I’ve never told anyone this before, not even my brother: I had sex on his wedding day…twice. He knows about one of the times because it involved him. We always laughed and said that I’d be the prettiest best man there; but, of course, we gave into tradition and I was a bridesmaid.
Before the wedding, I asked for time alone with the groom, and all the guys ogled me but left us alone. I grabbed his bowtie and pushed him up against the dresser, a little of the bourbon spilling. I pushed up against him and told him that it was only right that the most important woman in his life should have sex with him first on his special day. He smiled and lifted me up against the wall, wrinkling the fabric of my dress. Someone was knocking at the door as we grunted, telling them we had dropped something. “We’ve almost got it,” we said when they asked us to open the door. We climaxed in the wedding attire that his stupid bride had picked out.
Not half-an-hour later, the bride asked to speak with me alone. I was wondering if she found out that her husband-to-be had just fucked me and had no intention of giving me up. But, no, she wanted my advice! I don’t know why…but as I looked at her cherry-red lips, and voluptuous bosom, I got so horny! I came closer to her and kissed her on the cheek, then the lips. She didn’t resist; instead, she slid her hands around my gown and unzipped it. We were naked, me licking her cunt and her face in my pussy. She tasted delicious and fresh, so creamy, as she came all over my face. She put a finger inside of me and it stroked my G-spot…I squirted all into her mouth!
Needless to say, there were at least three people that day who were walking down the aisle more relaxed than anyone else!
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