Abigail in Trouble Ch. 10: Bridesmaid Ambush

She felt him move up the bed, naked behind her, and grip her waist, turning her over. She didn't have the energy to struggle directly against him as he turned her until she lay flat on her back, her head propped up on the pillows and her front displayed to him in all its glory in the sexy lace underwear, all down to her naked pussy. She meekly looked up at him as he loomed over her on his knees, his glistening and throbbing cock erect and pointing up at her pretty face.

Then he did something surprising. He lay forward, bridging himself over her body, before gently lowering himself down to rest on her soft, lace clad body, pinning her gently to the bed. She put her hands up to his chest to try to keep him off her, but couldn't prevent his body settling down onto hers.

He could feel her soft breasts squashed slightly under his chest. His hot man flesh rested firmly upon her abdomen. He rested his elbows on each side of her as he gently brushed the hair from the frightened teenager's face to gaze down at her beauty.

He tenderly cupped her face with both hands and brought his mouth down onto her in a surprisingly tender kiss. His lips softly played with hers, teasing them open and the tip of his tongue darted in to lick her teeth. She moaned slightly as he held her face more firmly and his tongue explored inside her mouth, playing firmly with hers and licking slowly around the soft and tasty walls of her mouth as his lips clamped more firmly over hers.

As he held her face captive and kissed her more deeply and more insistently, his feet moved in between hers and forced her legs apart slowly. She tried to protest and resist, pushing against him and trying to wriggle from under him, but he was too strong for her. Soon her thighs opened under the strong prying of his feet and knees, forcing her stocking clad legs to part around his naked form.

His lips held hers captive as his hands found her wrists and she squirmed and moaned as he pinned her hands onto the pillow on either side of her head as his thighs wormed between hers, spreading her legs wider around him. His torso settled itself between her creamy white thighs. He could feel the wetness of her opened flower against the base of his long, heavy cock.

She squirmed under him as he nudged his knees under hers, lifting her thighs to either side of his. He rocked his body down hers and his thighs bent up under hers, lifting her pussy up towards him and allowing the length of his dick to slide right down until the throbbing tip rested over her clit, making it thrum gently under the hot flesh.

He continued to pin Abigail firmly to the bed, kissing her deeply as he flexed his loins against her, drawing his cock down and positioning the bulbous head down until it nestled against her warm, moist opening, spread helplessly before it. She whimpered helplessly into his mouth as he shifted slowly back up her, forcing his cock to spread her flesh around him and his shaft entered up and into her depths again.

His hot, hard cock spread her young pussy lips as he slowly slid forward, impaling her on his rock-hard shaft as he slid his body up hers. His bum flexed forward, driving his long cock deep, deep up inside her body, right up against the end, and pressed firmly there, pinning her to the sheets.

He broke the kiss, releasing her mouth and her wrists and leant back up, so that he could look down upon her beauty trapped below him, and his cock pressed firmly up again her front walls inside as he did so. She looked back up at him, eyes opened wide in disbelief and helplessness. Her breasts heaved beautifully up and down, with her heavy breathing, while her body responded to the internal stretching he was giving her.

Her hands lay flat to either side of her head. The soft mounds of her breasts rose and fell, restrained by the lace of the corset, a fact that was not lost on him. He rocked back a little, propping himself on his elbows on either side of her waist, making his cock slide out of her some considerable distance, but not letting the head slip from between her tight lips. His hands came down onto her large breasts and closed around them, squeezing gently. He could feel the shapes of the nipples poking through.

Then his fingers grasped the top edge of the lace of the cups and started peeling them down, exposing her soft, swelling flesh. She bit her bottom lip, shook her head slightly and pleaded with her eyes as he slowly uncovered her soft breasts. Soon, her nipples sprung free of the lace, throbbing and erect now that they were no longer confined. He drew the cups down to the underwiring of the corset, fully exposing the lovely round orbs, and tucked them underneath.

Her large young melons heaved invitingly up towards him, and the nipples visibly stiffened further in the colder air. His warm, strong hands came back to cup around the perimeter of each soft orb, the yielding flesh squashed and peaked by his gentle pressure making them thrust up towards him. His fingers gently grasped around the shapes and squeezed inwards and his thumbs came down onto her nipples and nudged them up and down.

He molested her breasts firmly while his lips came down onto hers again, capturing her mouth as he held her. He gripped her narrow waist firmly in his elbows and lowered his torso down onto her. Her breasts were squashed under his chest and held firmly in his hands.

Then he rocked his hips back, held her tightly and thrust firmly forward. She shrieked into his mouth as his long, hard cock slipped straight up through her body and the head embedded deep up inside her. He held himself deep inside her, before drawing back and repeating the lovely stroke. He leant up slightly, releasing her mouth and looking down at her face as he started to pump her long and deep.

She tilted her head back, exposing her throat, and squealed with each inward thrust. Her hands flopped around beside her head as he continued to move himself forwards and back, sliding deeply in and out of the captive beauty. Her dainty feet in their stockings and heels bounced cutely to either side as he fucked her. Her eyes opened wide and shut tight in time to his thrusting.

He gripped her breasts firmly, squeezing them so that her nipples pointed up, and the forefinger and thumb of each hand squeezed sharply, making her squeak. He began to roll and tweak her throbbing nipples firmly, making them stiff and sensitive, as he increased the pace of his thrusting. The wet, firm friction across her G-spot along with the squashing of her clit each time he bottomed out inside her, were driving her towards a new orgasm.

Abigail started making little high-pitched whimpering noises and her head tossed delightfully from side to side as he fucked her harder. He started urging himself as deep as possible into her body, expanding her tunnel and delving a little deeper each time. This and the tweaking on her nipples sent sharp twinges of pleasure straight down to her clit and before she realised it, a huge orgasm swept over her.

She started squeaking and convulsing underneath him, bucking and writhing, inside and out as her body was wracked with involuntary spasms of pleasure. He held her tightly and pounded into her, driving her along the crest of her orgasmic wave and keeping her in the throes of ecstasy. His thrusting was fast, deep and insistent as he powered into the bridesmaid as she came over and over and over. He could feel her body clenching his pumping shaft in wave upon wave of bliss. She threw her arm high up on the pillows and arched toward him as she continued to cum, hard.

He pumped firmly into this soft and squidgy princess, riding her orgasm and gripping her body under his as he fucked her harder. Her high-pitched shrieks drove him on not giving her any respite as he pounded her. He could feel her pussy muscles spasming around his pistoning cock, and she squirted inside, keeping herself wet for the good shafting he was giving her.

Finally, the blissful wet sliding friction deep inside her was too much for him. With a roar and a deep plunge into her pussy, his cock buck and a blast of sticky jism splashed firmly into her womb. She felt the blast and squealed afresh at the sloppy sensation. He withdrew and plunged back into her, only to erupt again deep up inside her again, coating her walls with cream. He kept pumping hard and exploding deep inside her, spraying her insides and filling her up with goo. His cock pulsed and pumped long streams of liquid into her helpless body, each time making her convulse in another shudder of pleasure.

Finally, with a deep thrust, he spurted his last splurge of gunk up into the young woman's soft body and held her tight, rolling her nipples tightly in his grasp. This was too much for her body to take and in a final wave of ecstasy, her body convulsed and arched in bliss before suddenly relaxing limp, as she passed out under him.

----- Steve The Groom -----

Abigail fell into a deep sleep and Jason stayed with her until dawn, at which point he rose to arrange things and make a call.

When she awoke, she found that she was in the same bed, but now she now tied up again. She was lying on her back in the middle of the bed. Several pillows had been placed under her head and back, lifting her torso up and causing her back to arch forward. She discovered her hands had been crossed and tied tightly high up behind her back and her arms had been tied tightly together, and cinched near the elbows, thrusting her breasts up and out.

She was gagged with a soft ball with a strap which went around under her hair, so that the pitiful mewls she made were lost in the room. She was covered by the soft white duvet up to her chest, but could feel that her breasts were still bare as the soft flesh of her boobs and nipples were pressed against the duvet. She could also feel that there was rope around each knee and that they had been tied to either side of the bed, so that her thighs were spread wide under the covers.

Shortly after she woke, the door opened and Jason came in, leading another man. It was Steve the groom! Steve had his eyes closed and was being led by Jason to stand at the foot of the bed, facing her. She kept quiet, not sure whether Steve knew of her plight and would discover and save her. She was half right. Steve was wearing only his white pyjama bottoms. It looked as if Jason had fetched him from the bridal suite along the corridor.

Jason spoke. "Well, Steve. We were honoured to have been your groomsmen at your wedding, and seeing as you've already worn your new wife out, we thought we would give you a thank you treat. Enjoy. We did!" He pointed her towards a large glass that was stood on the bedside table. It seemed to be filled with a cloudy / creamy viscous liquid. Abigail gasped as she realised what it contained; the collected discharges of sperm from the four lads! That volume had all been injected inside her!

Jason then told Steve to open his eyes which he did. Steve gazed down at the young beauty tucked up in the bed before him. He saw her face, her shoulders, the gag but nothing else. His eyes bulged wider at the lovely sight and he quickly glanced sideways at Jason, who gave him a quick wink and a nod, before leaving the room and closing the door with a click.

"Well what have we got here?" he mused, kneeling at the foot of the bed and crawling up beside the helpless teenage bridesmaid as she watched him. "An Abigail, all lovely and gagged in a large bed with nothing to do all morning." He lay down beside her and moved his palm to gently cup the side of her face over the gag strap. She closed her eyes under the gentle touch.

He stroked his hand down the side of her neck, then across her shoulder blade and slightly lower to the upward curve of the top of her breasts. He felt the soft yielding flesh under his soft palm and was suspicious about what she was or wasn't wearing under the duvet. She made little mews at him, trying to get him to either stop or ungag her or anything other than move lower.

Instead his hand slid down under the edge of the duvet and, not finding any further covering, explored lower over the soft swell of her naked breasts until he encountered her soft nipples. She gasped as his hand stroked across them and deliberately rubbed back and forth over the tips which he could feel start to harden a little.

"Well, well, well" he teased. "It looks like you forgot to put your nighty on". Then his hands slid under her heaving breasts and found the material of the corset. "Or did you just forget to take your lingerie off last night?" Of course, she couldn't reply except to mumble feebly through the gag.

He pawed her breasts gently in turn, squeezing the pert shapes firmly in his strong but soft hands before he decided to investigate further. He noticed that her legs seemed to be parted somewhat so he knelt below her, between her legs and started pulling the covers down. She protested into the gag as the duvet slipped off her chest revealing her lovely swelling breasts in all their naked glory. He whistled quietly as he continued to drag the covers lower, exposing the tight lace corset. (Was it her imagination, or had Jason tightened it up again while she slept?)

Steve moved down and then off the bed as he dragged the duvet lower until her delicate white lace panties, garters and stockings were revealed. She was surprised to note that she was wearing her panties again, but dismayed as Steve completely removed the duvet, uncovering her beautiful legs in their rope constraints, her creamy thighs spread wide for him.

He stood at the foot of the bed and took his time to take in the vision of the beautiful helpless bridesmaid tied and gagged before him as an offering from his Groomsmen. She lay there, immobile and helpless, with her naked breasts heaving up and down and her lace lingerie hinting at her lush body beneath. His cock stirred in his pyjama bottoms.

Steve scooted back up the bed and lay beside her. His hand went back to cup her breasts and squeeze the pliant shapes in turn, occasionally tweaking the nipples to make them harder and more erect and making her gasp each time. Then his palm slid down the front of her tight corset and slipping down the centre, stroked over the lace frill at the bottom and rested on the smooth warm flesh of her abdomen above the low front scoop of her flimsy lace panties.

She whimpered and tried to squirm away as his fingers smoothed lower and dipped under the edge of her panties at the front. Her smooth mound felt soft to his touch as he slid his flat hand downward under her panties, following the gentle curve of her womanhood, sliding over the top of her clit hidden under its little hood, and his fingertips dipped into the dampness between her spread pussylips.

She moaned as he started stroking her there, slipping his fingertips around her sensitive flesh and dipping into the opening to her core, finding it wet inside. He spread this wetness over her pussylips, chuckling to himself as he wormed closer to her side. His nose nuzzled the side of her nearest breast until he circulated it around her nipple.

Then his wet lips softly closed around her nipple and he sucked it into his mouth, making her whimper as his tongue started to lick firmly across the sensitive, throbbing bud. He suckled her nipple firmly and wetly, drawing the bud into his mouth further and rolling it with his tongue. Making it swell, stiffen and throb further.

As he suckled her breast, his long thick finger started sliding into the depths of her womanhood, delving and exploring her lovely hole under her lace panties. She squirmed in her bonds and under his ministrations. She could feel his finger exploring deep inside her wet pussy, rubbing up against her yielding walls and across the little nub of her ultrasensitive G-spot. She whimpered as she succumbed to his teasing.

Suddenly Steve snapped. He leapt up, removed his bottoms, allowing his huge cock to spring up, and moved to kneel between her open thighs, gazing down upon the lovely helpless girl beneath him. Her breasts were bare and heaving up towards him and her damp pussy was covered by thin lace. He held her thighs and slipped his own under hers, tilting her pussy up towards him. His huge dick stood out bold and throbbing above her. She looked down at the size of it in horror.

He reached forward and took hold of the narrow sides of her flimsy lace panties. He jerked his hands up and out and she squealed as her panties tore, exposing her naked pussy, spread for him. He could see other men's sperm inside her hole as he discarded the scrap of lace. He leaned back and lowered his dick towards her hole and she jumped as the hot tip touched her moist opening. He wiggled it with his hand, coating the large bell-end with her secretions and dropping a couple of gobs of spittle onto the end. She whimpered into the gag and let her head fall back in frustration.

Once he had fully coated the bulbous end, he shifted his hips back and gripping her hips tightly, lunged forward. She screamed into the gag as his large cock opened her pussy lips wide and his large bell end stretched her tender, slippery lips around his girth and slid onwards into her depths. This was the largest cock she had ever taken! He squeezed it firmly into her young, tight body. Her juices and the previous sperm helped it slide firmly through her sensitive tunnel, expanding her belly and pressing firmly around her walls as it went, on and in and up.

He kept a steady pressure, feeding his rock-hard pole into the bridesmaid's tender pussy, filling her up inside. His bell end nudged into the tightness at the back wall of her pussy and firmly pressed forward the spear-like tip of his bulbous end penetrating and expanding new depths of her pussy. She gasped loudly as he pressed forward, still trying to insert more throbbing flesh into her body, until with a plop, her body gave way and he was fully inside her.

She arched her back up, thrusting her breasts towards the ceiling, her eyes rolled back in her head and she shrieked at the sensation of his penis firmly plunging into her depths, sawing through her slippery tightness and pressing against the deepest recess of her softness beyond. The sensation was too acute for the young beauty and she went rigid for a few seconds as her body tried to cope with being invaded so deeply.

He held his cock still, firmly pressed deep up inside the teenager. His throbbing cock filled her up and the pulsing permeated through her soft body. He flexed his hips against her, stirring his cock slightly inside her, making her squirm slightly. She felt totally impaled on his hard, throbbing pole. It was wedged deep up inside her body, expanding her pussy and making her abdomen bulge slightly. She couldn't believe just how big he felt inside her slim body. He couldn't believe how good she felt surrounding his long fat cock.

He leant forward slightly and gripped her around her narrow waist. Then, using his hips as leverage, started rocking gently back and forth inside her. As she felt his large shaft moving deep inside her, she squirmed and tried to wriggled away from him, but the ropes spreading her thighs wide and his strong hands, held her firmly onto him. He moved in and out of her gently, his tip reaming through her tight wetness as he started to stroke her insides.

As she became more accustomed to his size, he started increasing the lengths of his strokes. She whimpered and closed her eyes as he started to fuck her steadily, drawing his dick out from her tightest place before plunging back in. His cock pressed constantly against her G-spot, rubbing across it and making it throb. Each time he bottomed out, he nudged into her exposed clit, making her jump each time.

He increased the length and speed of his strokes very gradually until he was firmly pumping her helpless body, impaled on his shaft. He leant back, holding her hips and thrusting firmly and deeply through her tight pussy, fucking her hard. She squealed loudly into the gag and her head flopped around from side to side as he powered into her. Her eyes opened wide and shut tight with each long thrust into her soft body. Her lovely large breasts bounced up and down on her up-thrust chest, her nipples were extended and throbbing erect.