1. A Wedding Day to Remember Ch. 03


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    reception first, so I went into the restroom and locked the door. I lifted my dress off over my head and spread it over the counter. I was wearing a bra and stockings held up by my garters. I laid it out and looked for spots; mainly I looked for brown spots. I was glad that I did not find anything major. I did find several small spots where sperm had ended up on it. There were many crusted spots but I wet some papers and wiped those spots away. I was so relieved that there were only three little spots that were a little dark. When I finished my dress, my stockings were next. I slipped off my shoes and brought my stockings down. My poor stockings were a mess, so I decided to take them both off and wash them. The inside of my stockings did have a lot of stains on them and they were covered in crusted sperm as well as brown spots and brown runs of sperm. I finished washing them and realized that I could not put them on wet. I used the hand blow dryer and tossed them up and down in my hand letting the warm air try and dry them. After a while I realized that even though it was working, it would take a long time this way. I decided to d**** them over the back of a stall wall. I cleaned my bottom with the wet towels and I was so glad to finally be able to do it. I was tempted to masturbate a bit because I still was turned on by sucking my husband in the limo. While that was a turn-on itself, I had to admit that mostly I got so turned in the limo by remembering the other men's cocks ...
    that I had in my mouth today. I began to feel horny again. I thought I better get my dress back on and get out to my reception. I felt myself thinking and thinking and thinking about how I kept climaxing over and over again as all those anonymous men fucked me in the bride's room. I am ashamed to admit it to you but mostly to myself that as I kept thinking about it I wanted to experience it again. No, not the sex with more men, I mean the feeling of that climax. I'm sure that I can get it again with Peter. I love Peter and he loves me. I know that sex with him will be sweet, caring and fulfilling. I am sure it will be. It has to be. If it isn't, what am I going to do? I walked out back into the reception bare naked under my wedding dress. Peter was waiting for me as I came out; we went to our table and sat down. Dad hired two professional photographers and Terry was walking around videotaping. Many toasts were given to us, and the first dance came up. Then the in-law dance, the money dance and on and on. The champagne was flowing freely. I knew that in all the dancing and relaxing and moving around relaxed my inner muscles and the rest of the sperm in me freely flowed out of me. Knowing that actually excited me, and the more excited I got, the more I relived the earlier events in my mind. The more I relived it all in my mind, the more I would wonder about the man I was dancing with. I would be dancing with one and I would be thinking or wondering just how big of a dick he had ...
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