my own feelings, then on top of all that, knowing and feeling so damn wet between my legs did not help a bit. I’m no different that any other girl or bride, I thought of sex, but before right now it had always been with and about my boyfriend or, in this case, my husband-to-be. I really never dwelled on it like boys did; I had my moments, but today, right here, right now, my mind kept visualizing Terry and Charlie fucking me and how much I enjoyed sucking them off. When I admitted to myself that I had enjoyed sucking them off, I felt a shiver run through me as I guess I finally realized my honest feelings. Now, to top that off, I could feel and visualizes Terry’s and Charlie’s sperm slowly oozing out of me, which then made me hope that I did not stain my wedding dress. Oh no, thinking about all this was making my head spin and I am ashamed to admit it, was making me think of sex in ways that I had never thought of in the past. I could clearly smell my own breath and I could smell the sperm on it. I could only hope everyone else would not realize what that odor was and they would just think that it was bad breath. I thought it was a small price to pay to get those pictures from Terry. I also realized that I sort of had to keep kissing his ass (so to speak) until I had my hands on that envelope again. I found myself now fighting to keep my mind on Peter and my wedding day.

When we arrived at the church, the large parking lot was being filled. My father had hired valet service and there were these men hopping into a car as soon as it pulled up and emptied. They looked real classy, dressed in black pants, white shirts and red vests. It looked like Daddy hired a little army. Because I was wearing my wedding dress, I did not wish to be seen just yet, so we drove around to the back and parked. We had to walk through the courtyard to get the bride’s dressing room. As we walked up to it, I was seeing it for the first time from the courtyard, I saw that the sliding glass door and picture windows from the outside. They looked like a big mirror, I said to Sandy, “Is that the bride’s dressing room? It’s a good thing I got dressed before we got here!” Sandy said, “Yes, it is, but don’t worry. You could have run around in there naked and no one could see inside.” When we got to the church, Terry brought his camera and stuff into the bride’s room where he set two cameras up in the back in the corners out of the way. Once he started them, he told us they would record the preparation and that we better not say anything that we did not want recorded. He told us that he could edit some things out, but to be safe remind the other girls about it also. He then told us he had to run back to the studio for a few minutes but he would be back before I had to walk down the aisle because he had to film that also.

The bride’s room was set up rather nice; it was a big room with two couches, hassocks, three tables and four straight-back chairs, as well as some lounge chairs. It had everything that a waiting bride could want or need -- including a TV and VCR to help pass the time. There wasn’t much for us to do since I was already dressed, Sandy did fix my hair again; I knew I should have put more hairspray on it, but Peter likes my hair this way (long and soft). Sandy told me I don’t know how many times that she didn’t understand how I could manage to get my hair all messed up in less than an hour. I wondered what she would have said if I told her that her brother had just ****d me in his room. Well, it was ****, you know. I sure as hell did not want him or his friend to fuck me. The more I thought about it, I knew that it was a ****. Terry fucking took me against my will. Maybe I should call the police and make a report?

Sandy and the rest of my bridesmaids kept coming and going as I sat there lost in my thoughts sitting in on the couch with my feet up on one of the hassocks in front of the TV. Terry got back rather quickly and when he came into the room to set his cameras up, he handed me the envelope that he had promised. He whispered in my ear, “I trust you to keep your promise. All the pictures are here, including the ones I took an hour ago. No tricks; they are all yours. Peter will never see them unless, of course, you decide to show them to him.” He kissed me on the cheek and walked out. I looked at the clock and I still had 38 minutes to sit and wait. Sandy was popping in and out; the rest of the girls were doing the same. My parents came in and left, every one could tell that I was deep in thought. I am sure they thought it was the wedding and not what I was really thinking about. Peter’s parents came in, his mother could see I was thinking and she asked me if I was all right and I said yes, however she seemed to know something was wrong.

I was glad when she asked everyone to leave so we could talk a moment. Once the room cleared she sat down and asked, “Honey, you aren’t having second thoughts, are you?” Her question hit me hard. I was not even thinking about the wedding, I was so wrapped up in my mixed-up mind that Peter and the wedding just did not seem to rate what I was thinking about. I know that sounds crazy but now you can see just how screwed up my mind is. I told her, “Oh, no, I just need to be alone a bit. I’m fine. This is just a very big day and I am trying to just it all in. Could you ask everyone to leave me alone? I’ll come out when I am ready.” Mrs. Casey said, “You take your time, dear. Don’t worry about starting on time, in fact, it is customary for the bride to make everyone wait a bit, so you come out when you are ready.”

Peter’s mother went to the door and before she opened it she said, “Honey, the door has a lock on it. Would you like me to lock it so you can be alone, dear?” I turned, looked at her and said, “Yes, please. I won’t be long. Tell my dad it will be a little bit yet.” Mrs. Casey said, “Sure, take your time and don’t come out of here until you are ready.” She opened the door and the long hall was full of my bridesmaids and friends. Mrs. Casey locked and shut the door.

Almost instantly I heard a tapping on the sliding glass door behind me, I could see that Terry standing there holding a briefcase. I motioned for him to go away, but he kept tapping. I finally got up, unlocked the slider and said, “I want to be alone right now. Haven’t you done enough damage to me today? Can’t you just leave me alone?”

Terry pushed the slider open and stepped inside. Without a word he walked over to the VCR, opened his briefcase and pulled out a videotape, putting it in the VCR. He then said, “Come over here and watch this.” I did not move. I stood there puzzled why he thought he could just come in and tell me what to do. I did not move. He said, “Fine, then, watch from over there but if you know what is good for you, bitch, you’ll watch this fucking video that we both made or your new fucking husband is going to know what kind of a fucking slut that you are and he is marrying.” He pushed play and after a moment the TV began to show what was on his important videotape. I saw him standing (or sitting) in front of the camera and he began speak into the camera; I had a sick feeling in my stomach as he began.

He looked straight into the lens and said, “Before think that there is a way out of this, Tracy baby, let me say that there is not. You may be getting married to Peter, but from this day forward you fucking belong to me -- heart, body and soul. What you are about to see right now is an edited version of your little gang-bang less than an hour ago before we left for the church. Right now I have the master videotape and three copies made. If you do not do as you are told, trust me, Peter gets the first copy, your parents get the second one and, of course, Peter's folks get the last copy. From this moment you can never, and I mean never, say no to anything that I fucking tell you to do. And most of all, when I tell you to fuck or suck, you better give me a great acting performance like you did today. Oh, I forgot, you weren’t acting, were you? You know what I fucking mean. Don’t even think that you have a fucking choice because you don’t. Now watch the biggest whore in town fucking and sucking two men an hour before she gets married. Oh, yes, my love, you are a fucking whore. You do know what a whore is, don’t you, Tracy? It is a woman that will fuck any man with a dick, and, oh yes, you are a whore all right, and you know why I know that?

“You see, Tracy, from this moment on, you are my fucking whore; you are going to be fucking so many guys your cunt is going to be known by all the men in town as the town’s ‘cum dump.’ Yea, you heard that right baby, you are nothing more but a fucking cum dump.’ You know what that is, don’t you? Well, let me tell you, that is a place men dump their cum into. You, my dear, will be having cum placed in you in all three holes from now on from this day forward. Oh, don’t even think about trying to cancel the fucking wedding. If you do, I will still give everyone the video and your life will be ruined. Don’t even think of doing something stupid like killing yourself or I’ll get the video out for everyone in your family that you love or that loves you. You are mine, doll, and you do what the fuck I say, when I say it and you will show me that you fucking love doing whatever it is I have you do. Got that, bitch? Now watch the show.”

I looked at Terry with tears in my eyes and as I began to cry Terry said, ”What’s the matter, Tracy, did you lose your understanding of the fucking English language? Did you forget already? Get your ass over there, sit your naked ass down on the hassock and do what you’re fucking told.” I walked over in a daze, sobbing. I wanted to scream at him, but something told me not to. As I got to the hassock Terry said, “Knock that fucking crying off.” I lifted the back of my dress up and sat with my bare ass on the hassock.

The videotape went black and then it came back on again showing me as I was walking into Terry’s bedroom door. I watched as I slowly walked up to Terry and I looked into the mirror at him and said in a very sexy hot voice. “How would like your big cock sucked right now before we head over to the church just for old times sake, baby? What’s it been, Terry, two years?”

He said, “I don’t know, Tracy, I mean you’re getting married to Peter in a couple hours. You sure you want to get on your knees in your wedding dress and suck my big fat cock, Tracy? Hell, yes, I’m game if you are, hell, yeah, baby, come here and go for it.” I watched as I stood in front of him unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. I slowly knelt down and as I did I pulled his trousers and underpants down. As his dick came into view I heard myself give a slight moan.

He was half hard and he was big. I knelt there and I reached for his cock. I grabbed hold of it and with in a minute it was stiff and hard. I remembered what I thought at the time, that he was so fucking big, I had stopped my crying and I sat there sniffling as I watched. I felt mad, betrayed, hurt and a tiny bit excited watching myself like this. Remembering the mirrored glass and sliding door here at the bride’s room I realized that his closet doors must be like that, he had a camera set up behind the mirror and he videotaped everything. Then with his high-speed equipment that he always brags about he must have gone back and made the copies. I didn’t mean to but I leaned forward a little and I discovered that in doing so, my pussy that was still wet and oozing his and Charlie’s cum allowed it to move on the leather. In doing so, it sent an unwanted feeling of pleasure running through me. I heard myself moan again on the TV right before my lips stretched open and then closed around Terry’s cock. I began making love to his cock, my eyes were closed and my face while full of his cock. It clearly showed anyone that would see this video that I really loved what I was doing to Terry. No one would ever believe that I had been forced to do it and that I was only acting out the part as Terry made me.

I watched as Terry put his hands on top of my veil and he began fucking my mouth. I watched his hips moved back and forth as he was fucking my face and I kept hearing myself moaning over and over with pleasure. I watched as I brought up my other hand and grabbed his cock so I had both of them holding his big dick and held on as he pounded into my face. I heard Terry say on the TV, “Slow down, Tracy, there ain’t no hurry. Don’t worry, honey, I’ll give you my cum, slow down, Trace.” I watched him pushing my head back and when he did manage to get my mouth off of him, I just held onto his dick stroking it and trying to get him off. Terry said it again to me as he finally pushed my mouth off of him, “Slow down, Tracy. I know you love sucking cock, but not so fast baby, hell, you don’t know what the other two things I want you to do yet honey.”

I sat there on the hassock and I was shocked at what I was watching, I could see my own eyes on the video and my own lust clearly showed as I knelt there in front of him in his room on my knees stroking his big fat cock with both of my hands waiting to be told what else that he wanted me to do for him today before I took my wedding vows. I kept stroking his fat cock as I looked up at him and he was looking down at me. The video clearly showed that I was fighting to get his dick back into my mouth, that I was trying to pull him back to keep sucking him Then when I heard myself saying “Please, Terry, let me have it baby, come on, give it to me, come on, baby”

I don’t know why I was so surprised; I did not recall it happening that way at all. I looked back at it all in my mind and I still felt that I was forced to do what he wanted when the video clearly showed that I was the one to start the sex in his room and that it even looked as though I had done the forcing for sex. Terry looked like he was fighting me off.

Terry smiled and said, “God, Tracy, you are one hot horny fucking little cocksucker. I bet your little cunt is all wet right now. I bet you’re so fucking hot right now that your little panties are soaking wet. I want you to take them off and show them to me.” I watched as I stood up to reach under my full wedding dress and pulled my panties off. I stepped out of them and as I held them up to Terry I could clearly see on the TV that the crotch was wet; it clearly showed that they were soaked.

Terry brought my panties to his nose and took in a long smell of my wet crotch. He said, “Tracy, Tracy, you are so fucking wet right now I bet you are actually dripping onto the carpet. So the second thing I want you to do for me is, I do not want you to put any panties back on for the rest of the day, can you do that, my dear?”

I heard my voice and I sounded way to eager to please Terry. I could hear the excitement in my voice I said, “Sure, OK, yeah, I can do that, that’s all you want is for me to be naked under my wedding dress. What else do you want me to do for you, Terry?” “Well, baby, it has been so long since I last had you I want to be the first person that you fuck today, I’m going to fuck you with my log before we leave for the church. Would you like that, Tracy?”

Again I heard myself as I moaned on the TV and I knelt back down in front of him and literally pulled his cock into my mouth as I began to stroke him and suck him like a lollypop. Terry grabbed my head again and was holding me tight as he fucked my face again. I watched and I could tell that he was getting close to a climax even on the video. God, watching it happening all over again was getting to me. I just sat there and I can’t explain what I was feeling. I guess the best word would be “numb” yet watching myself was having an effect on me. I saw Terry’s bedroom door open and a young man came in talking.

“Terry, your sister said to tell … What the fuck, Oh man, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just bust in like this, I mean your sister said you were up here talking and I was to tell you she had to run to Wal-Mart and if she did not get back in 45 minutes you were to take the bride to the church and she would meet you both there.”

I watched as he talked and I was surprised to see that I did not struggle to pull away from Terry as I thought I had tried to do, or thought that I had. I watched as Terry kept ramming in and out my mouth as I held on tight to his dick. I had thought that he held me tight against himself by holding the back of my head and that he forced me to keep sucking him. I thought that he put both of his hands behind my head and held me tight so I could not get away and stop sucking his cock. Yet here it was, right in front of my eyes that it did not happen like that at all. I was amazed at my reaction; the video clearly showed that it was all in my mind. Terry had actually just placed his fingers on the top of my head. It looked more like he was holding on so I did not knock him over; his fingertips were just touching the top of my head. Terry said to the young man that walked in, “Come in here, Charlie. How would you like a blowjob, Tracy here loves sucking guys hard cocks, shit, she is the hottest cocksucker in town. This bitch has a mouth that love the taste of cum. and is hotter than a fucking firecracker.” I then heard myself moan loud on the TV and I moaned right after that, as he talked to his friend Charlie, then I heard him say to him on the TV, “I bet if you ask her, she would tell you just how much she would love to suck you dick, now wouldn’t you, Tracy?” I never stopped sucking Terry I just stroked him and made my sexy moaning sounds, he then said, “Tell you what, Tracy, lets do this, lets have a cocksucking contest and see who you can get off first. The loser fucks you in your ass. How’s that sound to you, Charlie? Want to have a cocksucking contest, the first one to come loses and the winner fucks Tracy here in her ass?” Charlie said, “Fuck, yeah, lets do it,” as he closed the door and walked up to us undoing his pants and dropping them showing me his hard-on. I watched myself pull back from Terry’s cock and I said, “Yeah, lets do it.” I then turned my head back to Terry and went after him like a woman possessed. Terry told Charlie to move a little so they both could watch me work through the mirror. I now understood why he said that because it was obvious he had a camera filming us through the mirror.

Terry told Charlie to get behind me and pull my ass up and to finger-fuck me. I heard that and I looked at myself looking into the mirror. I watched on the TV as Charlie lifted the back of my full wedding dress and placed it on the small of my back I could see my white stockings and my white flower garters that I was to throw at the reception. I watched as he brought his hand up between my legs and his fingers touched me. I could almost feel his fingers again as I watched him finger-fucking me

I heard Charlie say as I moaned at his touch, “Jesus, she is so fucking wet. I think she peed herself.” Terry kept pumping in my face as he said, “No, she just gets that way when she is hot wanting cock. You love cock, don’t you, Tracy?” I watched and waited for my response, I pulled back from Terry’s cock and I said in a hot and as nasty voice, “Yes, I love cock, I love big fat cocks.” I said that and went back to sucking Terry’s fat cock. Then Terry said, “When you walk down the aisle this afternoon, Tracy, you will be thinking about my cock in your mouth won’t you sweetheart?” I saw myself pull back from his cock and looking up at him I said, “You know I will Terry, you know I will.”

I was mesmerized sitting there on the hassock like that, watching myself dive back for his cock to suck and get him off. He then said “I bet while you are walking down that isle you will be remembering how Charlie and I both fucked you and how much you wanted us to fuck you, won’t you, bitch?” I sat there watching and waiting for my answer. Again I pulled back and I said, “Yes, yes, Goddammit, yes, now stop talking and come for me, come for me, baby.” I felt Charlie fingering me and I could tell that it was driving me crazy. I was lost to both of them, I was telling them with my mouth and my body that I wanted sex right then in the worst way.

I watched as Charlie kept finger fucking me but he was changing position and he moved in between my wide-open legs aiming his cock into me. I closed my eyes for a moment recalling the feeling of his cock sliding into my pussy. I opened my eyes them as I heard Terry say softly as he kept fucking into my fist and face, “That’s it, Tracy, that’s it, yeah, suck it, baby. Yeah, Charlie, that’s it, yeah, put it in her, fuck her, Charlie.” I gave out a very loud, very hot, very horny moan and I told both of them that I loved his cock in me as I sucked on the other.

Terry said, “I’m coming, Tracy, here it comes, baby, take it honey, take all of it.” I sat there in front of the TV and my groin, my pussy, my fucking cunt ached, I was so turned on watching this all over again I could not believe my eyes. I watched as Terry came in my mouth and I watched as I let go of his cock with my two hands and that reached up with both of them and I watched as I wrapped both arms around his ass pulling him tight into myself while he had his hands behind my head holding me tight. It seemed like we stayed like that for a long time, I did not remember it happening that way, but it did. As I sat there watching myself, I realized that I was moving my hips back and forth sitting there with the leather between my crack. I felt so sexually turned on I knew I had to do something or I would just scream. I lifted the front of my dress up and bunched it up in front of me with my left arm and, using my free right hand, I found the center of my need and masturbated like crazy, hoping no one would try to open the locked door. I was so focused on the TV and my own sexual hunger that I had forgotten all about Terry being in the room with me. All that I could think of was, I had to get off, that I needed a climax right now.

I sat there with my hand between my legs and I focused my attention on the lewd action on the TV. I watched as Terry pulled out of my mouth and I dropped my face to the floor. I had my eyes open and there was pure lust and bliss all over my face. Terry said, “Charlie, you got to feel her mouth, come around here and let her suck you off while I fuck her.” I watched as Charlie pulled back and I could see the need in my eyes as I shouted at him. “NO, don’t stop, don’t stop, fuck me, fuck me.” Terry then said, “I want to watch you suck him off, Tracy. Suck the k** off, come on, honey, you know you want to, you can play with yourself the way you like to as you suck him, baby.” I saw my eyes light up as I pushed myself up front of Charlie as he came in front of me and I sucked him into my mouth. Once he was in my mouth I wrapped my arms around him and held on to his ass as he fucked my mouth. I then watched as I began working my head, bobbing it back and forth, working his dick like my face was a milking machine. I watched as I knelt there on the floor and letting go of Charlie with my right hand I reached back and began working my clit and my hole. I sat there masturbating like a crazy woman watching myself being fucked in my face masturbating.

I was fixed on the TV as I watched myself work my own crotch with my eyes closed fucking Charlie’s dick with my mouth. The more I sucked him the more I rubbed myself the more I rubbed myself the harder I sucked him. I saw Terry standing there with his huge cock in his fist slowly stroking it and making it hard again. I watched as he knelt down behind me and aimed his cock in me. I worked two fingers into my hole sitting on the edge of the hassock trying to re-live that moment but my two fingers just were not enough. I had to put one more finger inside. I sat there with my legs wide apart as I watched Terry’s cock disappear completely from view on the TV. I could hear myself moaning and moaning as he fucked me

I watched as I completely lost it on the TV I watched as I brought my right hand and arm back up and wrapped them around Charlie as he kept fucking my face I watched him come and I kept hold of him. I watched as I sucked and sucked every drop of sperm from his balls. Watching the video I could see him pushing my head back as he tried to get free from me and when he did manage to break free it came with a very loud popping sound as his cock broke suction with my mouth and lips.

When Charlie broke free, I just I dropped my face to the floor leaving my ass in the air for Terry to keep fucking me. I just lay there moaning and moaning as he kept giving me his meat.

I had my three fingers fucking myself and I was moaning with pleasure, I had forgotten all about Terry being in the room until he came over to me and said softly in my ear, “Sandy said you have 15 minutes. I think that’s enough time for me to fill that hole of yours again, don’t you Tracy? You can’t be dripping my cum out of you if I don’t put some more inside, you know.”

All of a sudden I realized what was going on and how I got to this point. Yes, I was turned on but I sure as hell did not want to fuck that son of a bitch Terry. I knew that I did not have a choice, that he was going to fuck me and I could not do anything whatsoever to stop him. I did not want to look at him so I said, “Do it from behind. Do me from behind and make sure you don’t mess up the dress.” I pulled my fingers out and I stood up. I did not want to take a chance of messing up my dress, so, seeing the couch behind me between the sliding glass door and the TV, I walked around the couch and leaned forward trying to reach behind myself and pull the back of my dress up. Terry moved in behind me and finished lifting up the back of my dress. When he flung it up, it covered me so much that I had to reach up and move it a little to finish watching the videotape of Terry and myself. Using his feet, Terry kicked my legs wide open, I felt his lovely fat cock touch me and then I felt it slide inside, filling me and making my head spin.

Terry began pumping in and out slowly at first, then he began to pick up speed. It wasn’t long before he had stirred that feeling and desire for that climax that I was cheated out of. Terry picked up speed and I knew that it would not be long before I would get there. I felt him grab hold of my hips and then cram his cock as far in me as he could. He did it again -- he came before I did and again I was cheated from having that huge climax that was just beyond my reach. Terry pulled his log out of me and then said, “Stay just like that. Charlie is here and he gets another turn. Don’t fucking move.” I heard the sliding glass door open and I heard Terry say, “Hurry, get your ass in here. Don’t say a fucking word and fuck the bitch.” I should have screamed, I should have cried, I should have done something but I didn’t. I just lifted my eyes up to see the TV and I kept watching Terry on the video make me crazy with his cock.

I then felt Charlie get behind me and insert himself inside of me, only this time he felt smaller. It still felt wonderful, being fucked like this while watching him fucking me on the TV. He was like a fucking rabbit; he fucked me so hard that the couch shook. I felt him ejaculate and he pulled out. Terry said to me, “Don’t move, stay like that.” I then felt him re-enter me and this time Terry felt a little bigger. It was feeling so good I just closed my eyes and listened to the TV as he kept fucking me. He came again, and he pulled out just as I was going to climax. I felt him re-entered me only this time he felt more like himself, nice and big and nice and fat. I had finally reached it and this time I came, I closed my eyes so tight that I saw stars, felt the hardest, the best and the longest climax of my whole life. The way he kept fucking me made me feel that my climax would never end.

I heard the TV louder as Terry asked me, “When your new husband is fucking you tonight on your honeymoon, while he has his small dick in you, will you be thinking of him and his small dick or will you have your eyes closed fantasizing that it is me with my big fat cock fucking you tonight?” I kept my eyes closed as I kept climaxing. I already knew what I had told him; I heard my voice say, ““You, you know that I’ll be thinking of you and your lovely big fat cock fucking me, I love your cock, baby, now fuck me with it, baby, fuck me and make me come, please make me come, Terry, make me come, baby.”

I heard Terry grunt on the TV at the same time I heard him breathing hard and loud fucking me like crazy as he was beginning his climax one more time. All over again. I felt him pull out of me, I started to move to get up when he said “just one more time Tracy, one more time, want me to fuck you one more time before you walk down the isle honey?” I had my eyes closed and I managed to say softly “yes, just one more time.” I could feel the slimy sperm coming out of my hole and running down my inner thighs. I felt him move in again behind me, he was lots smaller this time I figured it was because he just came again for the fourth time, his dick just did not have time to get hard and big again. He gripped my sides and fucked me like crazy. He came again and pulled out. I started to move again but Terry said, “Wait a minute. You got one more fucking coming. Hold on to your teeth; this one is really big.”

I don’t know what or how he managed to do it but this time his cock felt even bigger than before. He slid into me and as he fucked me I could hear the nasty sound that my pussy was making and all the squishing as his monster cock would fill me and then he would pull back until his fat cock was completely out then he would shove it back in all the way to the bottom of my hole. I kept moaning and moaning, as I could not stop my climax even if I wanted to and right now I sure as hell didn’t want to.

He finally picked up speed and the faster he went the harder he drove his cock into me. Soon he was like a piston ramming in and out of me. I could hardly breathe as he fucked me. I felt him flexing his body against my asscheeks. I knew that he was coming. He came and pulled out of me. I heard Terry ask, “Is that all of them, Pete? Any others want a piece of the bride?” I was still dazed from my climax, but somehow what he said made sense. I mean, how could one man have a dick that would one minute be small and hard, skinny and hard, short and fat, long and fat or be so big that it felt like a horse fucking me?

Again I started to move to get up when Terry said, “You are so full of cum, baby, it is running down your legs. Let me get something to wipe it up with. Stay just like that so nothing gets on your wedding dress.” I heard the TV again as I came back down to earth. It was Terry’s voice (on the TV) as he said, “Hey, Charlie, no need to jack off. Come over here and fuck the bitch. You do want him to fuck you, don’t you, Tracy?” I heard myself say in my soft voice, “Yes, oh yes, please do it, I want to come.” I looked up at the TV to see Terry move away from behind me. I watched as Terry spit on his fingers then place them behind me. I watched as he slowly began to slide first one finger inside my ass and then soon another. I watched as he worked my asshole and then he began working my pussy. I watch amazed as I saw him work one, then two and finally three into my asshole, finger-fucking it faster and faster. I was amazed as I watched myself pushing back against his fingers in my pussy and my ass trying to get them in deeper inside of me. I watched as he pulled his fingers from both holes. I saw myself turn my head, open my eyes and look into the mirror as Charlie moved in with his stiff dick and he began shoving his cock into my asshole.

I heard myself give out a long low moan of pleasure as Charlie buried his dick in me and began to fuck me. I watched as Terry moved around in front of me again and pulled my shoulders up bringing me off of the floor so I could suck him again. While I was watching all this on the TV, I felt someone behind me again and I felt fingers begin to work into my asshole just as Terry had done working in a finger at a time, just like he did it to me on the video. On the TV, I was being fucked in my ass with Terry’s half hard cock in front of my face.