Subject: Crashing Steve's Wedding
Story Codes: MF F-solo oral inc father daughter
Diary Date: June 25, 2005
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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It was almost six years ago when I gave Steve my virginity. Today Im
twenty and have been fucked by dozens of guys and sucked well over a
hundred more since Steve moved away but I'll never forget my first time
with him. I may not have been his first but I like to think I was his
best. Hopefully at his wedding I could leave him with something to
remind him of that when he was with his new bride!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 Persuading My Daddy
Chapter 2 Flying Sucks
Chapter 3 - Picked Up By Steve
Chapter 4 Surprising Chat With My Grandmother
Chapter 5 Memories of Steve
Chapter 6 Last Time Before His Vows
Chapter 7 Sharing With Sharon
Chapter 8 First Time After His Vows
Chapter 9 Steves Best Man
Chapter 1 - Persuading My Daddy
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I was just starting summer break after finishing my sophomore year in
college when I opened up a fancy envelope in my mail and almost fainted
when I saw what it was an invitation to Steve's wedding! The wedding
was to be held in a Chicago suburb where his fiancι was from which worked
out good for me since my grandmother lived not far away. I don't have a
car and my parents weren't going to drive eight to nine hours one-way for
a short weekend so somehow I had to convince my dad to buy me a ticket to
fly there. Fortunately I knew there was always one way to ensure he
would say yes...
That day my dad was watching TV, sitting back in his Lazy-Boy drinking a
cold glass of ice water. It was a hot day and even though the air-
conditioning was taking care of things he was still wearing nothing but
the gym shorts he had on while doing some yard work earlier. My mom was
getting supper ready upstairs in the kitchen and I knew the time was
perfect to "persuade" my dad to buy me that plane ticket.
I went to my dresser and pulled out my favorite bikini a skimpy string
thong which was more string than thong. The only actual material was
three triangles of jet black cloth that covered my pussy and nipples but
not a whole lot more. The bottoms had nothing but string in the back
meaning I was essentially nude for all it covered and although it may not
have been the most comfortable feeling to running around with a string up
the crack of my ass, I wore it because I knew guys loved it. My dad
called it "Kelly's slut bikini" but I knew he loved seeing me in it as
much as anyone. I actually only wore it at home when I wanted to turn
him or my uncles on as I knew the public pool would throw me out if I
dared trying to wear it there!
I pulled my hair back into a ponytail which I knew made me look a good
year younger than I did with it down and looked at myself over in the
mirror. I was just starting to get a good summer tan and my boobs were
definitely looking better than ever before - I just wished they hadn't
taken so long to get there! I had always been jealous of those girls who
got their boobs when they were fourteen or younger while it seemed I
was going to be an A cup for the rest of life at one point. I ran my
hand down between my legs and shivered as my fingers passed over my clit.
Mmmmmmm, I couldn't wait to feel my dad's cock there!
As I headed downstairs I passed by the kitchen to get to the basement
door. My mom looked over from the stove and smiled at me. "Hey girl,"
she called, "Supper will be ready soon so whatever mischief you have in
mind for your father you better get going and do it quick!"
I smiled at her and gave her a thumbs-up as I turned to go to the
basement. She knew me well enough to know exactly what I was planning to
do, even if she didn't know why. After all, why else would a daughter be
heading off to see her father dressed in nothing but a skimpy bikini?
When I got down to the family room I quickly ran over to my father's
chair and jumped into his lap, my legs straddling him in his chair as I
wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He may have been a bit
surprised by my sudden appearance but he quickly recovered and grabbed my
ass with his big hands while his tongue met mine in a passionate kiss. I
kissed him the way most girls only kiss their closest boyfriend, a
fervent act of love to a father from an adoring daughter. Eventually I
pulled back and looked down at him with a huge smile on my face.
"Oh daddy, I love you so much!" I said in a little girl voice which I
knew never failed to turn him on.
My dad laughed saying, "Alright, alright, tell me what's going on because
I have this suspicious feeling you want something from me!"
I gave him a pouting look. "Oh daddy, now why do you say that? Can't a
daughter just show her daddy how much she loves him?" I wiggled my bare
butt so it ground into his crotch and I could feel his dick already
starting to respond. I gave him a sly look saying, "Mmmmmmm, and it
feels like daddy loves his daughter too. Hmmmmmm, I wonder how are you
going to show her how much you love her?"
Without waiting for a response, I leaned back just enough to allow my
hand to slip under the waistband of his shorts and I could feel the thick
thatch of coarse pubic hair that surrounded his cock and balls. I toyed
with his hair and twisted it around my fingers like I do with my own hair
sometimes. I gradually moved further down until I was able to hold it
his dick in my hand. My heartbeat quickened as I felt him getting harder
by the minute as I slowly stroked him and as I did I licked my lips in
anticipation of what I knew was going to happen next.
"Oh fuck Kelly," he moaned, "I don't know what you want this time but I
always love the way you ask for something."
His cock was good and hard as I worked it through the opening in his
shorts. I pulled my bottom over to the side and lifted myself over his
cock until it was positioned just under my little pussy. His hands were
still on my ass, squeezing it and helping my keep my balance.
"So you wanna fuck me daddy?" I asked, still using my little girl voice.
It was really one of the stupidest questions I could ask as I knew with
100% confidence how he would answer but I still loved to hear him say it.
I wanted to hear my daddy tell me he wanted me in the most intimate and
personal way possible. I wanted to be reassured that I turned him on so
much that he wanted to fuck me, his only daughter, more than anything
else at that moment. He had never failed me in the past and he certainly
wasn't going to today.
"Oh my god Kelly, you're so beautiful and sexy. You're the most
wonderful, the most loving daughter a father could ever ask for. You
know I want nothing more right now than to have you slide down onto my
cock."
He stopped to groan as I responded to the invitation by dropping down
until his cock was just started to push against my pussy, trying to
violate his child's cunt. "Yea baby, that's it, take me into you.
Mmmmmmm, fuck my dick like a good daughter should. Fuck your daddy's
dick!"
Well, if letting your father fuck you makes you a good daughter, then I
was an outstanding one. For four years now I had been giving myself to
my dad, letting him fuck me literally anytime and anywhere he asked. I
can't think of a single time when I had turned him down or refused
something that he wanted me to do. Many times he fucked me in his office
with everyone there just outside the door! Not long ago he even had me
and my cousin fuck some of his clients. He told them that we were dirty
street whores he had hired to entertain them. I know he especially loved
it the fact that he could fuck us in front of them without having them
knowing that he was fucking his own daughter and niece.
As I lowered myself down I slowly twisted my hips in a circle as if I was
screwing his cock into me. Well, I guess that is why they call it
screwing! I don't think I will ever tire of the feeling I get whenever a
man enters me for the first time when we fuck. My pussy feels like it is
being spread apart and I can feel the head pressing its way into me like
a big fat worm trying to tunnel into the earth. I can feel the pressure
of his cock in me, feeling like I am being stuffed full by this hard warm
invader. Deeper and deeper I let him into me, feeling his cock more and
more within me as the sensation of his cock filling my pussy worked its
way up from the bottom of my crotch towards my stomach.
My father doesn't have the biggest cock in the world but it still feels
wonderful whenever it is all inside of me. My ass was grinding into his
shorts as my pussy bottomed out against the base of his cock. I moaned
loudly as I started to hump his cock, lifting myself up and then dipping
back down on it. It was good to be able to control the pace and
penetration while I fucked him. "Yes daddy, fuck me!" I cried out. "I
want your cum in me. Please daddy, cum in me!"
My dad grunted as he lifted his hips up to meet me when I dropped down on
his rock hard cock, trying to drive himself even deeper into me with each
stroke. Sometimes we would fuck for hours in various positions and
places with me sucking him at times and him eating my pussy. Tonight
though I was in a bit of a hurry knowing my mom had supper almost ready
to it was going to be was just an old-fashioned fucking nothing fancy
or wild as his cock fucked me while my pussy grabbed him, trying
desperately to drive him over the edge until he couldn't hold back any
longer.
My boobs bounced as I fucked my daddy and I leaned forward so he could
take them in his mouth. I pulled my bikini up so he could take my bare
nipple in his mouth and I put one hand under each boob and alternated
them to his mouth. He sucked hard in my nipples and between that
sensation and his cock ramming in and out of me I quickly came. I
dropped my head back and let out a loud yell.
"OH GOD DADDY!" I cried out. "FUCK ME DADDY, FUCK ME!"
My pussy clamped down on his cock as my orgasm surged through me. I held
it in me, circling my hips around it as I gripped it like a vise with my
cunt. The harder I cum the harder I grab a guy's cock. Some guys have
actually had to ask me to not grab them so tight because it hurt their
cocks! My pussy cum poured down over him, soaking his shorts as I ground
my dripping pussy into them.
God I was in heaven! My wonderful dad was fucking me, I was cumming
hard, and there was nothing better than this! Just as my orgasm began to
settle down I could feel his cock swelling and I knew he was about to cum
in me. I loved it when my dad came in me, filling me with his most
precious gift he gave only to those few women he loved. To be joined
together as we were, both physically and mentally, and then to feel him
deposit a part of him within me was the truest expression of his love for
me the I could ever ask for.
"Please cum in me daddy," I begged, "Fill your daughter with your love!
Give me your love daddy. Oh please, show me how much you want me, show
me how much you love me."
He suddenly jerked upwards. "Oh yea, take it slut," he grunted, "Oh
fuck... Oh yeah, I'm cumming now Kelly!"
Cum he did. The first load was huge and I could feel it surging from his
cock deep inside of me creating a hot flash deep inside my womb as my
father's cum filled his daughter's starving pussy. Again and again he
released his love into me. I dreamed so often of this prized moment.
This was the time when my dad truly showed me in a physical way how much
he loved me, how much he lusted for me, how much he wanted me in that
special way only he could. Feeling my dad cum in me, knowing my own
father was giving me the most personal and precious gift he had, made me
feel more loved than any daughter deserved. He could give me anything
else, presents, money or whatever and it meant nothing in comparison to
how I felt when his cock surged inside of me.
When he had finished, he collapsed in the chair in exhaustion and I sat
in his lap with his throbbing cock still in me. Now and then he would
twitch and I could feel him move slightly inside of me. I kissed him
again and we held the kiss for the longest time until suddenly our moment
of bliss was interrupted by a voice calling down from upstairs.
"Hey you two sex fiends!" my mother called down the stairway, "Finish
whatever deviant things you are doing and get you here. Supper's ready."
We smiled at each other like two kids sharing a secret as I reluctantly
lifted myself up and off of his cock. I would have rather sat there all
night, waiting for him to get hard again and fucking me over and over.
Well, it wasn't going to happen tonight so I got up off from the chair
and then leaned over him, taking his limp wet cock in my mouth and
licking it to clean off the mixture of our cum that was covering it.
Mmmmmmm it tasted so good! I loved the taste of a man's cum and I
especially loved the flavor of my pussy so mixing the two together made
for a succulent taste I wished I could bottle! His cock was still
sensitive from our fucking and he jumped as I sucked briefly on it.
"Damn Kelly," he moaned, "You have simply got to stop or else I'll have
to fuck you again and you know what your mother would say."
I would have gladly let him do it but like he said, I knew my mom would
be pissed if we ruined her supper so I stood up and adjusted my bikini
bottom. My dad's shorts had a big wet spot in the front now and it
looked like he had an accident but I knew that was the last thing he was
concerned about. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and giggled as I turned
and ran up the stairs ahead of him, wiggling my butt suggestively for him
to watch.
I sat down at the kitchen table and my dad soon joined me as my mother
served supper. I was still so excited from the fucking my dad had just
given me that I squirmed around on my chair like a four year-old that has
to go to the bathroom. My dad still had the wet spot in the crotch of
his shorts so it didn't take a Harvard graduate to figure out what we had
been doing!
My mom looked at both of us and laughed saying, "Well, from the stink of
sex coming from the two of you and Kelly's non-stop squirming I would say
you two must have had a good time. Hmmmmmm, Kelly wasn't down there that
long John so I take it she must have really been horny tonight judging
from the way she came on your shorts!"
I beamed at that, knowing that yes indeed I had been horny for my dad and
the proof of my dad's love for me was in the cum I could feel leaking
from my pussy.
"So Kelly," my dad said after we prayed and started eating, "I know that
you just didn't come down to let me fuck you no matter what you say. Not
that I would ever want to discourage you but c'mon, you have something up
your sleeve so spill it girl, what's the story?"
I sighed deeply but after all, this WAS why I fucked him tonight so I
explained about the invitation to Steve's wedding and begged my dad to
let me fly there. I was even ready to get under the table and "persuade"
him more if I had to but my parents just looked at each other and
shrugged. He agreed and I squealed with delight, hugging and kissing
them both. Immediately after supper I got on-line to book my flight.
Chapter 2 - Flying Sucks
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The next day I mailed my RSVP and Steve called me a few days later. We
arranged it so he would pick me up at O'Hare and take me to my
grandmother's to stay so I wouldn't have to pay for a hotel room. It was
only a couple weeks before the wedding so I didn't have much time to look
for a dress but by the fateful weekend I was ready with a hot dress and
numerous masturbation sessions behind me as I dreamed of the times I had
with Steve.
My mom drove me to the airport since my dad was working. She dropped me
off at the departures area and since I had already checked in on-line I
headed straight for the gate. When I got to the security area I was
amazed at the hassle I had to go through. The last time I had flown was
almost eight years ago when my parents and I went to Florida for a
vacation. Things certainly are different now!
What really pissed me off though was the extra search they put me through
after I went through the metal detector. Even though nothing went off
some older woman in a uniform pulled me over and claimed I had been
selected "randomly" for a more thorough search. I was wearing a pair of
jeans that I had to lay on my bed and pull as hard as I can with both
hands to get them on. They were so tight I couldn't put anything in the
pockets and with no panties you could see the outline of my ass perfectly
and even my pussy lips if I spread my legs. On top I had on my favorite
pink cami which was also skin tight and left no doubt as to the fact I
wasn't wearing a bra either. Where in the world was I going to hide
anything in this outfit!
Needless to say, the ridiculousness of the situation meant nothing to
this Nazi woman who insisted that she had to run her hands over
practically every square inch of me. When she rubbed up between my legs
I had a brief thought about this could be the start of some porn movie
episode where they led me off for a more "private" search but it was soon
over. She handed me my boarding pass and it was off to the gate for me.
When I got to the gate it was packed. It seemed everyone in Pittsburgh
was heading to Chicago! Finally the gate attendant started to call off
rows for boarding and I joined the line to get on board. When I
approached my seat I realized I was stuck in a center seat between two
men, both looking to be business guys maybe in their thirties or early
forties.
I excused myself and asked the guy in the aisle seat if I could get in.
The guy was reading some report and at first he had a look of
exasperation as he realized his empty middle seat was about to be filled.
Then he looked up at me and I almost laughed at the transformation as he
smiled and his eyes traveled up and down me in a quick survey. From the
way he looked at my chest I knew he was a boob man and with me not having
a bra on something told me I knew where his eyes were going to be the
whole flight!
I sat down between them and buckled myself in, trying not to appear too
pleased at the attention I was getting. The flight was short so I just
read the airline magazine and listened to some music. I found myself
daydreaming and imagining myself pretending to be sleeping while each of
the guys next to me started to let their hands wander over my legs until
lone was brave enough to slip between them and feel the warmth of my
pussy.
I dreamed of waking up and smiling at them and giving them both a hand-
job to the utter disgust of the matronly flight attendant. Unfortunately
with a full flight there was no way anything was going to happen like
that so I just dreamed and felt myself getting hornier until finally we
reached Chicago. It was a good thing it wasn't a longer flight or I
would have had to slip into the toilet and take care of something!
As we were standing up to leave the plane I pressed my ass into the guy's
crotch behind me and wiggled it just enough to let him know it wasn't an
accident. I never looked back at him but he didn't pull back! I bet he
had some wild dreams that night as he masturbated and thought of
initiating me into the mile-high club!
Chapter 3 Picked Up By Steve
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At the airport I my luggage was the last to come off the ramp and I
hurried out to the curb to wait for Steve, hoping he hadn't given up on
me after my long wait for the luggage. Suddenly I heard someone call out
my name and I turned to see someone approaching me. I vaguely recognized
the face but the rest of him was a total stranger. My god had Steve ever
changed! He was no longer a skinny and short sixteen year old teenager
boy. The MAN running up to me was tall (he must have been over sex feet)
and VERY handsome with a body that had obviously been a frequent visitor
to the gym. He ran up until he was by me and stopped a couple of feet
away and looked me over with a big grin on his face.
"Kelly?" he said with an inquisitive look on his face. I nodded, not
sure what to say and he continued, "Damn, you have certainly grown up.
Wow! Look at you girl!"
I must have flushed a bit because I could feel my face getting warmer.
"Hi Steve, I almost didn't recognize you. God, you have changed a bit
yourself." I laughed nervously, "I seem to remember being the same height
as you and now... well now you're head and shoulders taller!"
What I didn't say was that now he also had the body of stud and I
couldn't help but wonder what else had grown on him. Steve's cock was
the first one I ever sucked and it had pierced my virginity so I guess I
was still a bit biased when I recalled the size of it. Somehow I had a
feeling I wouldn't need to inflate my memories today with it.
We then hugged and I was a bit disappointed he didn't kiss me. It was
over five years since wed last seen each other and I guess over that
time I had many a dream about how we would meet again someday. There
were so many times I would be playing with myself in bed imagining how he
would sweep me off my feet and kiss me with all the passion of a long-
lost lover.
I don't need to say what I imagined happened next but it certainly wasn't
this rather platonic greeting that was happening now in real life. I was
thrilled to see Steve but I was reminded of why I was here. He was
getting married so there was someone else in his life now. Well, he may
love her but I knew deep down he had to remember fucking me. I wasn't
his first but I was now determined to show him I was his best.
Steve had parked in the garage when I didn't show up so he could go
inside to see if I had made it. When we got back to his car he tossed my
luggage into the trunk and we drove to my grandma's house. Along the way
we exchanged small talk and it was a bit awkward given it had been almost
a year since we had even talked and many more since we had been face-to-
face.
Steve was obviously in love though with Cindy, his bride, and as much as
I was happy for him I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
Thankfully Steve was the first to open the door to the subject I knew we
both wanted to talk about but I wasn't sure how to initiate the
discussion.
"You know Kelly, there are still times when I think of you. I mean,
Cindy's great and I love her to death but I will never forget the times
we had back then. It's hard today to believe you were barely out of
eighth grade when we did it that first time!"
I smiled and nodded my head. "Yea, those were some great times!"
The rest of the way home we reminisced about some of the things we had
done together. We laughed at some of the more crazy antics and both of
us reminded the other what ridiculous chances we had taken at times. I
found that while I enjoyed our conversation, at the same time it was
difficult sitting in the front seat with him like just any other
passenger.
Thoughts of what I use to do when we drove around kept coming to my head
and my pussy was getting hot and wet as I looked at him now. He had
grown into such a handsome man and I could see from the rise in his pants
that my earlier suspicions about how the rest of him had grown were
correct! Six years ago I would have been unzipping his jeans and pulling
it out but today all I could do was imagine how wonderful it would be.
We finally arrived at my grandmother's home and he leaned over to give me
a quick kiss on the cheek as I got ready to exit the car.
"It's great to see ya again Kelly. See you at the wedding!" he called
out to me as I closed the door behind me.
Chapter 4 Surprising Chat With My Grandmother
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As he drove away I started to wonder if this was all such a good idea.
Talking to Steve on the way home had just reminded me of the incredible
times we had together and had opened some old wounds from when he left me
that had taken years to heal. Like most memories, perhaps I was guilty
of inflating the good and pushing aside the bad times.
I caught myself questioning myself, wondering if it had really been as
great as I remembered it or were these just the memories of a young
teenage girl infatuated with her first lover? Was I setting myself up to
ruin all those memories?
I started to wonder if maybe I should have just stayed home and left
things the way they were. Seeing Steve in love with another girl was
turning out to be so much harder than I had ever dreamed it would be.
In my heart I had to admit a small part of me had been hoping that when
he saw me again he would want to leave his bride to have me back. I knew
one thing for sure, THAT wasn't going to happen. Hard as it was for me
to accept, Steve was about to marry a girl he loved and it wasn't me.
I spent the rest of the evening sitting on the couch chatting with my
grandma. It was certainly an interesting discussion as it had been years
since I had not stayed alone with her since I was a young girl. She was
surprisingly curious about my sex life and at first I wasn't sure how to
respond so I just talked about some old boyfriends and such, same as I
would if anyone else. After a while though she sat back in the couch and
turned to face me with an odd smile on her face.
"So tell me Kelly, how was it seeing Steve again? I imagine you must
have had some conflicting feelings meeting the guy who first fucked you
knowing he is about to be married."
My eyes widened and I had to consciously close my open mouth after
hearing that question! My grandmother had never discussed sex like this
with me before plus I had never heard her use that type of language. She
looked at me and laughed softly at my obvious discomfort.
"Oh don't look so surprised Kelly," she said in a low soothing voice
while she took my hand in hers, "When you started having sex that she
called me the next day to tell me all about it. She was so proud of you
and has kept me updated ever since. My oh my but you've been quite a
busy young girl!"
"Well...," I stammered, "Mom never mentioned THAT to me."
My grandma held my hand with both of hers. "Kelly, you know what your
mom did with your grandfather and I know what she and your father do with
you today. You must understand that it doesn't bother me so long as
you're happy. I always supported your grandfather and even though it
wasn't something I wanted to participate in, it was wonderful to see how
close your mother and her sister became with their father once they
started having sex. I have to admit I was even jealous at times when I
saw that look in his eyes when they came in the room dressed in their
bikinis or skimpy nightgowns. Has it been that way for you?"
We spent the rest of the evening talking about sex within our family. My
mom had told me a lot about her teen years including how she had been
fucked for the first time by her dad when she was fourteen and then
bringing her twelve year old sister Linda to him shortly afterwards. I
had been sixteen when my dad first had me and I confided to my grandma
that it was my biggest regret, so far as sex with my dad went, that I had
not given my father the most precious gift I was born with - my
virginity.
The one thing my mom had not talked a lot about though was how my grandma
had been through those years. I did know she had never even once had sex
with her daughters but yet she had encouraged the two sisters to satisfy
their dad's needs. Other than that my mom had not said much more so this
night I was learning a LOT more! At one point I couldn't resist any more
so I asked her why she had never joined in. My grandma smiled and shook
her head slowly.
"Well Kelly, I was raised in a very strict home so I guess despite
everything I have never gotten that brainwashing out of my head. I truly
have never wanted to have sex with a girl, not even in a fantasy so I
must not be wired the same way you are. To have sex with my daughters
was even less imaginable then and still is. It's not some sort of moral
issue; after all I loved watching Bill as he fucked our daughters because
I knew they could satisfy him in ways I couldn't. I couldn't blame him
for wanting to have sex with two beautiful teenagers who were somehow
hornier than hell 99% of the time. We knew they were doing each other
anyway so why not let him indulge? I was also happy that he did it with
our daughters and kept it in the family rather than seeing other women."
Listening to her talk I couldn't help but feel a bit horny. She told me
about some of the places my mom and grandpa had fucked and how exciting
it was especially when she and my aunt were still young and eager to
learn and do new things. I couldn't help but laugh as she described how
shamelessly sexy they could be at times in front of their father. At
least I knew where my sex genes had come from!
As she kept talking her face became flushed a bit and I was a bit shocked
at first to realize that talking about all of this was turning her on as
much as it was me.
"So Grandma, do you like to think about those days?" I asked, knowing the
answer but wanting to hear her say it.
She sighed and closed her eyes. "Oh yes Kelly, I miss Bill so much. I'm
sure if he was still here tonight that he would be wanting to have sex
with you as well. He always talked about you as you were growing up and
I know he couldn't wait to have you. There were times when you stayed
here back then that he would go off to our bedroom and masturbate to
relieve the sexual tension in him that built whenever you sat on his lap
or pranced about in your little bikinis. Frankly, looking at you now I
can imagine watching him fucking you on the floor in front of me and I
have to admit that it makes me more than just a little bit excited."
Her eyes were still closed as one of her hands slipped away from mine and
I watched as she opened her robe and reached down to her pussy and
started to rub herself. Oh my god! My own grandmother was masturbating
right in front of me! She was 62 and still looked good for her age but
it still was a bit unnerving at first.
After the initial shock wore off though I found that seeing an older
woman masturbating next to me on the couch was one of the more erotic
things I had witnessed in a long time! It didn't hurt that my grandma
was really getting into it!
"Oh Kelly," she moaned softly, "Tell me how you would want your grandpa
to fuck you."
Well, this evening was certainly turning into something different than I
had ever expected! Not to be outdone by a woman three times my age, I
undressed quickly and laid back against the end of the couch.
I spread my legs and started to touch myself as I watched my grandmother
fantasizing about me fucking the husband she missed so much. She slid
down the couch a bit and spread her legs wide as both hands went to work
on her hairy pussy.
I started "talking" to my grandpa, telling him how much I loved his cock
and how bad I wanted him to fuck me with it. Although I would have loved
for her to watch me as well, my grandmother's eyes stayed closed for the
entire time we masturbated together, even when I cried out as I imagined
him cumming in me.
She came several times, humping her hips violently into her hand as she
whispered for him to fuck me and to cum in me. Then she told me to
please my grandfather, to be a good granddaughter for him. As for
myself, I had two of the most incredible orgasms watching my grandmother
getting off as I fantasized for her about my grandfather fucking me.
I would have loved to have kneeled in front of her and tasted her pussy
cum but I respected her feelings about that and somehow found the
willpower not to even try, probably more because I didn't want to hear
her say no more than anything else.
When we both had finished she took me in her arms and held my naked body
tight against her. Her robe had come off long before and it felt strange
to be naked against my grandmother. She sighed and looked at me with
such love in her eyes.
"Oh Kelly, thank you for that. You have no idea how much I needed it.
Mmmmmmm, I remember holding your mother like this after we would
masturbate together. I felt so close to her when we shared that
experience, just as I feel now with you. You're a wonderful daughter and
granddaughter!"
Well, we certainly were closer now than we had ever been or I had ever
dreamed I would be physically as well as emotionally. We laid like
that for a while longer before going to bed. That night I masturbated
for the longest time, cumming several times.
Chapter 5 Memories of Steve
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At first I couldn't help but imagine what might have happened tonight if
my grandfather was still alive. God what an evening this would have
been! My grandpa had died years ago and my memories were a bit vague but
I could still imagine how erotic it would have been to feel his cock
entering my pussy for the first time while my grandmother watched,
encouraging us and masturbating as her husband fucked his young
granddaughter's tight pussy.
Then my thoughts turned to the first time Steve fucked me, tearing away
my virginity as his cock entered where no other had gone before. Then I
dreamed again of some of the times and places we had done it afterwards.
We shared so many first-time experiences, at least for me. There was the
night in the movie theater when I first sucked his cock and tasted his
hot sperm for the first time. I knew I loved sucking his cock from the
start but never would I have believed what my craving for cock and cum
would drive me to later!
After Steve there were not many boys I went out with who I didn't suck
before the evening was over and those few I never dated again. Although
I loved sucking their cocks, I wouldn't let the majority of them touch me
and even fewer ever got to fuck me but I love giving blowjobs and as long
as he is clean that is all it takes to convince me. It wasn't long after
I started sucking him before that fateful day in his basement where I
gave him my virginity.
We fucked like horny rabbits after that, two and three times a day
sometimes, everywhere we could. Nothing was sacred when it came to
fucking he even did me on the church altar once and another time in the
pastor's study on his desk. We loved being a bit naughty when we had sex
to make it fun and exciting like when he fucked me on a school swing set
where anyone could have stopped by and seen us.
I smiled as my fingers caressed my swollen clit as I recalled teasing his
brother and then fucking him later on. His sister Sharon and I were good
friends and she loved to hear about what her brother did to me,
especially since she wanted him to do it to her as well. That never
happened so far as I know but she did spend an evening with us when she
shot my first set of nude photos while Steve watched.
I finally fell asleep, totally exhausted after hours of masturbating and
cumming more times than I could remember. The sheets were soaked but I
didn't care, it was my cum anyway. The next morning I slept in and
didn't get up until after 10:00AM. I quickly got up, threw on a t-shirt,
and went to the kitchen to have breakfast with my grandmother. She
smiled at me as I sat down at the table.
"Good morning Kelly," she greeted me, "Just so you know, my clit is sore
this morning from the workout I gave it last night but it was well worth
it. You are such a sweetie. I can't believe how much you remind me of
your mother when she was around your age."
I gave her a devilish smile and said, "Well you know Grandma, I could
always lick it and make it feel better." As soon as I said it I couldn't
believe that I had but fortunately she just laughed and sat down across
from me.
"Well, you certainly are your mother's daughter," she laughed, "She was
always after me that way as well. Much as it I am sure it would feel
good, I'll take care if it but thanks for the offer."
I couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. I had woken up
incredibly horny and could have easily jumped into bed with her if she
hadn't been making breakfast already. Oh well, I guess I would have to
see what opportunities came up (literally) today to relieve myself.
After breakfast I hurried upstairs to shower and get myself ready. I
would have given anything to have the door open and my grandmother step
into the shower with me.
I masturbated in the shower thinking of her hands moving over me,
exploring another woman's breasts and pussy for the first time after all
those years of just watching. A mild orgasm filled me as I stood in the
hot shower stream. I imagining her cumming as I licked her pussy which
hadn't been fucked in so many years. Then I thought of how my mother
must have stood in this same shower when she was a teenager, doing the
same thing I was now as she dreamed of being more intimate with her
mother. I felt a tingle between my legs as I imagined her and my aunt
going at it in this same shower and my grandfather would open the shower
door and join them. Mmmmmmm, there were times I wish I had a sister.
Kristi, my cousin, was about as close as anyone could be but seeing my
mom and aunt together I knew there was a bond between sisters that not
even cousins could share.
The wedding wasn't until 2:00PM but I wanted to get there a bit early to
see Steve and his family. I had brought with me my new slinky peach
colored dress with spaghetti straps that clung to me like saran wrap. I
loved the feel of the material against me and without a bra it outlined
my boobs perfectly and my perky nipples showed through nicely. I figured
I didn't know anyone at the wedding besides Steve and his family so I may
as well look as good as I could. The dress was so short that it barely
covered my ass so I pulled on a matching peach thong that tried valiantly
to cover my pussy but failed at hiding much of anything else.
The last touch was a matching set of three inch spike heels that showed
off my legs and ass as well as possible. Grabbing a tiny purse that held
just my driver's license and more importantly, my dad's credit card, I
went out to the living room where my grandma was watching TV. She turned
and grinned as she looked at me.
"Oh yes, I see your mother so much in you now." she said. "I remember
her and Linda going out on dates looking like two little whores. They
use to drive the poor guys crazy."
I imagined my mother at my age, dressing in her sluttiest clothes to go
out with my dad. In reality, when she was my age they were married and
had me but that didn't stop me from fantasizing about it.
She laughed then and looked at me with a grin, "Somehow I doubt you
picked out that dress planning to keep it on for long!"
"Oh grandma!" I said with a fake pout, secretly pleased she had read my
motives.
Chapter 6 - Last Time Before His Vows
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My grandmother was letting me borrow her car so I left and drove off to
the wedding. Even after the shower I was still horny and having my
grandmother tell me about my mom hadn't helped things. My dress was so
short that it kept wanting to ride up my thighs as I drove. It seemed
there was a stoplight every block and all of them red so I had plenty of
opportunities to tug it back down.
As I drove, thoughts of my parents kept flashing through my mind and I
found myself imagining my mother in the car with my dad on a date,
dressed in a dress even sluttier than the one I had on now. I had no
doubt she put on a pretty good show for my dad and probably for the
people in the cars around them as well.
At the next light I stopped and decided to put the time waiting to better
use so instead of tugging at the hem I pulled my dress up even higher
until it was up to my stomach and I was sitting bare-ass on the leather
seat except for my thin thong. I pulled it over to the side so I could
get my finger on my clit directly. Tracing my finger from my clit down
to my pussy hole I felt the wetness of my cunt and I dragged the moisture
up to make my clit slippery. Suddenly red lights weren't so bad!
Even with the heavy traffic it was only about thirty minutes before I
arrived at the church during which time I masturbated most of the way,
finishing myself off in the church parking lot before I got out.
I was still plenty early and when I went inside everyone was scurrying
about getting things ready. Looking around I saw Sharon, Steve's sister
and my long lost friend and we hugged each other.
Steve's mom greeted me as well and looking at her my thoughts instantly
flashed back to that day in their living room when she "caught" Steve
fucking me and then to my total surprise she joined in and let him fuck
her! She was all flustered about something to do with the ceremony so we
exchanged a quick "Hi!" and that was about it.
Sharon and I left the noisy bridal room and sat off together on a couch
in a lounge area of the church where we tried to catch up on the six
years that had passed since they had moved away.
A little later Steve came by and joined us. I guess being the groom at a
wedding isn't as hectic as being the bride because he said for the moment
there wasn't anything he needed to do but wait around and look pretty.
Sharon and I both laughed at that one but looking at him he really did
look hot in his fitted black tux.
I gave Sharon with an inquisitive look and winked but she just shook her
head and smiled ruefully. As usual Steve missed that exchange entirely
but I knew what it meant. Sharon had always had a thing for her brother
and I was wondering if she had ever made her dreams come true. Well,
evidently not from her cheerless response.
Steve took my hand and motioned for me to stand up, telling Sharon that
he need to show me something. Sharon just grinned and didn't say a word
but from the look on her face she knew exactly what was going to happen.
Hopefully she was right as I was also thinking about the groom in some
nasty ways his bride would not have approved of!
I followed Steve to a room off a deserted hallway in the church and he
silently shut the door behind us. There wasn't a lock but I doubted
anyone would be coming back to this out of the way part of the church any
time soon.
Steve looked at me at smiled saying, "Kelly, all I could think about
after I dropped you off last night were those times we had together.
Cindy would kill me for this but I simply can't get married without
having you one last time."
Wow! I couldn't believe what he was saying. Not that I was upset or
anything by it but rather just the opposite - I couldn't believe my
wildest dream was about to come true. I was actually going to be the
last girl he fucked before he got married; and at the church he was soon
to be married in to boot!
I know there are people who would condemn me for doing something as
deceitful as this but honestly I didn't feel even an ounce of guilt.
After all he wasn't married yet so there were no vows to break. His
bride would have him for the rest of her life so why should I be denied
this one last chance to be fucked again by the guy who held my virginity?
Steve unzipped and unbuttoned his pants as I pulled my dress up to my
waist and stepped out of my thong, leaving me bare-bottomed with my dress
bunched up under my boobs. Fortunately the material was the type that
didn't wrinkle so I left it on rather than fooling around with taking it
off and then later having to get back into it again not at easy task!
I felt my pussy heating up and my mouth going dry as he pulled his cock
out from his pants. Wow! He really HAD grown up!
Steve stroked his cock as I knelt in front of him and took it in my hand.
He was already almost two hands long and my hand barely went around the
thick shaft and he was STILL growing! He put his hands on my head and
moved me towards his engorged cock until it was pressing against my
mouth. I opened my lips and allowed his head to enter my waiting mouth.
Instantly I was transported back to the dark movie theater where I tasted
this same cock for the first time so long ago. Damn, if it had been this
big back then I would have probably been too scared to suck it! I
started to suck it, rubbing my tongue around it as I did, taking a bit
more if him into my mouth with each stroke.
Steve started fucking my mouth, swinging his hips to drive himself in and
out of it. He was so big now I was having a hard time getting him in all
in but if there was one thing I knew with all certainty and that was that
today he was going to be all the way in my mouth one way or another! I
relaxed my throat and let the smooth head press its way down into it,
driving into my throat as he groaned from the pleasure it gave him.
For a moment I thought I would gag but my many hours of practice saved me
and I soon had all of his cock in my mouth with my face pressed up
against his crotch. His coarse, thick pubic hair trickled my cheeks and
I could smell some cologne on him but it was being overwhelmed by the
muskiness of his sex that was being released by his lust for me. I
couldn't breathe with his cock down my throat so I had to let him out but
I deep-throated him several times that way before I heard that old
familiar groan.
When we fucked years before I always knew when he was going to cum from
his distinctive groan and I was thrilled that he still did the same
thing. I wondered for a moment if he did that with Cindy but seconds
later my thoughts were brought back from this tangent as he jerked and I
felt the first stream of his creamy cum striking the back of my throat.
I didn't want any cum to get on me or my dress and I was sure he didn't
want cum stains on his tux so I worked hard to keep his entire load in my
mouth. It wasn't easy though as not only had his cock grown over the
years, but the load he delivered was much larger than he had in the past
as well. He even tasted the same as I remembered and I swallowed his cum
just like I always did for him.
When he was finished I sucked every drop out of him that I could and then
finally I released his cock from my mouth but kept my hand on it,
stroking him to keep him hard. He was so damn horny there was no way a
single load was going to drain him and his cock was still as big as a
horse as I smiled up at him with just a trace of his cum dripping out the
corner of my mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, "I had almost forgotten how damn good you were
at that Kelly. Fuck! You are a natural born cocksucker!"
"Better than Cindy?" I asked with an impish grin.
"Better than ANYONE!" he exclaimed. "She's NEVER given me a blowjob
anything like that!"
I stood up and kissed him, my mouth still flavored with his slimy cum. I
used his cock like a leash as I led him to the desk in the back of the
room. This must have been a classroom for small kids because the chairs
were all a bit smaller than normal and from the looks of the posters on
the wall I guessed it was a fifth or sixth grade classroom. I couldn't
help but think about cool it would be if they were in here now, sitting
in their chairs watching us fuck on their teacher's desk. They were
probably getting to the age when their hormones were starting to kick in
and I bet they would have loved the show! We got to the desk and I
turned my thoughts back to the guy whose cock I was holding
.
"I'm glad you like your first wedding present Steve. Now it's time open
your next one," I said seductively, "C'mon and fuck me Steve... oh God I
want you to fuck me again soooooo badly. Fuck me like you use to...
PLEASE!"
I sat on the desk top with my cunt at the edge, legs spread wide open for
him. I could tell from the look in his eyes he wanted me, that he wanted
to violate my pussy once again with his huge cock, just like he had done
so many times before.
Steve held his cock in one hand as he lifted my right leg up and over his
shoulder which had the effect of lifting my butt up slightly and making
it easier for him to enter me. I gasped as I felt his big cock head
pressing against my pussy hole, trying to force its way into me. He
rubbed it up and down and it slid between my wet pussy lips until it was
poised at the entrance to my pussy like a train about to enter a tunnel.
"Fuck me Steve, oh PLEASE fuck me," I begged. I wanted his cock in me so
badly I wanted to just scream. My pussy felt like it was on fire and I
knew the only thing that could satisfy it was that thick hard piece of
warm flesh I could feel pressing up against it. He just held it there,
driving me crazy with lust as I tried to lift my hips and drive him into
me. I knew he wanted to fuck me just as bad so it wouldn't be long
before he couldn't hold off anymore.
Steve looked up and I heard him softly say, "Forgive me Cindy."
Damn, I was so lost in my own pleasure I had forgotten for a moment where
we were! The lust in me grew even more if that was possible as I thought
about his bride down the hall, getting ready to marry the man of her
dreams, the same man who was getting ready to fuck his old girlfriend
just minutes before pledging his life to her. I would have loved for her
to open the door and see her husband-to-be fucking me, seeing his
wonderful cock entering me in the very church they were to be married in
shortly. YES! He was going to be standing at the altar in just an hour
and here he was about to fuck me again like a young boy in heat!
Steve held back as long as he could but he'd never been able to say no to
my pussy before and today was no exception. He pushed forward and I felt
my pussy spread open and my legs parted even more as his big cock
penetrated me. God, I thought I was going to be split in two! He was
big but it felt great as he slowly slid deeper and deeper into my wet
cunt.
I was so wet that as big as he was he still was able to slide into me
easily and just as I was starting to wonder how far I could take him in
the base of his cock pressed up against my crotch and I knew he was all
in me. I was in heaven my Steve was fucking me again after all these
years!!
I looked down and saw his hairy crotch pressed tight up against my bare
pussy. I thought back to the first time he was in me this way and how
amazing it was then to realize that his cock was actually inside of me,
surrounded by my pussy. Back then he didn't have nearly as much hair and
my own pussy was covered with fuzzy new pubic hair which mixed with his
longer coarse hair. Today I could feel his bushy pubic hair tickling my
bare skin around my cunt and it felt wonderful.
I loved to watch a man fuck me, to see his cock disappearing inside of me
knowing that we were actually joined together as only a man and woman can
be. For this moment we were one body as I gave everything to him that I
had to give. Steve was soon pounding me, his breath getting faster and
his strokes deeper and harder.
Steve moaned and cried out so loud I was afraid someone might hear, "Oh
fuck Kelly your cunt feels soooooo good. Take my cum you little whore,
take it all!"
While I freely admit to and in fact am proud to be a slut, I draw the
line at being a whore but at that moment I wasn't going to argue. He
could call me anything he wanted right then and I wouldn't have dreamed
of objecting. All I knew was he was about to cum and I wanted it more
than anything else. It was only a couple more strokes before my wish
came true as his cock jerked into me even deeper than any time before and
suddenly it was like a burst of heat inside of me as he came.
Even though he had just cum a few minutes before he still had quite a
load this time around and I could feel him ramming his cock into me as
deep as he could with each spasm. He grunted each time his cock unloaded
another stream of sperm into me and I threw my head back and moaned
loudly as I came with him. I didn't care who heard me at that moment. I
just knew my first love was cumming in me again, just as he had so many
times before and it was so beautiful.
Finally his store of sperm was exhausted and he fell down over me on the
desk, kissing me as my cunt jealously held onto his now spent cock. I
knew that from now on it would be Cindy's pussy that would enjoy this
wonderful cock and I didn't want to give it up a moment before I had to.
Chapter 7 Sharing With Sharon
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Suddenly the door opened and for a brief second I thought we were in
MAJOR trouble or at least Steve was.
"Hey you two, there's a wedding about to start and they need a groom!"
Thank god, it was Sharon. I looked over at her and saw that she was
taking in a nice view of her brother fucking an old girlfriend. I smiled
at her and she smiled back, shaking her head with her hand to her mouth
in mock disbelief. Steve pulled out of me quickly too quickly as my
pussy suddenly felt like it had a big hole in it that needed to be filled
again.
I sat on the desk with my pussy dripping cum as Steve quickly rearranged
himself. His cock was still a bit big but hopefully by the time he made
his way to the wedding party it would have calmed down a bit. Besides,
who would ever suspect that the groom had just fucked another girl?
After he left Sharon came over and helped me to gather myself and fix my
dress. She handed my some tissues saying, "Here, your pussy is dripping
pretty bad. Damn, he must have really cum hard!"
I took the tissues and wiped myself off. I got up and saw the desk was
wet with my cum and there were spots of his cum where it had drained from
me. I looked at Sharon and we both grinned as the same thought came to
us both so I left the cum on the desk and wondered if anyone would notice
it later. Putting on my thong, I knew it was going to probably get
pretty wet sitting in the pews with me being this horny and no doubt
there would be some of his cum leaking out of me but what else could I
do? Fortunately the material didn't show all that much so hopefully
nobody should notice. Then again...
Sharon broke my thoughts saying, "Well, I figured you wouldn't let him
get married without one last fuck you naughty girl," Sharon still has a
big grin going as she said, "Everyone was looking for Steve so it's a
good thing I found you two first. Can you imagine if someone from her
family had!"
We giggled and left to rejoin the events. On the way we stopped at the
bride's room to see how things were going. I still hadn't met Cindy,
Steve's fiancι, and when I saw her in a stunningly gorgeous wedding dress
I had to admit to myself she was even more beautiful than he had
described. At least he wasn't marrying some ugly fat girl. Sharon
introduced me as an "old friend" and we exchanged perfunctory greetings.
Obviously Steve had not told her about our past relationship or else she
was great at concealing her emotions because she seemed to have no idea
who I was.
Sharon and I left to take a seat in the sanctuary. Sharon had invited me
to sit next to her so I had a nice view of everything. As I sat through
the service I found myself wanting to cry and there were a few times some
tears made their way down my face. People probably thought I was just
happy for the newlyweds but that wasn't the case at all. Steve was
getting married for god's sake!
Even though I knew in my heart I never would marry him, it was still
tough to see the man who had taken your virginity pledging himself to
forever be faithful another woman. It didn't help that I could feel the
wetness of my pussy from being fucked by him just an hour ago and there
he was telling Cindy how much he loved her! During their vows I made one
of my own - I was going to make sure that this was one promise he didn't
keep!
Chapter 8 First Time After His Vows
=====================================
After the wedding I drove myself to a nearby hotel where the reception
was being held. It was a big Marriott with a beautiful courtyard in the
middle. We were served some snacks and cookies (plus beer and wine for
the over-21 folks) before the reception while we waited for the wedding
party to arrive. It took over an hour for them to appear with all the
picture taking after the ceremony plus driving all over town.
We were herded into the reception hall when word came they were near and
the disc jockey announced the wedding party as they arrived. Then Steve
and Cindy were finally introduced as "Mr. And Mrs." and everyone rose to
clap and cheer. They looked so happy but I remembered my earlier vow.
There was the traditional cake cutting, toast by the best man and then
dinner was served. Afterwards there was the usual garter and bouquet
throwing. I was pulled into the line for catching the bouquet but you
can be sure I made no effort to catch it! The newly married couple
danced and finally the ceremonial crap was over and the disk jockey
played dance music and everyone started having fun.
People were lining up to dance with the bride and groom and eventually I
got my turn to dance with Steve. You can imagine my surprise when he
whispered to me saying, "Meet me out by the elevators in ten minutes."
I looked him in the eyes and I recognized the smirk on his face it was
the same one he use to flash at me when we would talk about where we
wanted to fool around next and I found myself wondering just what Steve
had in mind. It was one thing for me to fantasize about fucking the new
husband but for crying out loud he had been married for only a few hours
so he couldn't be thinking about cheating on her already or could he?
He kissed me on the cheek when the dance was over and we separated.
I waited a bit and then worked my way out of the room and went over to
the elevators. Almost twenty minutes passed and I was about to leave,
figuring he must have had second thoughts, when I saw him hurrying across
the lobby.
"Sorry I'm late," he said as he caught his breath and pushed the elevator
button, every old broad in the place wanted to dance!". The door opened
immediately and he put his hand on my back and gently directed me in.
"Let's go before someone sees us."
The doors shut and he pressed the floor button. Then he turned to me and
without another word pulled me tight against him and kissed me. This
wasn't the little peck on the cheek he was giving everyone and his
grandmother in the reception line. No
.this took me back almost 6 years
and suddenly it was if I was fourteen again and he was kissing me while
we laid on his bed, two horny teenagers going it at.
If we had more time I think it could have gone farther but the elevator
stopped and the doors opened to let in another couple who, fortunately,
we didn't know. The next stop was our floor and Steve led me down the
hallway to one of the rooms.
"This is Larry's room," he explained. Larry was his best man and quite a
hunk himself. "Lord knows what we'll find in here but I figured it was
the best place to go where we wouldn't be disturbed."
Steve opened the door and we both hurried inside. I could just imagine
someone we knew coming down the hallway and seeing the newly married
Steve entering a hotel room with a girl in a streetwalker dress!
Steve closed the door and then turned to me and kissed me. "I can't
believe that during my own wedding ceremony I was thinking about fucking
you," he exclaimed. "Damn, I almost had a hard-on in the middle of the
altar ceremony thinking of how good you sucked my dick just a few minutes
before!"
I didn't waste any time as we didn't have long because people would
wonder where Steve had gone. I pulled my dress up over my head and
quickly stepped out of my thong leaving me naked in front of him with
just my heels on. I knelt down in front of him as he undid his pants for
me once again.
"God I can't believe I am doing this," he sighed, "What the hell is it
with you Kelly? I have never had another girl that could make me do the
things you make me do. Fuck, I have been married only a few hours and
already you have me cheating on my wife. Damn bitch, I haven't even
fucked my own wife yet!"
I looked up and smiled at him. "Oh quit fussing and give me that cock,"
I ordered playfully. This is one wedding I was never going to forget!
We both knew the risks he was taking being away from the reception with
me so it was one of the fastest blowjobs and fucking that I had had in a
while. It was ok with me though as I wasn't really doing it for
pleasure. I was like a hunter stalking a trophy rather than hungering
for meat. What I really wanted was for Steve to fuck me now that he had
pledged himself publicly to his new wife. I wanted him to crave my
sexuality to the point where he would cheat on his wife literally within
hours of marrying her.
As he fucked me in the dark hotel room, I felt so incredibly sexy and hot
knowing when he came deep inside of me that I was getting the first seed
of his marriage instead of Cindy. Even though she would never know what
I had stolen from her, I knew that Steve did and that when he made lover
to her in their wedding bed tonight he would be thinking of me and how
much more I satisfied his needs than she ever could. I couldn't imagine
someone wanting me more badly, someone desiring and lusting for me more
than Steve must have at this moment for him to break his wedding vows
before the reception was even over.
It reassured me knowing I could make him do this, that my body and sexual
energy was enough to drive him to this level of decadence. In all
honesty I had no desire to break up his marriage or when it really came
down to it, for Cindy to ever know. I wanted Steve to be happy and for
his marriage to be long and loving. It was enough for me to know that
whenever he fucked his wife that somewhere deep down he would remember
fucking me this day and wish for maybe just a moment that it was my pussy
or mouth that his cock was fucking.
When we were done we silently dressed and left the room without another
word between us. Really, what was there to say? I hoped that Steve
loved Cindy enough to at least feel a little guilty but at the same time
I knew that he probably wouldn't have done this with anyone but me and
after today I might never see him again so what did it really hurt?
Besides, I sort of liked thinking that I might be the only woman he
cheated on his wife with. Who knows, maybe someday I might visit him and
fuck him while his kids played outside, never knowing that their daddy
loved fucking another girl more than their mommy.
We decided to take separate routes back to the reception room and from
the looks of things nobody had noticed that we were gone. I sat down at
my table and watched as Steve hugged his new bride and danced with her as
if nothing had just happened.
Chapter 9 Steves Best Man
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I was watching them kissing and hugging and I felt that familiar twinge
between my legs as I wondered what she would say if she knew his cock was
covered with my pussy cum as he kissed her? Sharon sat down beside me
and leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"You little slut!" she hissed, "I can't believe you Kelly. I always knew
you were insatiable but this is going over the top, even for you!"
I looked at her and acted as if I had no idea what I was talking about.
Sharon just rolled her eyes and grinned, taking the edge off the moment.
"Oh give me a break girlfriend. You think nobody noticed that the two of
you were gone? Well, I certainly did and it didn't take a computer to
figure out what you were doing. I have to admit it Kelly, you must
really be hot as that is the fastest I have ever heard of a groom
cheating on his wife! Crap, look at her out there with him. She has no
idea her new husband just fucked you!"
I just smiled and looked dreamy. It wasn't hard as that was how I felt.
I could still taste him and my pussy still was stretched out from his big
cock. Sharon, though, was always able to surprise me when I least
expected it and now she did it again.
"Well, since you were so willing to fuck the groom, what about the best
man?" Sharon asked.
I looked over at her and tilted my head the way a dog does when it is
curious.
Sharon licked her lips and grinned saying, "Larry has been staring at you
all day. If you had managed to take your eyes off of Steve for a moment
you would have noticed. Want me to introduce you to him?"
I looked over at the dance floor and say Larry standing off to the side
with a drink in his hand. He was handsome and looked like a nice guy so
I nodded to Sharon and the two of us hit the dance floor. At first we
danced with each other and I loved knowing most of the guys were watching
us as we were the two hottest girls in the floor. My dress didn't give
me much leeway to dance and Sharon wasn't exactly in a modest outfit
herself. Sharon maneuvered us over to where Larry was and as we passed
by she stopped and pulled me over to him.
"Hey Larry, you meet Kelly yet?" she asked.
Larry of course had not so we danced for a while and then sat down at one
of the tables to talk. Sharon stopped over and whispered something in
his ear. His eyebrows raised and he looked at me a bit differently, like
a starving dog would look at a fresh slab of meat. He turned back to
Sharon and whispered something back and she just laughed and walked away,
giving me a wink as she did.
"Well," I asked, "Are you going to tell me the big secret?"
"Sharon says you wanted to show me something in the courtyard," he
answered. "Something to remember tonight by."
He grinned and I knew she had said more but he was putting it in more
diplomatic terms. From the way he was licking his lips unconsciously I
knew she had undoubtedly told him that I wanted to fuck him. Well, I
did!
We left the room and walked over to the doors leading to the now darkened
courtyard. It was getting late so not many people were around and I
doubt anyone noticed us as we worked our way to the center where some
benches were set up under a tree. Both of us sat down and just looked at
each other, waiting for the other to make a move. I was never one to
flinch from getting things started with a guy so I kicked things off.
"So Larry, do you believe in wedding traditions?" I asked.
"Well," he answered, "I guess it depends on which ones you mean."
"How about the best man screwing the maid of honor?
Larry chuckled, "Well that would be nice but she's not available."
I took a breath and decided to just go for it. "Well, you could pretend
I was the maid of honor..."
Steve laughed a bit but his eyes never left my boobs. "Damn, Sharon said
you weren't shy and I can see she was right. I have a room upstairs,
want to head up there?"
I shook my head. I couldn't tell him I had just been in that bed and
fucked Steve not an hour before and besides, the courtyard looked like a
pretty cool place to fool around. I had a thing for fucking in public
places and this was about as public as you could get without spotlights.
I pressed my hand on his crotch, feeling the promising start of an
erection underneath. "Why not just do me here?"
An even bigger grin opened up on his face and he started to run his hands
over me. "Well, you have definitely talked me into it," he said. I felt
his hands as they brushed over my boobs and I grabbed them and put them
back on me. He quickly took the hint and began to massage and play with
my boobs. The material of my dress was so thin that as soon as my
nipples started to respond they poked through like little bullets.
I rubbed his cock through his pants and felt it growing. He reached
forward to try and kiss me but I pulled back. "I just want you to fuck
me. Is that OK?"
That may have sounded like a stupid question but it really was more of an
invitation. After all, what man would ever say he didn't want to just
fuck a girl! I reached down with my other hand and started to unzip his
pants. After undoing the buttons damn a tux is a pain, I reached
inside his underwear and pulled out his hardening cock. Well, it wasn't
going to remain that way for long if I had anything to say about it!
I leaned over and took it in my mouth and as I did I thought about how
this was my third blowjob of the day and the second cock. Not bad
considering I was at a wedding! I have always loved trying out a new
cock as everyone has its own personality and characteristics. No two
cocks taste exactly the same or smell quite alike. Actually it is the
odor of a crotch that really distinguishes one man from another if you
look beyond the actual cock shaft itself.
Larry was not nearly as large as Steve but his cock was more than
respectable and I couldn't wait to feel it exploding in my mouth. Larry
lifted up enough for him to pull his pants and underwear down to his
ankles which made it a lot easier for me to suck him. He was sitting
bare-ass on the bench now and I looked up at all the rooms surrounding us
and wondered if anyone in them knew there was a nice show in the
courtyard that night. As dark as it was I doubted anyone could see
anything even if they knew where to look but it was still exciting to
have his dick in my mouth in front of hundreds of potential viewers.
I cupped his balls with one hand as my other hand held his firm butt. My
mouth moved up and down his shaft as I gently massaged his balls and
squeezed his butt at the same time. He ran his fingers through my hair
and kept pulling it back out of the way so he could watch me blowing him.
"Mmmmmmm," he moaned, "You really ARE good! God your tongue is
incredible."
In my humble opinion a talented tongue is the key to a great blowjob. I
have watched so many girls just take a cock into their mouth and bob up
and down on it like their pussy had moved north. My experience is that
nothing drives a man crazier than to have my tongue working their cock as
my lips slide up and down their silky shaft. Men also love it when I
take their cock in my mouth until my face is buried deep in their crotch
and they can feel the tip against the back of my throat (or down my
throat in a more rare cases).
I can't believe how many men have confided in me that they have never
been able to cum from just a girl sucking them. These poor guys have to
help out at the end or have her stroke them with her hand. Well, I have
never failed to be able to make a man cum in my mouth (when I wanted him
to) which is a resume I am extremely proud of.
In Larry's case, I knew my record was safe. He was so horny it didn't
take more than a few minutes before he was spurting his sperm into my
waiting mouth. He tasted good and I wouldn't have minded a second
helping but I knew there was more I needed for him to do to me.
I let his cock drop from my mouth and stood up in front of him, I lifted
my skirt and pulled aside my thong to reveal my smooth bald pussy. As he
stared at it I felt sexy as hell as I knew at that moment there could be
only one thing running though his mind fucking me. Well, I was
certainly not going to keep him from doing that any longer than necessary
so I leaned over until I was holding myself up on the bench seat next to
him.
Larry stood up and got behind me as I spread my legs to give him a nice
view of my ass and pussy. I looked back and saw him stroking his cock as
he moved into position behind me. I gasped involuntarily as I felt the
head of his still hard cock pressed against my waiting pussy and I
wiggled my ass as he rubbed it up and down my pussy crack to get it wet
and slippery.
When he finally pushed it into me I felt that sensual glow throughout me
that I always get whenever a man's cock first enters me. It's hard to
explain but I guess you could say it's like someone lights a match inside
of me and my whole body catches fire like it was soaked in gasoline. At
first it always feels like my pussy is too small and that he can't
possibly fit it into me. Then as he forces his cock head into me it
spreads me apart and stretches me to let the rest of him enter behind it.
Larry's cock came about an inch or so into me and then he held it there,
rotating it around my pussy with his hand and moving it slightly in and
out as he did.
God it felt incredible to have him do that! The first part of my pussy
hole is the most sensitive and when a cock head penetrates me for the
first time these nerve endings are awakened and release an incredible
surge of sexual pleasure that radiates outward from between my legs to
every part of my body. When a man wants to really pleasure me he stops
when he first enters my cunt and lets his cock head move around in that
area and guaranteed it will make me cum faster than anything else. Too
many guys are so anxious to bury themselves in me that they pass right by
and start pumping away. Sure his stroking usually produces an orgasm in
me although often I help by playing with my clit, but a guy who knows how
to really fuck a girl and wants to maximize her pleasure knows to take
his time filling her cunt.
Well, Larry was one of those rare guys who really knew his way around a
girl's pussy and he was driving me insane with pleasure! I felt my first
orgasm quickly rise to a peak and my pussy clamped down hard on his cock
as it gushed pussy cum out onto his cock. Everything around me
disappeared into the fog as I could think of nothing but the incredible
sensations that were wracking my body. My pussy was so wet and I
squeezed even harder on him as another convulsion hit me.
"OH GOD THAT FEELS GOOD!" I cried out, forgetting for the moment we were
in the middle of a hotel with hundreds of people nearby.
I didn't care, all I wanted was more more of his cock in me, more of
the incredible waves of pleasure cascading over me, more of his cum, just
more sex!
My pussy released its grasp on his cock enough to let him start thrusting
in and out of me again like the piston on a steam engine. Each time he
pushed himself into me I felt his body slap up against my ass creating a
smacking sound. Then he would pull out until his head was barely in me,
sometimes it even came just out of me and then suddenly he reversed
course and was drilling his way back into me again.
"Fuck Kelly," Larry groaned, "You have an incredible cunt. God I love
the way you grab my cock so tight with it."
Larry then pulled out of me and twisted me around. I was curious what he
wanted to do when he grabbed me by the ass with both hands and lifted me
up into the air until I was over his cock and then lowered me down until
his cock was back in my pussy again where it belonged. I wrapped my arms
and legs around him as he bounced me up and down on his rigid pole of a
cock. Then he turned around and while I was still mounted on his dick he
sat down on the bench seat. My knees were on the seat so now I could do
the work and I rode his cock like a bull in a cowboy bar.
I love being on top like this because it let me control his cock in me.
I can vary the depth and speed to what felt best for me and I was soon
cumming again as I fucked his cock and played with my clit while he
sucked on my nipples and held my little ass in his big hands. I raised
up until he was about half way in me and rotated my hips like I was
trying to twirl a hula hoop. This had the effect of rubbing his cock
around inside of my pussy and it wasn't long before I felt yet another
orgasm rising in me. I soaked his crotch with my cum this time as I
groaned and moaned from the animal-like pleasure I was feeling.
"God I love a cock in me," I purred, "fuck me Larry... cum in me... let
me feel you cum inside of me!"
Finally he couldn't hold out any longer. "I'm going to cum!" he cried
out and true to his word the next moment I felt the first surge of sperm
spewing from his cock and driving its way deep into my pussy.
"Oh yea Kelly, I'm cumming babe, cumming in you," he kept saying over and
over as he released one load after another of his manhood into me.
Finally he stopped bucking under me and I sat down on his cock, feeling
it slowly softening and withdrawing from my cunt as I leaned forward into
him and he held me in his arms. We eventually agreed it was time to get
up and I lifted myself off of what was left of his once hard cock. It
looked so much smaller now, wrinkled and glistening in the soft light
from a combination of our cum.
I knew that it wouldn't take much work to revive it and for a moment I
was tempted to suck it back to an erection but I also knew there was a
wedding reception to get back to so it was time to head back in. As we
straightened out our clothes, I couldn't believe what Larry told me
next...
"That was great Kelly, you are an incredible lay. You should know Kelly
that Sharon told me everything you and Steve did today before AND after
the wedding."
My face felt like all the blood rushed from it. What did Sharon tell
anyone?
"Don't worry, I think it is wild although Cindy might be so enthusiastic
about it," Steve reassured me, "And just so you understand the whole
picture, Sharon and I are engaged to be married next year sometime. I
wanted to tell you but Sharon thought it would be more erotic to have us
get together this way instead."
Well imagine that! Ol' Sharon had really pulled one over on me this
time! Sure enough, as we left the courtyard you can guess who was there
to greet us. Larry and Sharon both kissed and it was obvious to me then
that they were in love with each other. Sharon looked over at me and
giggled.
"Sorry Kelly, I didn't mean to deceive you but from the looks of it you
had a good time!" she said. Looking at Larry, she said, "Well, was she
as good as I said she would be?"
"Fuckin' right she was," Larry said with a big smile, "Of course I always
want you babe more than anyone else."
Well, that was nice of him to say but I was curious what a lie-detector
would have revealed. We walked together back to the hall just in time
for the waning moments of the reception. Larry went off to grab a last
drink before the bar closed after he left Sharon looked me in the eye
with a no-nonsense stare.
"Now listen Kelly you insatiable slut, just because I let you fuck Larry
tonight don't go off getting any naughty ideas about messing around with
him at MY wedding!" she said but this time there was no giggle to take
off the edge and I knew she was being serious.
She continued, "Remember, I know what you are and I'll will be keeping a
close eyes on you!"
We both laughed but deep down I wonder what she would have said if she
had really known what I was already planning for Larry and me at her
wedding next year. Hmmmmmm, this could be interesting...
THE END