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My mouth was full and just before I sat up to swallow, Michael joined the party while Steve yelled, "Not yet. Hold up! Mike is ready."
Holding onto my forehead, Michael was frantically jerking his cock. It was only about half hard but he didn't care. He wanted to get off with his buddies one more time. It took a while but he eventually aimed and released his cum into my mouth. It dripped and oozed until he tapped it on my lips like he was trying to get an excess condiment off a knife.
He huffed, "Damn! What a party!"
I sat up, tilted my head back so not to lose any spunk from my mouth. I opened up and showed the guys. I swirled my tongue, gargled, and even blew a cum bubble. The guys commented and lifted their hands like they were grossed out but not a one looked away. I winked and swallowed the multi-load cocktail with one attempt. Every mouth was hanging open from the amazement of what had just happened. The comments stopped and every one was speechless.
I gathered my clothes, shoes and headed toward the little room to get dressed. With my pussy and ass leaking profusely, my body sticky with sperm and champagne, and my breath smelling like cum, I said, "Boys it has been fun. Honey, I will see you at home."
I walked two more steps, stopped and turned around to add, "I can't wait for the wedding reception. It will make tonight look like a child's birthday party."
- COMMENTS
Anonymous27 days agoMy wife was the secret stripper at my own bachelor party. Not to fill in for a professional who had to cancel, but she actually planned to be the stripper. Nobody knew except me and my best man. She put on quite a show. Read the story, posted by MFFM.
Anonymous12 months agoI need to read about the wedding reception. Such a hot bride. Love how she spits in the dads mouth.
Anonymousover 4 years agoChapter 2
So hot. You had your way with all the guys, saving Michael and his father for last. I especially liked the way Jeff fucked you from behind while you gave Michael a blowjob, and when you switched up. And when you made them drink from your shoe. The way you then had them all jerk off over you was so nasty. I liked the reference to "From Dusk Til Dawn" too. Such a fun movie, and that scene was fucking hot. My favorite part was: " I had no plans of stopping anytime soon but the snug feeling of my warm ass proved to be too much and Bill unloaded his seed deep into my rectum. He shifted and grunted while on his back, "Dammmmmnnnn! Augghhhh!" His face turned beet red while he came. I stopped bouncing so hard and slowed to a steady pace to milk it all out of him. When he finished, I stood up and my gaping asshole was then leaking spunk as much as my pussy. I was a creamy mess.
Through the noise of all the guys' comments, I looked at the only two remaining men to yet have an orgasm. Of course it was Michael and his father Jeff who were smiling with their hands tied behind their backs. Michael was sitting on the end, and Jeff was beside him on the corner section of the bench.
I wanted my finale to be grand so I remembered a scene from a movie called "From Dusk till Dawn" where Salma Hayek strips in a bar and uses her feet. Knowing Michael loved my feet, I was going to replicate that scene and even though I had no idea if Jeff did as well, I didn't care.
Taking the champagne out of the dripping ice, I worked the cork until it popped! Sparkling liquid flowed out all over the table and when I shook it, I began to spray the crowd of men! When everyone had settled down, it was time. Standing on the edge of the table, I lifted my leg, pointed my painted red toe and ordered my fiancé, "Open up."
He followed my instructions and opened his mouth. I put my toes inside and began to pour champagne down my leg into his mouth off my toes. Most of it just ran all over the place but some of the liquid was hitting its destination. Michael was lapping it up off my toes like a thirsty dog.
When I felt his tongue dive between the crevices of my toes, I moaned and began to tease, "Ahh, baby drink it all up. That's it, be a good boy and suck em clean. Boys, look at him go. He would swallow my entire foot if I let him. Right there...you missed some. There you go, get every drop off my dirty feet. I have been wearing those heels for a very long time and walking around on the dirty floor and you don't even care. That is how much you love me, don't you baby?"
He mumbled his agreement when I stopped pouring, then I pulled my foot out of his mouth. I looked at Jeff and said to the crowd, "Let's just see if his Dad has a little thing for my cute feet like his son does. You know the routine Jeffy, open up and say ah."
The tough retired ex-military man opened his mouth for me and I inserted my other foot. Wiggling my toes on his tongue, I poured champagne down my leg into Jeff's mouth the same way I had done to Michael. He lapped and drank it off my dirty foot even more enthusiastically than his son which I didn't think was possible.
When I pulled my foot out of Jeff's mouth, I giggled, "I guess it does run in the family. Boys, before we get to the grand finale, let's have a toast. Roger, you are the best man, go get five glasses.""
So hot. Keep up the great work. Your story made me so hard. Looking forward to reading the finale.
