Today was the day. The day we’ve talked about. The day we’ve waited for. Today was the day we’ve planned for years. Our wedding day.
I stood in front of the full-sized mirror and looked myself up and down. Was this really happening? The day we had discussed for so long was about to be unlike anything we could have ever imagined. What we had originally planned was about to happen so differently. Untraditional. The anticipation of it all made me wet just thinking about it.
I ran my hands down my body as I admired how amazing it looked in my sheer white dress. My boobs were hardly contained within the dress and my nipples were already poking through. You could see everything so clearly, I might as well have not been wearing anything. My long red hair flowed down my back in perfect curls. I could hardly wait for my future husband to watch me walk down the aisle.
I could hear the music playing from my room. The best man would be walking me down the aisle. There was no family attending our wedding today. Everyone was about to have the surprise of their life. There was a light knock on my door. It was time. I opened the door and before making eye contact with me, the best man noticed my dress as his mouth dropped open. This man had wanted me for years and I knew it. Standing in front of him like this made my heart skip a beat.
We stood there for a minute staring at each other before I smiled and broke eye contact. He didn’t say a word. Instead, his piercing blue eyes went from my face to my neck and all the way down my body again. He reached out and ran his hand across my cheek and then traced my collarbone with his fingers. Just his touch made my face feel flush. I never thought a man who was thirteen years older than me could turn me on so much just by touching me. I sighed as he grabbed my hand.
He spun me around so he could get a full picture and he gasped as he noticed. “You’re not wearing any panties under that dress”, he said.
He went to speak, again, but I shoved my finger against his lips to silence him. Without thinking, my lips met his and caught him completely off guard. What he had wanted was about to happen and he didn’t even realize it. He picked me up and shoved me against the wall with such force, knocking the breath out of me. He continued kissing me as he grabbed my boobs with the hand that wasn’t holding me up. He moved down to my legs that were tightly wrapped around him and slid his hand up, grabbing my ass and squeezing.
I took a deep breath and had to stop him. “Now isn’t the time!”, I exclaimed.
He put me down and apologized. He had assumed he had gone too far and that I had stopped him because I was unsure of whether I wanted to cross that line. Unbeknownst to him, it satisfied me to tease him. It turned me on with how badly he wanted me. I loved every second of it. If only he knew it wasn’t over. He gathered himself, grabbed my hand, and led the way to the aisle.
There we stood. Everyone turned to look at me in shock. None of them could have ever imagined that I would be standing there before them damn near naked. Even the women attending couldn’t take their eyes off of me. My entire body felt like it was on fire. I could tell my nipples were hard once more. My soon to be husband looked at me like he had never done before.
As we walked down the aisle, I could hear our guests whispering. Some were still in shock and others were talking about how sexy I looked. Some were noticeably jealous, but I could tell their husbands didn’t mind, at all. Some of them were even trying to cover up the fact that their dicks were getting hard. A few were taking pictures and one even grabbed my ass as I walked by him. His wife slapped him across the face and stormed out, but he did not care to follow her. He wanted to stay.
I got to the altar and met my husband’s gaze. He eyed me up and down and I had never seen him smile the way that he was doing now. Little did he know that his wildest fantasy was about to happen. We were pronounced man and wife and as he kissed me, one of my hands went from his side to the best man’s chest. My husband continued to kiss me as his hand slowly made its way from my face to my breasts. My hand slid from the best man’s chest down to his waist and even further down to his dick. I was not surprised to find that he was already hard. I started sliding my hand up and down his cock, moaning into my husband’s lips. He stopped kissing me and turned around.
His eyes widened in shock, and he started breathing heavily. He never would have thought I would be brazen enough to do this. I kissed his neck while still rubbing the best man before shoving my husband out of the way. I moved to the best man and while undoing his pants I whispered in his ear that now was the time. The guests were going crazy. Some had their hands to their mouths in amazement. Some were clapping. Some could do nothing more than stare at what they were witnessing. Others began touching themselves.
I pushed him against the altar, pulled out his dick, and slid him into my mouth. He was taken aback at first but as I slid my lips back and forth over his rock-hard cock, he completely forgot that he was standing in front of all of these people. He grabbed my head and forced himself deeper down my throat. He started thrusting harder and harder until my eyes began to water. He pulled me up to him and shoved his tongue into my mouth. He picked me up and laid me on the table that was behind the altar. The guests moved to where they could see everything that was happening.
He made sure he laid me to where my head was off the side of the table. He ran his hands all over my body and pulled my dress up, exposing my wet pussy to the guests, before sliding his dick back into my mouth. He started fucking my mouth as he slid his fingers all over my clit before shoving them deep inside of me. My body quivered. His other hand grabbed my tits as his cock continued to hit the back of my throat. My husband, along with many of our guests, had taken out their dicks and started jacking off to the sight of this. Even some women started rubbing their pussies as they continued to watch this man abuse my mouth. He pulled my dress down over my tits so that the entire room could enjoy watching them bounce with how forceful he was being with my body.
I helped him finger fuck me. I was all over my clit as he was in and out of my hot wet pussy. I slid my fingers in with his, as deep as they could go. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and flipped me around to face him. I shoved my fingers in his mouth and started making out with him so that we could both enjoy the taste of me. He turned me around, shoved me down against the table, and started pounding me from behind. His hands gripped my waist so hard it was turning red from the pressure. I couldn’t help but moan louder and louder, both from the pleasure and the pain.
At this point, my husband walked over with his dick in his hand. He ran his other hand across the top of my tits that were slamming against the table from being fucked by his best man. My husband grabbed my hair and forced his dick into my mouth, cutting off my moaning. His best man grabbed my hands and pinned them against my back so I couldn’t resist what was being done to me.
My husband pulled his dick from my mouth and moved to the side. His hand continued to grip my hair as he pulled my head up so that I could see. Most of our guests enjoyed what was happening. Some were pleasuring themselves while the rest were fucking each other against the chairs, on the floor, and against the wall. All this did was make me wetter. Watching them all fuck each other. Watching titties bounce up and down and hearing them all moan was driving me absolutely insane.
His best man was still pounding my pussy as my husband went and grabbed someone. This guy was just as tall and strong as the best man. He grabbed me, picked me up, and slid my soaking wet pussy onto his dick. He stood there, gripping my ass in his hands, and continued to fuck me without hesitation. The best man jacked off behind us, allowing his cock to smack against my ass, as he grabbed my throat with his other hand. My husband stood there, enjoying every second of these men dominating me.
People in the audience were still fucking each other as they continued to watch us. The best man grabbed me away. He laid down on the floor and pulled me onto his cock. I could feel him throbbing inside of me and could tell he was close to cumming. He turned me around so that he could watch my ass as I slid up and down on him. The second guy walked over, ran his hand through my hair and gently pulled my mouth onto his dick. I moaned as his dick went further down my throat. His eyes rolled back as the warmth of my mouth satisfied him.
By now my husband was standing at the side of me, jacking off. Watching the guests. Watching his best man slam me harder against his body. He thrust deeper into my pussy. Watching this second man fuck my mouth. Pulling my head more forcefully against his rock-hard cock. I couldn’t stand it anymore. My body was shaking out of control as I came all over. My hot wet cum felt so good against the best man’s dick that he started to fuck me as hard as he could. My pussy was swollen and throbbing.
The guests were all getting off to this. The best man came so hard inside of me we were both leaking out everywhere. The second man thrust deeper and harder before exploding down my throat. He pulled out just in time for my husband to release his cum all over my face and tits. His best man was still rock hard inside of me as he started to rub his hands all over my boobs. Rubbing my husband’s cum all over my body.
After experiencing his wildest fantasy, my husband picked me up, his dick still hard, ripped off the rest of my dress, and carried me home to fuck me for the rest of the night.