John Meets Sandra Ch. 6

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Today was the day that I was going to marry Sandra. I was standing in front of a mirror in our apartment in my black and white suit. I made some final adjustments to my appearance and now I was ready to get going to the church.

Sandra had already been at the church for about an hour, she was getting dressed at there. As everyone knows it's custom for the groom not to see his bride until the wedding.

As I was driving over to the church I was beginning to get a bit nervous. I didn't have a best man, so Sandra had told me that she had arranged for someone to be my best man at the wedding.

But she hadn't told me who it was going to be.

As I approached the church I thought that, for someone that knew that their wife-to-be was going to sleep around with other men, black men, that they wouldn't marry that woman. But not me, I was really in love with Sandra and her in me, even though she had her needs.

I drove up to the church and got out of my car and walked inside. As I was walking up to the altar I looked around and nodded to all the people who were there for our wedding.

At the left front row sat Sandra's parents and their family. And at the right front row sat my sister and some of our relatives. My parents had past away ten years ago so they weren't there for obvious reasons.

The priest was standing at the altar, and I went up and stood on the right side in front of him.

I turned around again and smiled and nodded to Sandra's parents and to my sister.

As I stood there I was wondering about where my unknown best man was. Because he was rather crucial, due to the fact that Sandra had given our rings to whom ever she had picked to be my best man.

"Hello John." I then heard from behind me.

I turned around, and there stood one of my bosses from the company that I work for, along with another guy.

"Hello sir." I said.

My boss Darryl was this, 34 years old, 6 foot 4 tall dark black man. And I might as well tell you that I didn't really like Darryl very much. He had often made me work late at the office, but with no over time pay increase.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Well Sandra asked if I could be your best man, and after some, uhm... persuasion from her side I said yes." My boss told me grinning at me.

"I see." I said knowing what kind of persuasion he meant.

"And I also brought a colleague from work. This is Sean." Darryl introduced Sean.

"Hi John, so you're the whipped one that Darryl has told me about." Sean said with a grin on his face.

"You don't mind having two best men, do you John?" Darryl asked me.

"I guess not." I answered as I looked down at the floor.

"So when is that delicious bride of yours that I've heard so much about coming out." Sean asked me.

Just as I was beginning to feel a bit humiliated by their talk, the music in the church changed and Sandra appeared at the back of the church.

Everyone turned around and watched Sandra as she walked up to the altar.

"Wow." I thought to myself as I looked at her.

Sandra looked absolutely gorgeous in her white wedding gown. Even though I had been together with Sandra for a few years now, seeing her like that made my heart begin to beat faster and faster.

I felt like the luckiest man alive, that beautiful woman was actually going to marry me.

"You look beautiful." I then told Sandra as she came up to me.

She gave me a big smile back.

Then we turned and faced the priest. He then started the ceremony.

Ten minutes later.

"Your rings." Said the priest.

I turned to Darryl and he handed me our rings.

We had written our own small vows.

"This ring represents my love and devotion to you." I said as I placed the ring on Sandra's finger.

"This ring represents my love for you." Sandra said as she placed the ring on my finger.

"Do you John take Sandra to be your wife?" The priest asked me.

"I do." I told him as I looked at Sandra.

"Do you Sandra take John to be your husband?" He then asked Sandra.

"I do." Sandra said.

"By that I pronounce you husband and wife."

We then reached over and kissed each other. Sandra gave me a long passionate kiss. It felt great, it had been a long time since Sandra gave me a kiss like that.

After that we rushed out and got into a limo that we drove around in for about a half an hour.

We had rented a restaurant at a large hotel to have our after ceremony gathering.

When Sandra and I got there, all of our family, relatives and friends were already there waiting for us.

Sandra's parents came up to us.

"That was a beautiful ceremony." Her mother said.

"We thought so." Sandra and I said.

Then my sister came over to us.

"Congratulations." She said.

"Thanks." We said.

Sandra's parents, my sister and we talked for a few minutes.

"We better go and cut the cake now." Sandra then said.

Sandra and I then walked over to the cake and we both held the knife as we cut the cake.

Everyone applauded.

Later when we had eaten and talked with more people, the band started playing music.

"Should we." I asked Sandra.

Sandra then took my hand and we got up on the floor and started slow dancing. Everyone watched us for the first dance, then other people got up and started dancing as well.

A few minutes later I felt a pat on my back.

"May I cut in?" It was Darryl who asked.

"I don't..." I was about to say no."

"Of course you can." Sandra interrupted me.

Sandra then let go of me, and Darryl moved in and they started dancing.

I knew that it was custom that other people danced with the bride, but I didn't like that it was Darryl who was now dancing with Sandra.

Some of the people in the room looked at me in a funny way. It was like they didn't approve of me letting my new wife dance with a black man.

I then went over and got a drink. As I sat there Sean came up to me.

"Mind if I have a round with your wife after Darryl." Sean asked me.

I knew that Sandra would dance with him even if I said no.

"I guess you can." I said.

"Because you now, your bride looks very hot in the white wedding dress." Sean then told me.

By this time I was rather used to the fact that black men talked about Sandra in that way, but I still felt a bit humiliating, it was our wedding day after all.

As time past and people began to leave, Sandra and I was saying good-bye to them.

Then Michelle, a friend of Sandra's came up to us to say good-bye.

"Well have a nice wedding night." Michelle told us.

"Oh it's going to be a great night." Sandra told her whilst looking over at Darryl and Sean.

"Oh I see." Michelle said giggling.

With this I began to feel a bit uncomfortable. But I was sure that Sandra was going to sleep with me tonight and not with a black man as she normally did every other night. After all, it was our wedding night.

We had rented the bridal suite at this hotel for the night.

When all of the people that had been to our wedding had left, we were going up to our room. But then I noticed two guys that hadn't left.

It was Darryl and Sean, whom were walking over to us.

"So Sandra, are you ready for a hot night." Darryl asked her.

"Oh yes I am." Sandra said smiling at him.

Darryl then walked up to Sandra and gave her a big kiss.

Although I had seen this kind of thing before, it was still a bit uncomfortable because we were in the lobby of the hotel.

And Sandra was wearing her wedding dress and there were people looking at us, wondering why this black man was kissing my bride.

As we were getting into the elevator I was feeling a little humiliated.

"John, you don't mind if Darryl and Sean spend the night with me do you?" Sandra asked me.

"Well I had hoped that we would spend the night together." I said.

"Oh that's so sweet, but we will, in a way." Sandra told me as she was being felt up by Sean.

"I have gotten the next room for you, there's even a connecting door between the rooms. So that you can hear me all night." Sandra told me.

"You do want me to have a nice wedding night don't you?" She then asked me.

"Yes of course I do." I said feeling more and more humiliated as Darryl and Sean were grinning at me.

"What a total sissy." Sean said.

"Man, your bride tastes great." Darryl told me as he started tongue kissing her again.

The elevator then stopped at our floor and we then walked over to the bridal suite.

Sean then opened the door to their suite.

"Here's the key to your room." Sandra handed me the key to the next room.

I looked down at the floor as I took the key.

"Oh okay honey, you can come in and watch for a few minutes." Sandra told me.

I looked up at her.

"But then you'll have to leave, I think these black studs want to be alone with me." She told me.

"Ok." I told her.

Well, at least I got to see her for a bit on our wedding night. When we got in, I closed the door behind me.

"Well slut, you know what to do." Darryl told Sandra.

"Oh yes I do." Sandra said with a smile on her face.

Sandra got down on her knees between Sean and Darryl and began to unbutton their pants.

"Hey wimp, sit your ass down on that chair over there." Sean then told me.

"You should feel lucky that we allow you to watch for even a moment." Sean then said.

"Ye..yes." I said to him.

Sandra had now pulled Darryl and Seans pants down and she was stroking their bulges with her hands.

She then grabbed the top of their underwear with each of her hands and then she pulled them down.

I saw Sandra's face lit up with joy as she saw their huge cocks.

"Oh my, you're both soo big." Sandra told them as she took one of their cocks in each hand.

I looked at her sitting there in front of them on her knees in her white wedding dress stroking their black cocks.

Sandra then reached over and took Darryls big cockhead into her mouth.

"Mmm." She moaned as she slowly started to suck on his shaft.

"Oh man, your wife can really suck." Darryl the told me.

I sat there watching as my own dick got rock hard. I wished that I would some day experience her mouth like that. But I knew that most likely that would never happen. Even though she was now my wife, I knew that she belonged to black males.

"Ah yeah, suck my cock." Sean grunted as Sandra switched between him and Darryl.

"Hey Darryl, look at that wimp. His eyes are completely glued to his wife." Sean said to Darryl.

"Do you want him to leave?" Sandra then asked as she stopped sucking.

"Not as long as he's quiet. Hey bitch, did I tell you that you could stop sucking?" Darryl then asked her.

"I'm sorry, I'll try and make it up for you." Sandra said as she held Darryls cock straight up and started sucking on his balls.

"Yeah that's right." Darryl said.

KNOCK, KNOCK.

There was a knock on the door.

"Oh I ordered some champagne, could you get that honey, I'm a little busy?" Sandra asked me.

"But they might..." I was about to say that they might see you.

"Get the door white boy." Sean told me.

I nodded.

I tried to stand up correctly, but it was kind of hard because my dick was so hard. I had to walk a bit funny when I went over and opened the door.

"Here's your champagne." A woman said as I opened the door.

She had the champagne in a bucket of ice on a rolling table.

The woman then tried to roll the table into the room, but I stopped her.

"Could you just leave it here outside?" I said to her.

"Well ok, I don't want to disturb the newlyweds." She said.

Then the woman and I heard a voice from inside our suite.

"Hey white boy, have her bring the champagne in here."

It was Darryl who said that.

As I then looked over at the woman, she looked a bit surprised at the fact that she heard another mans voice coming from our bridal suite.

"Ok, you can bring it in." I reluctantly told the woman.

I opened the door and the woman rolled the table inside our room.

As she came into the room she got a shocked look on her face.

"What the!" She said as she saw Sandra in her wedding dress kneeling in front of those two black males.

The woman then just stood there stunned at what she saw.

"Well sissy boy, tip the woman." Darryl told me.

I nodded as I got out my wallet and gave her a twenty.

As I then was able to get her out of the room she gave me a nasty look.

"What kind of a whipped man are you." She said as she walked away.

You couldn't feel more humiliated than I felt by now.

Then when I got back into the room, I saw Sandra standing in front of Darryl and Sean and she had begun stripping.

"Well wimp, it's time for you to leave." Sean then told me.

"Sorry honey, they want to be alone with me." Sandra told me.

"You got that right. We're about to taste your brides sweet pussy." Darryl then told me.

So I reluctantly walked to the next room trough the interconnecting door between our rooms.

"We'll leave the door a bit open so that you can hear your new wife moan all night long." Sean then told me as he went back to Sandra.

I laid down on the bed in my room as I listened to what was happening in the next room.

I soon started to hear some soft moans that I recognized. But then they started to get louder and louder.

I could hear what they were saying.

"Oh yes, fuck me you big black stud." I heard Sandra moan out.

I heard Sandra's moans mixed with Darryls grunts which where getting heavier and heavier.

"Oh goddd, I'm cummming." I then heard Sandra yell out.

Even though I felt jealous, I had gotten my dick out and was stroking it.

"Ah." I moaned softly as I soon came all over my suit.

A minute after I had shot my load I heard something else.

"Ah yeahhhh." I heard Darryl grunt out quite loud.

He was most likely cumming inside of my new bride.

Then for a short moment I didn't hear anything. But then I heard another man starting to grunt, along with Sandra's moans.

I was probably Sean who had begun fucking her by now.

A moment later Darryl came into my room completely naked.

"I'm just getting some glasses." Darryl said as he went over to the bar cabinet and got some glasses.

"Let me tell you John, It felt so fucking good to unload inside your wife's pussy." Darryl told me as he gave me a big grin.

As he walked back into their room I heard him laugh.

"Needle dick in the other room has cum all over his suit." Darryl told Sean and Sandra.

I heard them all have good long laugh.

After that I got some drinks from the bar and soon I passed out.

But I woke up a few times that night from the moans and noise coming from the bridal suite.

The next morning I woke up at noon.

I didn't hear anything coming from the bridal suite, so I decided to go into their room and see if Darryl and Sean had left.

The room smelled like cum and sweat mixed together.

I could see their clothes on the floor, but there was no one in the bed. Then I heard a shower stop. And a moment later Sandra, Darryl and Sean came out from the bathroom totally naked.

"Hey white boy, you better get into your own room, we're not finished yet." Darryl told grinning.

Sandra had a big smile on her face and she looked like she had really been enjoying herself.