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Subject: The Slut Bride By Crass (chapters 1 & 2)
Date: Sat, 1 Mar 1997 13:58:53 -0500
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(Fiance, gang, interracial, voyeur)
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Slut Bride Chapter 1
(Some kinda gang bang shit, ya know?)
By Crass
I had fallen in love with her the first time I saw her. The encounter
wasn't anything special, she had been working at a gas station where I decided
to fill up. It was just the way she moved, gracefully, the light in her eyes
that betrayed her mischievous nature and glinted with a constant laughter. Her
hand was so soft when I brushed to take my change I wondered if she wasn't just
some dream I might be having. I don't remember what I said, I'm rather shy and
was awestruck by her natural beauty, but I doubt it made any positive
impression. Indeed, it took me an entire year to work up the nerve to ask her
out.
It was the day after new years. I had spent the holidays alone and had
resolved not to spend another day without making my move. It took me a while,
I drove around the neighborhood and by the gas station for about 6 hours before
I finally worked up the nerve to go inside and ask her out.
I was shaking, and trying to be cool at the same time. I had the feeling
she knew what was coming, and if that was the case it didn't look encouraging.
Every time I moved near her, she would think of something else to be done and
moved off, keeping up a light, friendly conversation with no substance at all.
Finally I just blurted it out.
"So, would you wanna go out sometime? Go see a movie or something lame
like that?" Hardly suave, and the tremor in my voice probably wasn't that
attractive either.
The look on her face gave me my answer. It looked like she was really
concentrating on her answer, obviously trying not to hurt my feelings.
"Well...... I'm kinda seeing someone right now. It's nothing serious, I
don't even know why I'm going with him. I already know it's not going to be
anything long term. But I'm not really ready to go out with anyone at all. I
don't think it would be a good idea. I just broke up with a guy recently and
I'm still trying to sort out my feelings. Sorry." The last word was said so
sweetly and so sincerely, I understood immediately.
As I nodded silently and thought of something witty to say on my way out,
she gave me some parting hope, faint but I was a drowning man looking for
something to keep me afloat. "Maybe some other time...."
I nodded again and left, smiling ruefully and hoping I looked like it
didn't effect me too much.
After that I stayed away from the gas station for the long long time that
one week is. The longest I'd stayed away voluntarily for that whole year. But
I had to go back. She acted like nothing had happened so I let it drop. Later
that night I drove back to talk somemore. It was dark outside they obviously
couldn't see through the windows which would reflect the light from inside, so
I avoided the embarrassment of the scene. There she was, in the store with two
guys I'd seen hanging around the place too. One was in front of her, his lips
locked on hers, both their eyes were closed, kissing. The other was laughing
and feeling her ass. Watching the two grope and fondle her briefly I decided
that she didn't look too emotionally confused to me, and I took off before they
noticed me, sporting a raging hard on.
After that I couldn't get the scene out of my mind for a long while. I
felt extremely jealous, but also turned on. I would think of her all day and
dreamt of her at night. Her long blonde hair that usually splayed over her
chest reaching the point where I imagined her nipples were. Her beutiful face
with the red painted lips. Her light blue eyes, her small, but I imagined
perky, breasts. And that fantastic round ass of hers. I couldn't stop
fantasizing about her.
It went on like that for a couple of months, I never saw those two guys
again, but I'd seen her at the Seven Eleven with a couple of others on some
occasions. She would usually wear her a leather jacket with an elaborate
pattern and a pair of very tight jeans which showed off her gorgeous ass. On
those occasions I could also see her black lace bra when she would wear her
blouse with the top few buttons undone. She sure knew how to package her 5'6"
120 pound body. I always felt a burning envy on those occasions.
Soon when I noticed that she had been alone for a while again I asked her
out once more. I was turned down again, but I began to keep at it. Every
couple of months or weeks I'd ask her out, always with the same glib, "Maybe
another time..." for an answer. That went on for a year. Finally she said
yes.
We went out for about 2 years, we were both in our early twenties when we
simultaneously returned to school. She was studying Political Science while I
was still confused about my major, but seemed to be following history. My
friends were rather surprised when they found out I had been going out with
this beautiful girl for quite some time. I had purposely kept them in the
dark, mainly because I didn't really like my friends, and because of a couple
of them in particular. They had very superior attitudes, they both had
girlfriends, but usually spent their weeknights in bars picking up other girls
and taking them back to their apartments on the sly. Once they found out they
would hit on her when we were together and constantly make jokes at my expense.
Like I said, I didn't really like my friends. When they were alone everything
was cool, but get them together and they became a hellish combination.
Louise would often stick up for me, I usually stuck up for myself. I'm
not a small guy, about 5'10" and weigh about 120 pounds (I do work out), but
what the hell, they're my friends and I've never been much of a fighter. When
we were with them she would often get upset, but still kept trying to get them
to like her. The problem being that her rejecting their advances had made them
decide that she was some kinda bitch tease, not worth their time and definately
not good enough for them. I didn't really give a shit. I wasn't spending much
time with them anyway.
School was going great, once I got in the habit, and my relationship with
louise was rolling along wonderfully. We hadn't been having sex, she insisted
that she was a virgin and saving herself for marriage. I wasn't sure if I
believed her or not, but I wanted to. We soon got engaged and planned the
wedding for the next summer.
That fall during our engagement also turned out to be a turning point in
my relationship with my friends, or so I thought. We had all gone to a bar to
celebrate Halloween. I went as the invisible man, all wrapped in white
bandages and wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, Louise was a fairy of some
sort. I loved her costume, she wore a sheer white teddy with a pair of fake
ass wings attached to the back and a pair of white thigh high stockings with
the, seam running down the back, held by straps on the teddy. A pair of white
high heel shoes, sheer white gloves, and a small wand covered in sparkles
completed the outfit. I thought she looked more like a whore, but I wasn't
complaining. Neither were the bouncers.
My friends all showed up, and brought a few of their own friends I had
only met on occasion before. None of them were in costume, and they constantly
ridiculed mine while praising Louise's. She was very flattered. I thought some
of the friends they had brought along were getting out of hand, but Louise said
she didn't mind. One of them, a guy named Ray, was constantly hitting on her.
She would giggle and tease him, often showing the diamond engagement ring on
her hand under the sheer gloves. She was acting very provactively. Bending,
twisting and struting her barely concealed assets all over the bar. Once I saw
Ray at the bar with Louise. His hand pressed into the small of her back as he
walked up, an obvious black presence on the white material which seemed to glow
under the lighting in the bar. It snaked his way down to her ass, and he
crooked a couple of fingers into the gap between her legs as whispered
something into her ear. I expected a big scene, but the responce was calm. She
jutted her ass out, turned and lightly tapped him on the cheek, mocking a slap.
She laughed and returned to our table with the drinks, swaying her ass as much
as possible. When I mentioned it, she shrugged it off saying it was just the
party atmosphere. Still, I felt uncomfortable with it. Ray had maintained a
mild hostile tone where I was concerned, often making comments about me being a
white boy, while his other black friends sneered. I shrugged it off. I didn't
want to spoil the evening.
Things lightened up after that. The guys all started buying me drinks
and I soon got shitfaced. The party had mostly moved to another table by the
time I was throwing up for the first time, leaving me alone with Louise at
ours. In fact, she probably spent more time at the other table, leaving me
alone and drunk.
When I came back from the washroom, after throwing up for the second
time, almost everyone in our little group was gone. Only Davids younger
brother had stayed behind. David was one of the two who led the real playboy
kind of life. He explained that Louise had gotten sick and they had all left.
Most of them went home while some of the others went in Louise's car, which
David drove since Louise had been rather drunk. Robert explained that he would
give me a ride when I was ready to leave. Broke and without anyone else it
would have been boring, so we left. I stayed at Roger's that night. On his
couch trying to jerk off quietly, such was the effect that Louise's costume had
had on me. David never came home that night, he and Roger shared an apartment.
The rest of the year went well, David, Roger and Nathan all hung around
more often, often taking me and Louise out, and Ray was usually around too. He
seemed to lighten up a bit, but there was still a bit of the racial bias
happening. I tried not to let it effect me, and I really didn't understand it
since he only seemed to ever go out with white chicks. I had to admit, he got
the best. We all became quite close, and they would even go out with Louise
alone when I was studying. She seemed happy that they seemed to like her now.
Our wedding day was a strange event for me. The ceremony went off
without a hitch, and now that I think about it, I do remember her walking kind
of strangely, and figeting at the alter. She seemed flushed and wouldn't look
at me too much. I thought she was a little nervous in front of our assembled
families and friends. The kiss was kinda fast. I opened my mouth, expecting a
big production, but she didn't. I didn't care. It was over, and we went to
our hotel room to wait for the reception that night. She seemed ill, and was
rather quiet, we didn't do anything but watch some television. I kept
switching to the porno channel, but she would act disgusted and turn it off.
When we finally left for the reception, she seemed relieved.
The reception was a strange affair. It was average as they go, and was
pretty unremarkable. When we opened our gifts, it got a little weirder, though
I didn't really think it was anything at the time. While everyone was giving
us practical gifts, my friends all gave me a pair of videocassettes. I thought
they were being cheap. Louise nearly freaked when she saw them. She stared at
the group of friends hard and turned a deep crimson. In the limo on the way
back to the hotel, she demanded we throw the cheap gift away in protest. I
thought that was a dumb idea and held on to them, despite her protests. At the
hotel, Louise became more ill, running to the washroom and throwing up. When I
asked what was wrong, she said she must have eaten some bad food.
When she came into the washroom, she looked like hell. She was still
beautiful, as any bride is, but her expression looked pained. She tried to
initiate the evenings sex, but her vomitous breath and strange behaviour had
turned me off. I suggested we view the tapes on the VCR combination
television. She moved quickly to block me and grab the tape, but I kept it
away. I thought she was being playful. After some arguing she ran to the
washroom and locked the door. I put in the tape and watched. I was shocked.
The screen flickered to life immediately, and the picture showed only a
bedroom I recognized as Rays, having been there once. The camera was on the
bed, but no one was visible. Voices could be heard in the background.
"Get on the bed and crawl around." From the deep bass, it had to be Ray.
General laughter went up and a little cheering from some people in the
background. It sounded like a fair sized gathering. I thought it would be
some chick on the bed that the guys had picked up. Suddenly there was Louise,
in her Halloween costume, kneeling on the bed and rubbing herself. She giggled
and smiled wickedly at the camera as she played with her body, licking her lips
and often brushing her hair with her hand.
"Like this," she asked with a grin. From off camera a black hand snaked
in and rubbed her ass. She opened her mouth, rolling her tongue around as she
pushed her ass back to meet it. Another hand, again black, appeared on the
other side and began to fondle her breasts. She laughed exultantly and moved
around seductively, spreading her legs far apart and pushing a hand to her
crotch to rub herself. The sheer teddy was wet down there.
"Yeah, bitch, like that. You act like this for Darren?" I haven't
explained that yet, but I'm Darren.
Louise shook her head. "No way. He thinks I'm a virgin and we don't do
this kind of thing." She laughed lightly, "He thinks I'm a good girl."
That impression was shattered as I watched her masturbate herself while
being groped by my friends on video. She shut her eyes and assumed a very
intense look on her face.
"Damn, baby. What's the rush? We got all night." Again, general
laughter from the audience. Her eyes flashed open and she smiled at the
camera. Suddenly her eyes grew wide, and she tried to retreat on the bed,
moving back to the headboard and shaking her head.
"Fuck off!" She didn't usually swear either.
People laughed and the two people groping her moved to take hold her arms
to keep her on the bed.
"Shit! You assholes, that's my bed!!" Ray sounded annoyed.
"No way! Come on! I already said you guys could fuck me, didn't I?"
Louise pleaded.
Suddenly a stream of water began to hit her. She writhed against the
grips of her two captors, but couldn't get out of the stream of water. She
gasped, and I guessed it must have been ice cold. Considering the time of year
the video was made, and the size of the stream, I guessed it was from a garden
hose. In late October, it should have been frozen.
The water splashing and soaking her caused the already sheer teddy to
become transparent. They carefully avoided her face though, and most of her
hair escaped the soaking, as did her make up. Her lithe sexy body was now
completely revealed to the camera. Her nipples began to grow as I watched.
I'd never known how big her nipples could get when they became fully
erect. The stood out about three quarters of an inch a full by the time they
stopped growing. She cursed about the cold, but soon laughed with the crowd.
On either side, the hands released her arms and they began to play with her
nipples. She loosened up again and got back in the mood quickly.
At that point Ray handed off control of the camera, and the new
controller backed off, giving a wider view of the scene. I now recognized two
of Rays friends beside the bed, and the camera panned back and forth between
Ray and Louise. There was some serious sexual dynamic between the two of them.
They stared hard into one anothers eyes as Ray began to undress. Louise watched
and helped the boys play with her nipples and pussy.
I noticed for the first time now that as I watched the screen I had a
huge throbbing erection, and a load of bile in my throat about to explode.
Still, I sat transfixed.
As Ray's pants came down he stood erect, his white boxers hung loose
around him, but I could make out the form of his penis in the fabric. It hung
low, and a bit of the head could be seen dangling at the hem of the shorts.
Louise tore her eyes from his briefly and looked at his crotch, and gasped. Her
mouth hung open, and her tongue flicked at her lips. She swollowed hard and
looked up more submissively at Ray. He walked over to the bed and stood at her
side.
"Take 'em off." He ordered softly.
She looked at his crotch. "Huh?"
"Take 'em off, now. I'm gonna fuck that tight little pussy of yours."
She looked up at him, and nodded. Her small hands moved to the waist of
his shorts and began to push down slowly. Inch by inch of his massive cock was
revealed as she removed the garment. Soon the whole thing was revealed,
hanging at almost ten inches still limp. She bent over and kissed the dark
cock as she slipped the shorts down around his ankles, and he stepped out of
them.
"Suck it bitch." He said.
She obeyed immediately, getting on all fours. She propped herself up
with one arm, as the other moved to hold the cock. Behind her one of the guys
pushed the fabric covering her pussy to the side, and slipped a finer in. The
other guy pushed a finger into her ass.
Her hand brought the massive pole to her smallish mouth, and she
stretched her mouth open to take it. Sliding in through her lips, it soon came
to a halt, just past the head. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she stroked the
cock with one hand.
"You're tongues getting in the way, bitch. Move it."
She opened an eye, and looked up. Her head shook with the cock in her
mouth.
His responce was to grab her head on either side, and he pushed with his
hips against her face. The cameras mic could pick up the sound of her nose
snorting.
Ray grinned wickedly, moved his hips back as if to pull out, then quickly
thrust his hips forward. Another couple inches pushed in, and Louise started
to gag, unable to breathe through the cock in her throat.
"Just like that honey. Just learn to breathe with my stroke and you'll
do fine." He said in a gentle voice.
The crowd cheered him on as he began to stroke in and out of her mouth,
face fucking my girlfriend, now my wife. The diamond ring could be seen on her
finger as the hand held the cock at its base. Soon they had a good rhythm
going and she started to buck her hips back against the fingers in her pussy
and ass. Ray soon got hard from this treatment, and pulled out.
"I want to fuck you now honey. I wanna stretch that pussy." He laughed.
Again with the cheering.
She kneeled on the bed, tossing her hair behind her as she began to
remove the soaked teddy from her body. Ray shook his head.
"Not like that, honey. I'll do it."
His hands seized the teddy by the chest, and he tore it open. It ripped
easily, being a weak fabric, but he wasn't satisfied. He took his time to tear
small pieces off of her body, while she twisted to expose herself to the
camera. Soon she was naked, sitting amid the pieces of her shredded teddy. She
merely looked at him submissively, and layed back on the bed, and spread her
stockinged legs, the high heels still on her feet as they hung in the air.
"That's a good little slut."
He crawled over her and assumed the missionary position, his cock poised
at the opening of her pussy. Her eyes shot open as she remembered something.
"The condoms I bought on the way over here..."
"A waste of money honey. I don't fuck with a rubber."
Shouts of agreement came from the background.
"But... I might get pregnant...." She pleaded.
"Let your boyfriend worry about that. Not my problem." He chuckled.
With that he pushed the head of his cock into her wet pusssy.
"Damn bitch! You ARE tight!"
She groaned a reply and jammed her eyes shut, trying to spread her legs
further. His hand pushed at her knees, and he turned to look at the camera. He
winked.
Suddenly he thrust as hard as he could into her pussy. She screamed, a
tear rolling down the side of her face. His cock was now burried almost
halfway. "I thought you said you weren't a virgin," He taunted. He pulled his
cock out and streaks of blood could be seen smeared on it.
"I'm not," she sobbed.
He looked down at her more sympathetically, and wiped the tear.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked.
She looked up and shook her head. "No! I want you..."
He smiled. "Good, I wouldn't have anyway." More laughter.
Once again he thrust into her, burrying almost another inch. Louise
grunted and gritted her teeth, but still thrust up against him. He continued
to pound away at her tightness for a few more minutes, and soon she loosened
up. He was pounding away more easily now, and her expression eased. She ran
her hands over his muscular chest and looked up into his face. He smiled
gently down at her as she began to once again show more lust. He leaned down
and pushed his tongue into her mouth as he fucked her tight snatch.
As the two of them fucked away on the soaked bed, I could see off to the
other side of the screen Nathan approaching with a slender white rod. It was
narrower at one end and rounded, but it was still quite slender. I thought it
looked like a dildo, but smaller. My question was answered as he leaned over
and pushed it into her ass. It slid in easily. She gasped, and smiled as it
entered her.
"Fuck me harder!" she panted.
Ray, eyes shut tight, smiled and began to pound away at her with a
vengence. He fucked her with long, rapid strokes, burying his cock all the way
to his sack with each stroke. She met each stroke by bucking her hips up
higher off the bed. Soon Ray announced he was going to cum.
"Oh shit!"
He pulled out of Louise's pussy, and moved to kneel over her face. The
camera man moved to show Louis's pussy still gaping open after Ray took his
cock out, then zoomed in on her face as his spunk began to spray. It shot onto
her cheek, some hitting her eyelid, some hitting her forehead, some going into
her hair, and finally, some drooling out into her mouth.
I have to say, she looked fantastic. Her diamond earings and her light
blue eyes seemed to sparkle even more with the cum on her face. Her red lips
and tongue cleaned off his dick as she smiled up at him, looking for approval.
"You did good." He turned to the others, "Your turn."
Louise kneeled as Ray climbed off the bed to go to the washroom. Suddenly
there were nearly a dozen people stripping, and I could hear the camera man
begging for someone to take the camera so he could get his shot. No one took
him up on it, and soon the first guy was on the bed, one of the white guys.
His dick was alot smaller, and as he crawled up behind her, he pushed it into
her pussy. A look of disappointment crossed her face.
"Is that all you've got?" She mocked.
The guy looked stunned. Then another black guy crawled in front of her,
showing his ten inch hard penis. She smiled, and glanced back at the guy
behind her.
"Make way for a real man, son." She mocked.
Ray laughed as he returned from the washroom and took the camera from the
overexcited cameraman. The white guy pulled out and moved back, and the black
guy layed down, motioning for Louise to straddle him. She did. She sat on the
cock effortlessly, sinking to allow the whole thing in at once. A look of pure
pleasure crossed her face and she began to rise and fall, fucking herself with
the big cock. The black guy pulled her down and began sucking her small tits
and nibbling her erect nipples. The white guy smiled at the camera then
crawled up from behind. He pulled the small white dildo from her ass and
plunged his dick in, in its place. Louise squealed with delight.
The three of them found a rhythm. The guy in her ass plunged in as the
guy in her pussy thrust up, fucking her simultaneously. She swore profusely,
loving every minute of it. I took my cock out and began to stroke not
believing I'd married the slut in the film.
They weren't alone for long. A fourth moved in and put his dick at her
lips, which she parted and began to suck. I watched as three guys fucked her
at once, rapidly and mercilessly.
She pulled her face from the cock and shrieked as she came. She began
twitching, and shaking, making low guttaral sounds. They didn't relent though,
the guys in her pussy and ass actually increased their tempo. The guy who had
been in her mouth was jerking himself off, and soon stiffened. Grabbing her
chin, he lifted it to his cock as he spurt more cum onto her face. Her eyes
opened slowly and a smile appeared as her tongue darted out to catch the
remaining spurts. The guy fell back, and watched as she continued to get
fucked.
She wasn't out of it for long. Soon she was back to bucking against the
two guys smiling wickedly at the camera. The white guy behind her pulled out
without any advanced warning and began to come on her back, and ass. Not too
long afterward the black guy grunted, grinned and pushed her back. Rising up he
aimed at her tits and began to cum on her chest. Squirt after squirt shot out,
covering her chest in cum. It ran down to her stomach, and she began to play
with it with her hands. After rubbing it all over herself, she licked her
hands clean.
Many of the guys who had to wait, weren't up to the challenge, and had
been jerking themselves off. One by one they began to lose control. Some of
them would cum on Louise, who was stretched out on the bed, playing with
herself, but most began to pass around a glass. Each of them came in it and
soon it was almost a quarter full. When they were done, they passed it to
Louise.
She smiled again at the camera and made a big show of slowly drinking
down the mixture of about eight different mens cum. The last bit she poured
onto her neck and tits, then posed for the camera.
One last man, snuck up behind her as she posed. He pushed her forward
onto the bed and fucked her pussy from behind. She sighed and let herself be
fucked passively, reaching another orgasm. Finally the guy stiffened and
emptied his load into her pussy. When he pulled out, Ray maneuvered to get a
shot of the cum leaking out of her, staining her pubic hair.
I was stroking my dick when the screen disolved into static. The washroom
door opened and a defiant Louise, still wearing her wedding dress, emerged.
She watched me jerk off, and moved to replace the tape in the VCR with another
one. She went over and sat on the bed watching me jerk off disdainfully. I
couldn't stop, but I didn't let myself go either. Without a word, she hit play
on the remote.
Slut Bride
Part 2
By Crass
The screen resolved itself once again. The picture showed room, rather
small, I didn't recognize it, with a small sofa. The camera panned untill it
showed a small dresser, with a mirror and several pieces of jewelry and makeup
sitting on it. I noticed that a beautiful white satin wedding dress was draped
over the sofa, and a veil rested on the dresser. I could guess what came next.
I wasn't disappointed. As I watched, Louise entered the camera's view,
wearing only a sheer lacy bra, a pair of lacy white panties and a garter belt,
attached to a pair of white stockings. She wore her high heel shoes, and her
hair was done up in the braid she wore at the wedding. She moved across the
screen to the desk, and sat down. She smiled in the mirror at the camera while
she began putting the pink lipstick on.
"What are are you doing, Sandra? Making a wedding porn?" She joked.
As the cameras angle changed I could make out the image of Sandra holding
the camera. She was Louise's maid of honor, and was wearing the dress she had
worn to the wedding. By now it was obvious the video was made earlier in the
day, before the ceremony.
Sandra's reflection smiled. "You don't know the half of it dear." She
panned the camera to the door and her voice yelled. "Okay! Come on in!"
The door practically flew open and Ray and Nathan came through the door,
all smiles and with some very obvious bulges in their pants. I could hear
Louise shriek when they appeared. The image blurred for a moment as Sandra
spun to catch Louise's reaction. Her hands flew to cover herself up, and she
turned a bright red. Embarrassed she stammered for a moment.
"What the hell are they doing in here!! This is my wedding you
assholes!!"
Sandra seemed more calm, and explained. "I know Lou, it's my wedding
present to you. I just couldn't wait 'till after the ceremony to give it to
you."
Ray moved back into the picture, standing behind Louise. His hands fell
to her shoulders and he began massaging her.
"Relax, honey. Everything's chill. No one knows We're here, except the
five of us."
Louise still looked tense, but her nipples were growing visibly erect in
her bra. She looked around briefly, "Five? There's only four of us..."
At that point, the image shifted back to the door and a figure wearing a
tuxedo entered the room. I recognized him immediately. Roger, my best man. As
he entered, he closed the door behind him and locked it.
"Well," began Ray. "Since we're all here, lets get this party started
"Fuck off you guys. I'm getting married in an hour. I'm not going to
fuck around at my OWN WEDDING! Now get the hell out of here."
Ray continued to massage her. Her nipples seemed fully erect now, and
she appeared to be uncomfortable with the tightness of the bra, squirming and
pulling at the straps.
"Relax honey. You know you want it." Ray assured her. He looked at the
mirror through the camera and smiled.
He stopped his massage and unzipped his fly. Pulling his long semi hard
dick out, he rubbed it on her cheek. I expected her to pull away, but was
disappointed. She gave Ray an evil look in the mirror, then brushed her cheek
against the long black cock, and turned to kiss it lightly.
"I do. You know that. But, still, I am getting married..." Even I
thought this last protest sounded unconvincing.
"Who's gonna get hurt?" Asked Ray. "Darren will never know."
Looking back at the camera, he winked, making sure Louise couldn't see
it. He mouthed the word "NOT" silently.
Louise looked back up and smiled. "Well..."
Ray's finger found its way between her lips and she began to suck it
gently, a naughty look on her face. His finger moved, causing her mouth to
open and he guided his penis into her mouth. Her full, pouty lips closed
around it.
Pushing his hip forward slowly, he managed to push his cock halfway in.
She didn't gag at all. Judging from the last video, she'd been practicing. Her
cheeks hollowed out as she began to suck. Soon her head was bobbing back and
forth on his cock.
Meanwhile, Ray reached to the desk and took the veil. He gently placed
it on her head, then reached down and unclasped her bra. She moved her arms so
he could remove it entirely, then grabbed hold of his cock with both hands, her
slender fingers with the pink painted finger nails holding it at her face
gingerly, while she sucked it. Her eyes were closed, and she made love to the
cock with her mouth patiently. Ray's penis was soon fully erect because of
this treatment.
Ray enjoyed this treatment for a brief time then pulled out. Louise's
eyes snapped open.
"Stand up, honey."
She obeyed immediately. He pulled the thin veil down over her face, and
motioned to Roger.
"I think he looks very uncomfortable in that Tux, don't you?"
Everyone smiled as Louise moved over to Roger and began undressing him.
She took her time, kissing his chest as she undid his shirt. His hands roamed
freely over her body as she did this. As she undid his pants and lowered them,
Rogers erection could be seen straining against his jockey underwear. She soon
relieved his torment, lowering his underwear too. She kissed his cock lightly
on the head, and began sucking it gently. He stood there, his knees wobbling
for a short time, his eyes squeezed shut tightly, and his hands clenching her
head as he moved back and forth into her mouth. I thought he would cum right
then and there, but Ray stopped it. Moving up behind her, he told her to stop
and get on the bed.
Letting a disappointed sigh escape her lips, she complied. Standing she
moved to the bed and laid down. She began posing for the camera, pulling her
panties tight against her pussy, with her legs spread, massaging her own
breasts, tongue licking her lips. All kinds of slutty poses, for a minute or
two, until the others gathered around the bed. She then looked up at Ray with
a soft, curious expression on her face.
Without a word, he reached down and tugged her panties off. Since she had
put the garter on before the panties, they came off, leaving the stockings and
the garter still in place. His big hands pulled the soft silky underwear off
slowly. He appeared to be enjoying this act immensely. When he finally pulled
them all the way off, he tossed them onto the dresser. He then motioned to
Roger.
"Lead off, man."
Louise stopped them with a hand for a moment and turned toward the
camera. "Do you have any condoms Sandra?" She asked.
"In the bedside table." Came the reply.
Louise reached over, and opened a little drawer. Pulling out some
condoms, she dumped them onto the table and tossed one to Roger.
"Not without that." She said.
He put it on in a mad rush.
Roger smiled, greatfully and climbed on the bed. He crawled between
Louise's legs, and kneeled for a moment, massaging his penis while he held it
only millimeters away from her pussy. Louise smiled smugly, and squirmed down
trying to impale herself on his cock. He laughed lightly and pulled away. He
taunted her for a moment, teasing her with his cock and then without warning
rammed it all the way in.
Roger had a big dick too. I guessed it must have been about 9 inches,
but it went in all the way in one smooth stroke. A look of contentment crossed
my wife-to-be's face as she began moving with him. His long strokes pounded
her hard, sending her head up hitting the wall above her. She moved a hand and
pushed against the wall, a huge shit eating smile plastered on her face as she
fucked my best man. She gave him a wonton look as she ground her pelvis into
his crotch.
They fucked like that for a few minutes, until Nathan climbed onto the
bed. They paused while Louise got on all fours, then they resumed. Roger
fucking the hell out of her pussy, and Nathan fucking her face.
Rogers tempo kept increasing, hitting it like a madman, until he gave a
loud groan, and practically jumped off the bed. He ripped off the rubber and
reached to the desk and grabbed the panties laying there. Pushing his dick into
the panties crotch, he stroked a couple of times and exploding. He creamed the
panties with spurt after spurt of the copious liquid. When he finished, he
cleaned his dick with the few dry spots left.
I focused on the action again. Louise hadn't seen what had just happened
to her underwear, and from the look on her face while she sucked Nathan's cock,
I doubt she'd have cared. But she was soon grunting waving her ass around, and
I guess she meant she wanted another cock.
Ray obliged quickly. He grabbed a condom from the table, and ripped the
package open. He pulled out a rubber, then while out of Louise's sight,
quickly tossed it to Roger. Climbing up behind her, he pushed his massive cock
into her pussy. Again, she managed to take the whole thing in one long push.
He fucked her for a couple of strokes to find a rhythm, slapping her ass
playfully as he pounded her. It didn't take long.
They found their rhythm, and they were off. Louise sucked Nathan with
all the effort any woman could muster. While Ray fucked her like there was no
tomorrow, and watching this video, I could tell you that for Ray and
Louise'scoupling, there wasn't. I wasn't about to let her out of my sight
again.
It wasn't long before Nathan announced his immenent orgasm, and yanked
his cock out of her mouth. She grabbed it in one hand and aimed it at her
face. Carefull to keep it out of her hair, she caught the spurts on her cheek
and mouth. It seemed to pump out of Nathan forever. Long, thick ropes of cum,
coating Louise's artfully make uped face, with the white fluid. As he finally
ran out of cum, he collapsed back, against the wall, sitting there watching
Louise smile at him while Ray pounded into her pussy.
Roger sat in his chair, completely exhausted, his shriveled dick hanging
loosely. He managed to get up the energy to toss the cum soaked panties to
Louise. She didn't recognize them for what they were, and began to wipe her
face off with them, carefully. She managed not to smudge her makeup too much,
and tossed the soiled garment onto the floor, turning her concentration back to
the mammoth dick in her pussy.
They fucked for a good long time. Ray would slow down when he seemed
about to come, prolonging the act. Then when he had calmed down sufficiently
he would speed up again. Finally Louise reached her orgasm. Trying to remain
quiet, she squealed and bucked, tossing her head and ass back and forth, until
the spasms stopped.
Satisfied, Ray finally let himself reach his own orgasm, and buried his
cock deep into Louise. He screwed his eyes shut, and pulsed with his orgasm.
After a moment, he pulled his rapidly shrinking penis out. He pretended to
remove the condom, while out of Louise's sight, then took the unused rubber
from Roger, and pulled on his clothes. He said he had to go to the washroom
and disappeared.
Sandra moved the cameras view, to where Louise's stretched, used, and
loose pussy was visible. Come could easily be seen dripping out. As the
camera zoomed in, Louise's engagement ring adorned hand shot back and dipped
her finger into her own pussy. Feeling the liquid, she squealed an
exclamation. Everyone but Louise laughed.
The camera zoomed out and an infuriated Louise jumped off the bed. Her
anger didn't last long though, and she shook a rueful head as she noticed her
soiled panties on the floor. She picked them up, and with a dirty look at the
camera, pulled them on.
The film ended as Louise began to pull her dress on, the naked, tired
guys watching.
My attention shifted back to reality. Louise pushed stop on the remote,
and stood up. She lifted her beautiful satin wedding dress up to reveal the
same soiled panties, and stood there watching me.
I came on the floor at the sight, my own hand wrapped around my dick
pumping away. Feeling nausious I stumbled to the washroom to the sink, where I
noticed a cordless phone sitting there. I wondered why it would be there as a
knock on the door in the main room sounded....
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Chapter 3 will appear as soon as I get around to writing it. Don't worry it
shouldn't be too long, since I really enjoyed writing this one. So if you
liked it, don't dispair.
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