1. Rachael: Cuckold Wedding Ch. 01


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    fingers out of the water and pressed them to his lips, and he had gratefully cleaned them off. James blinked and cleared his throat. He realized that his small cock was all hard and throbbing, but he didn't have to worry about anyone seeing it. It barely made a dent in the front of his pants. He quickly emptied a whole glass of champagne and walked over to the stairs, still thinking of his bride. He remembered that she had also smiled and giggled at his size, but she had told him that it was alright. She had taught him to lick her, and use his fingers, to get her off. And in return, she had sucked his tiny pecker into her mouth for a few moments, and swallowed the few drops that it spurted. In their two years together, James had never had his cock in his fiancee's - now his wife's - pussy. She had started to be rougher with him, sitting on his face instead of lying in front of him. She had started to call him names and grab his hair, and she had made him lick and tongue fuck her ass until she came all over her own fingers. James would do anything to please this woman, and he knew that she was the one to show him the way. James slowly walked up the stairs, again wondering where his bride might be. She had looked so gorgeous in her pure white dress, with the veil contrasting her dark eyes and hair, walking so elegantly in her white high heels. She had chosen six inch platform heels, and he knew she was towering over him when they were standing at the altar together. He had ...
    wondered for a moment how that might have looked to the guests, but he knew that it was her place. She was his goddess, and people should be able to see it. When they had kissed, her mouth had tasted somewhat strange, reminding him of kissing her after she had sucked the cum out of his tiny cock. He tried to remember when she had done that the last time, but it seemed to be quite a while ago. When James arrived at the hallway upstairs, where no guests should be, he heard some faint sounds coming from the bedroom at the end of the corridor. It was the wedding bedroom, where he and his bride would spend the night of their wedding. He had prepared it himself; pure white satin sheets on a huge bed, silver balloons with hearts flying on the ceiling, and a special bottle of $1500 Dom Perignon standing chilled next to the bed. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that something was going on? James had suspected several times that Rachael might have someone on the side. He had found the typical hints of it ever since they got together. She was out with her girl friends all the time, dressing up in sexy, but still elegant clothes. She had called him from a friend's house several times, seemingly out of breath, and telling him she'd be late. And she often undressed in the dark, sometimes only turning the light on once her pussy and ass were smothering his face. More than that, she had hinted during almost every of their recent sex sessions that she might have to go out and ...
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