Dan thought this was going too far. Lester was being too disrespectful. He stepped towards them, “Alright, that’s enou-” Something wet squished under his foot. Dan looked down and saw a discarded condom on the floor. While he was gone, Lester must have taken it off. Lester the bridge troll of a man from Chicago, was raw inside of his wife.
“Lester! What the fuck!” Dan said causing the couple to stop, “You took the fucking condom off!?”
“It broke,” Lester said as he slowly continued thrusting into Sarah. Her hips pushed back to meet his, “I put on another one. It’s okay.”
“I don’t fucking believe it,” Dan said, “Sarah, is he wearing one?”
“I think so,” Sarah moaned from the bed. A mess of her hair obscured her face. Lester sighed and pulled himself out of Sarah, causing her to groan in disappointment. Dan looked down and saw Lester’s bare cock covered in Sarah’s juices. A broken condom hung limply at the base of his cock.
“Shit, not again,” Lester said, pulling off the broken condom. He chucked it toward Dan. It landed at his feet. Lester quickly grabbed his suit jacket and grabbed two more condoms out. He set one down on the bed, and he ripped the other open and put it on his cock, “Happy?”
Lester had just had his bare cock inside his wife. Dan’s face felt flush with anger, but he was surprised to feel his cock was hard as a rock again. Usually, he needed minutes if not up to an hour, to recover from cumming, but here he was already hard.
Without asking for permission from Dan, Lester stepped back up behind Sarah. She reached between her legs to grab his cock and line it up with her waiting pussy. “Now, where were we?” Lester pushed back into the young wife, and she immediately moaned, “Mhmmmmmmmm.”
Dan stood there, unsure how to react. Lester had put the condom on like he asked, but he had still been naked inside of her. What if he had cum? The thought of Lester’s cum inside of his wife was too much to bear. He leaned against the wall and just watched the obscene coupling happening before his very eyes. Soon he could hear the unmistakable sound of his wife about to cum.
“Ah fuck, ah, ah, oh, oh Lester, oh, Lester, mhmmmm, Lester,” Sarah ground her ass back on Lester’s cock. Trying to take it as deeply into her as she could. This was nothing like their wedding night. After all the dancing, they had fucked quickly, and both passed out from booze and exhaustion. Dan glanced at his watch. They had been going at it for over forty minutes, and it didn’t seem like Lester intended to stop.
“Get it.” Lester gasped out. “Get it inside you.” Lester began power thrusting, punctuating each of his words with his body as he leaned forward and fucked Sarah harder than anyone had ever done before. “Get. This. Cock. All. Up. In. Side. You!” He held himself firm, entirely inside the young wife, shaking with his own pleasure and the thrusts back from her sweet pussy. Dan saw the muscles straining in his neck as the odd man exerted himself.
“Squeeze me,” Lester grunted, “Squeeze my cock. Yeah, just like that, my little bride. Keep squeezing Uncle Lester.” He groped around and hefted Sarah’s left breast, tweaking a nipple before returning his hand to her ass, caressing it lustily.
“Ah fuck, ah fuck, fuck, FUCK,” Sarah screamed, throwing her head back as she thrust her body back onto Lester’s waiting cock. Lester tried to continue thrusting into her, but her pussy held him still, not letting him move an inch. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Sarah moaned, feeling the electricity of her orgasm rock her body.
“Uhhhhhhhhh holy fuck,” Sarah grunted as her head fell back onto the bed. Lester leaned forward and grabbed a handful of her hair. He pulled he back up until she was on her hands and started to power fuck her again, pushing through her clamping pussy. He gripped her hair tightly, holding her in place. Dan watched as Sarah’s corset dangled limply off her body, her magnificent breasts jumping freely with each of Lester’s thrusts, her nipples occasionally rubbing against the bedsheet. The mermaid train of her dress was bunched up around her hips. Parts of the dress had fallen to the floor where Lester stood on it with his bare, dirty feet. Dan’s eyes were drawn to the light glimmering off Sarah’s wedding band as she scrunched the sheets with her hands.
“Tell me how good you’re getting fucked on your proper wedding night,” Lester grunted, “How’s my cock feel inside of you.”
“Uhhhh, so good.” Sarah grunted, “So fucking good. Fuck me properly, Lester. Don’t stop. Give it to me. I want it.”
“Are you glad you’re getting a redo?” Lester grunted.
“Oh yes, yes, yes Lester,” Sarah’s nails were digging into the bed as she used whatever leverage she could to push back and get more of Lester’s cock. Both of their bodies were smashing into each other with abandon until they both suddenly came to a stop.
Dan didn’t know what was happening, but something had changed between them. He was absentmindedly stroking his cock again, feeling his balls beginning to swell, “What going on?”
“The condom broke again,” Lester said. He was standing still, not moving. Sarah’s hips were gently thrusting back onto his bare cock, “Feels fucking fantastic. Did you have Sarah bare on your wedding night like this?”
Dan didn’t answer. Sarah was ovulating on the night of their wedding, and they didn’t want kids right away. He had been careful. Despite their drunken state, he had remembered to wear a condom. He didn’t need to tell Lester that.
“Sarah,” Lester breathed. “We need to stop so I can put on another condom.” Sarah didn’t move for several seconds. She kept her grip on his cock. Dan didn’t know how to react. He hated how intoxicating it felt knowing Lester’s bare cock was inside of his wife at that moment. That someone so foul and beneath him was experiencing everything she had to offer.
Finally, Sarah released her grip on Lester’s cock. Just like before, his big hairy cock was jutting out of the broken latex. Dan averted his eyes and decided to move back to his chair in the corner of the room. He needed to sit down and catch his breath. His balls felt painful, waiting for release again.
Lester ripped open the condom package and rolled it onto his cock, “Last one.” He looked at Dan to make sure he heard his announcement. He walked back to the side of the bed. Sarah was bent over, her ass hanging in the hair. Her hips were gently rocking side to side, waiting for the return of Lester’s cock. Instead of pushing himself back in, Lester moved around her and climbed into the bed. He sat himself down against the pillows and the headboard, “Come to Daddy.”
Sarah lifted her head and saw Lester sitting there waiting for her. His big cock stood upright between his fat legs. She smirked and crawled up the bed towards him, the train of her wedding dress following her. Sarah struggled to gather up enough of her wedding dress in front of her so she could mount Lester’s cock, wrapped in latex. Dan watched as his loving wife lowered herself onto Lester’s cock, her wedding dress sprawled out around her.