1. Girls and Marriages and Hen Nights, lots of Sex


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    'Do you Felicia Westbrook, take Blah Blah Blah'? I don't need to remind you people, that have been down the isle, of our wedding vows, where we promise not to be dirty unfaithful little girls, to our pussy hungry intended husbands, some of whom, which included mine, have already banged one of my so called friends, now standing just behind me, frocked-up as my bridesmaid, with my intended to be's, sperm still being nurtured inside her pussy. Weddings are like that from a girls point of view, they make us horny, with all the excitement and being the focal point of the big occasion. Hen and Stag nights throw the doors open to all manner of sexual shenanigans, an excuse to dress like a slut in stockings, getting boozed-up and tied to a lamp-post for d***k men to approach and kiss, with a sign pinned around my neck, 'Last chance boys, horny bride to be'. I secretly chose this verse for the sign, and my heart was pumping hard as my slender wrists were tied behind my back, to the unlit lamp-post, and my knickers and brassiere removed, my bridesmaids retired to a safe distance and snogged the men they stopped, whispering into their ears of my state of undress, and my inability to stop them feeling me. Witnessing my demeanour gave Julie the idea that my husband to be, should be comforted, as my disgraceful and overt sexual wantonness, made her own pussy fair game for him, to which she offered it to him on a plate and he d***kenly delved into it and promptly emptied his balls into her. ...
    Men of course have this dark secret in them about fertilizing another man's wife, believing that they are great seducers, and shagging a girl hours before she stands at the alter, is the 'crème-de-la-crème' of fucks. Of course we brides to be had nothing to do with their successful penetrations, as they found us d***k and tied up without underwear, murmuring, 'Fuck that Pussy', over our shoulders, as we push back onto them. Guys, this is why we all go elsewhere for our pre-nuptials, otherwise in my case, the pews might have been filled with expectant males, ready to raise their hands in objection to a great fuck of a woman, being tied to another man. Even as the vicar was mouthing his final lines tying us and God together for life, I was eyeing his hard-on, as his eyes were focused on my hard nipples, just visible through the netted layered bodice of my wedding gown, he stammered as did his Hollywood counterpart in 'Four Weddings and a Funeral', my lip licking gloss and coy looks, made him aware I was in-heat, and my downward glances at his hard cock, told him it was his I wanted. After the signing of the certificates and the toasting, I excused myself with the vicar, into a small room, in and there I raised my white dress, pulled my white thong over my ass cheek, and allowed the man of the clothe, empty his balls inside. The Wedding waltz saw his cum run down my stockinged legs and be smeared all around the bare flesh of my inner thigh, as I danced with my betrothed, gazing ...
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