I nodded enthusiastically. "I missed your taste, and how your hard cock fills my mouth completely," I told him. I pushed his wet dick back into my mouth and let it slide into my throat.
"Do you still think of my when you masturbate?" Dave asked.
"Mm-hmm," I replied.
"Do you still use that big pink dildo when you fuck yourself?" he asked. I could feel Dave was breathing much harder now.
"Mm-hmm," I replied.
I felt spit collecting at the side of my mouth and it was dripping down my chin. I continued to work his cock in and out of my mouth.
"Does your husband like your blowjobs?" Dave asked.
I froze in place. The realization of what I was doing came crashing down on me. Here I was in my wedding dress on my knees, tits-out, sucking my ex-boyfriend's cock.
I paused for a moment, and then resumed sucking Dave's cock. I decided to let the feeling of cheating add to my excitement.
"Mm-hmm," I answered.
"Ya? I bet he loves your perfect blowjobs."
"Is his dick as big as mine?" Dave asked.
"Nnn-nnn." I replied shaking my head 'no'.
"Ya, I guess not," Dave said, "You do love a big cock. Do you think of me when he fucks you?"
I only paused for a moment before I answered.
"Mm-hmm," I replied. I could tell Dave loved that answer. He let out a low groan and I squeezed his balls gently.
"GOD that feels SO good!" Dave said through clenched teeth. "I'm gonna come in your mouth, understand? And you're going to swallow every drop."
Before I could answer the door burst open. There stood Marie.
"Oh... my... GOD!" she shouted. I whipped my head around to see her, Dave's fat cock still twitching in my hand.
"Karen, what the FUCK?!" she shouted.
"Quiet!" I hissed! "Close the door and come here."
I jumped to my feet and pulling Dave by the cock I dragged him to the small bed. Maria closed the door and took a few steps towards us.
"You need to stand guard," I explained. As I spoke I hiked my dress up and grabbing my white panties pulled them down to my ankles.
"Jesus, you... you're going to fuck him right now?" Marie said in disbelief.
I climbed on the bed on all fours and flipped my skirt up off my bare ass. Dave wasted no time. It was as if Marie wasn't standing there at all. He parked himself behind me, lined up his stiff cock with my wet opening and with a single push, drove his wide cock into my slick pussy as far as it would go.
"God, YES," I moaned, "Fuck me! Fuck me one last time!"
"Do NOT fuck her, Dave! I'm warning you!" Marie cried. But Dave ignored her. He screwed me slowly at first, then built up to a steady rhythm.
"You love this don't you?" Dave grunted, "You love my big cock inside you, don't you - you dirty little slut."
"YES!" I blurted out, "God, Dave, don't stop! Make it hurt..."
I could hear Marie let out an exasperated sigh. "We don't have time for this!" she said looking at her watch.
Dave released my shoulders and grabbed my bare hips. He switched into "jackrabbit" mode, doubling his speed and filling the small room with the wet sounds of slapping flesh.
I could see Marie dash over to the window and look out. She shook her head. "Fuck," I heard her say. She looked over at me. Dave was in high gear, fucking me hard and fast. He held my hips tight. I heard him let out a little gasp with each stab of his thick cock. I could feel beads of sweat rolling down my face. I hoped my makeup wasn't running too badly.
Marie grabbed a tube of lipstick off the desk and ran over to me. She whipped my veil off my face and dropped to her kneed beside the bed. Dave stopped pumping for a moment as Marie quickly re-applied lipstick to my lips. Lipstick that I had left smudged on Dave's big cock. The moment she was finished Dave resumed pounding me.
"God, that feels so GOOD," I moaned. My voice bounced as I took each of Dave's thrusts. My big hanging tits bounced in every direction.
"You stupid slut," Marie said, "You're going to get caught." I looked up. She was standing beside the bed with her arms folded, shaking her head.
Suddenly I felt Marie's hands on my bare breasts. She was pulling my dress up and sliding each of my wobbling tits back into my lace bra. I felt a zing of pleasure as her hands pressed against my engorged nipples. When she was finished I felt her pulling up my zipper.
"I'm coming... Where do you want it?" Dave grunted.
"NOT ON THE DRESS!" Marie and I cried at once.
"Just dump it in her pussy you fucking idiot! We're late!" Marie exclaimed.
Dave's body went stiff and I heard him groan. I felt his big cock pulse over and over inside me. I pushed my bare ass back against him and squeezed my pussy tight. I could feel his tight ball sac pressing hard against my clit. Dave pumped me three more times quickly. Finally I felt him relax. He loosened his grip on my hips.
"Ok, show's over!" Marie said. As Dave's cock slipped from my pussy, I felt Marie grabbing my hand. She pulled me off the bed. My legs were still shaking as I tried to stand. I felt her pulling my dress back down over my bare ass.
Marie ushered me to the door. She turned to face me and spend another few seconds looking me over. She adjusted my veil, and tugged my dress this way and that.
"You smell like a goddamned whore," she muttered. She opened the door and we flew downstairs. Two minutes later I found myself outside on the lawn marching slowly down the aisle. A hundred people were standing, watching me. As I slowly walked I could fell Dave's warm come running out of my bare pussy and down my legs. I hoped no one would notice. I prayed I wasn't leaving a trail.
I met my fiancé at the end of the isle. He was beaming. "You look beautiful," he said.
As the minister began to speak, I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Dave sitting in the crowd. He was smiling and wiping away his tears...with my panties.
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NOW IT ALL MAKES SENSE
I've been reading this shit now for a couple of months and I could never quite put my finger on what was off with these stories and then it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I always wondered about the writers (I'm convinced there only 3-4 of these guys) having the loving wife or girlfriend say something about it only being sex. For the longest time that pissed me off because it made no sense...and then it struck me why it doesn't make sense. Women are so different from men that it's said we're from different planets. Women are all about connecting on the emotional level so for woman to go all out for sex with some strange dick there would have to be a strong emotional connection with the person connected to that strange dick. So much so that she wouldn’t have the connection to the poor husband or boyfriend she has chosen to abandon. She simply would not make these hollow meaningless protestations of deep, unfailing love and devotion for the jilted husband or boyfriend these 3 writers find so compelling.
Bottom line is that the stories are written so obviously from a man's point of view that it makes the story completely unbelievable, just so much hogwash. Men do believe it could be "just sex" because men think with their dicks, the lower head rules the upper head. But women are all about the heart and without that engaged, there really isn't that strong a sex drive, not on the level these 4 writers try to convey. Now if she's transferred the love, then the story makes sense up to the point of all the i love and only you bullshit.
So please, continue to write this shit, just make sure you give the betrayed husband/boyfriend plenty of ammunition to go for the nuclear response when he burns the bitch and her bastard by having the caught slut say something like "yeah, his dick is bigger, he lasts longer, I get a complete meal when I swallow his load and I think I've developed a deeper love for him than I ever had with you...if I ever loved you at all'. Then just go for the all out assault letting the betrayed not be more than fair, to want to deeply hurt the woman I'll probably always love. I think you would have a deeper fan base from the btb crowd if you'd just turn the cuckolds loose to totally rampage that sluts life the way real American men would when faced with that kind of emasculationmore...
Excellent story
i came in the middle of reading it
Here we go Again
Of course the groom to be would insist that her ex-boyfriend be invited to the wedding..NOT! All the little cucks to be have no brains at all. So the whore wife to be can fuck around with Of course...her ex-boyfriend...C'mon lets get some fresh thinking going on here! For once have the little cuck have a brain and the big cock have none. And the whore gets her's before the ceremony and the wedding is cancelled on account of little cock having being smart enough to know what a whore he almost married!! Not the same old Here we go again shit!more...
hope she gets caught
AND anon too scum of the earth whores
Been There...done that and more!
When I was in high school, I fucked a lot of guys...and a few kinky girls. In college I did the same. Finally met a grad student my freshman year, screwed him every evening when he came over after his work shift ended. And he fell in love with me. We got married in a late afternoon ceremony so that gave me the morning to fuck my father-in-law to be (been having an affair with him for 6 months), my brother-in-law to be, and a good friend and his wife in a really kinky threesome. My cunt was running as I went down the aisle. After the ceremony and all the wedding extravaganza was over, we headed out to our honeymoon suite at a great hotel. We of course stripped and had amazing sex and around midnight he was out cold. I put on a robe and slipped out of the room, knocked on the door across the hall and went into the assistant hotel managers room. He was an older ex-boy friend and I knew he was managing the hotel. He pulled me in the large bathroom, ripped my robe down and fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I came and came and came. When he was finished with me, we went out of the bathroom and right to the bed. There, naked and thoroughly fucked, was my maid of honor. We dove on each other and I would eat her while my ex pounded my cunt, then we would switch, my ex pounding her while she ate my cunt. Around 4:30 in the morning I put my robe on and when back into the room. At 5:30, my new husband woke up, grabbed me, and started fucking me...marveling at how wet I was. He said to me, "I don't know how you can be so slick and hot and slutty like, but keep it up...l am going to love having you all to myself." Believe me, I have never disappointed him. And, I have never gotten tired of having sex with my former lovers, friends, ex-boy friends, and girl friends...all of whom make me slick and hot and slutty. We have just had our 25th anniversary and had a repeat of our wedding day and night.more...
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