Category: wedding

Wedding Party

Last week my friend Tom invited me to attend his friend’s wedding, which was supposed to be a very lavish affair. Tom didn’t have a girlfriend, so as a favor to him, my husband and I both agreed that I should be his date. Tom is the type of guy a girl just wants to be friends with. In some ways he can be cool, but actually he’s kind of a loser.

He said he was arranging for a limousine to take us to and from the wedding. At the last minute his dorky friend Dan called and wanted to tag along with us. This was totally okay with me, since I didn’t expect to get laid that night anyhow.

I picked out a black satin dress that I had worn the year before to a college dance. It was not too extravagant, but it was suitable for a fancy wedding. I found my favorite bra and admired the extra cleavage it produced. I slipped on matching panties and looked at myself in the mirror. Wow, I looked great! Just for the hell of it I rubbed my breasts and tweaked my nipples to make them hard.

When Tom picked me up, the limousine turned out to be just a Cadillac with a driver. The driver’s name was Sal, another friend of Tom’s.

Sal had brought some good stuff along. We smoked a joint on the way to the hotel, and probably drank at least half a case of beer. By the time we got there I was feeling good. I was also hot and horny, and I wondered if it was obvious.

Inside the hotel, I looked around and noticed that there were gorgeous men everywhere. I was glad I had picked the black dress; it made me look sexy. I knew then that by the end of the evening I would be sucking someone’s cock. I just didn’t know whose.

The wedding reception was very extravagant, with ice sculptures and little gifts for all the guests. The dinner seemed to go on forever, followed by hours of dancing. The bar was open, and all the liquor was top notch. I drank Vodka and tonic and smoked a couple of joints. Any time I wanted to smoke, all I had to do was go out to the car, and Sal would have a joint ready. I always remembered to take a drink with me to keep my spirits up.

On my way back to the party after one of these excursions I ran into Paul, who I had dated about five years ago. He quickly drew me into his arms and kissed me solidly on the lips. “How the hell are you, Tracy?”

“Paul, how have you been?” I said. I was barely able to form the words. My mind was spinning from the pot I’d just smoked, and from the suddenness of seeing Paul again.
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Horny New Zealand Honeymoon

Lily and I had been dating for three years before I proposed to her on her 21st birthday. She had said yes even before I finished the sentence. Six months later we would be married in a sweet ceremony that lasted all day. By midnight we were exhausted from the whole process, but we were burning with desire for each other. Both of us have been brought up in Christian homes, where sex before marriage was a no-no, it wasn’t the worst sin that could be imagined (despite what many people think), but it was not appreciated. This did not bother us in one bit as it allowed us to focus on finishing our studies at separate colleges and to get to know the real other person rather than the physical one. However, by the time we made it up to our hotel sweet we were ready to tear each other’s clothes off. It the tuxedo and the wedding dress weren’t so expensive we would have, so we reluctantly took off our clothes slowly and carefully.

Finally, there we stood, me in my plain silver satin boxers and Lily in a magnificent red lingerie set she had gotten on her hens night. The sight of her two well developed breasts protruding from her chest and her mound, which formed a camel-toe underneath her g-string caused my dick to stiffen immediately, creating a tent in my boxers. Lily was more beautiful than I had ever imagined in my dreams. I was glad we waited; this was going to be a special night. I scooped her up n my arms and carried her over to the large queen size bed and laid her on it. I slotted myself in beside her and we immediately started kissing each other passionately, exploring the inside of each other’s mouths. We knew how to do that well. Our hands roamed over the other person’s body. While we were doing this I reached around her back and started to try and undo her bra. And I do say tried to, because in my eagerness I just couldn’t undo it, so Lily sat up, slid her arms out of her bra and twisted it around and undid it herself, revealing a pair of elegant breasts. Hers were round, firm and the size of a melon and were tipped by set of small round pink nipples. I had to reach out and touch them, so I sat up and slowly I extended my arm and brushed the surface of her breast with my fingertips. Her body reacted by shivering at my touch. I looked into Lily’s grey eyes and saw desire, love and passion there. Her hands snaked out and placed my other hand on her free breast. I was in heaven.

We were sitting cross-legged opposite each other. My hands roaming about on her breast, and hers had found their way into my boxer shorts and had a firm grip on my dick. Oh my goodness, I was getting my first hand-job by someone other than myself. Lily’s older sister had been married for several years before we did and given her some information to help us out tonight, without my knowledge. So after a while of mutual fondling she pushed me onto my back and knelt between my open legs. She pulled my boxers off and threw them over her shoulder and onto the floor. I had stayed hard, very hard and my 6 ½ in dick was free and waving in the air in all its glory. She didn’t continue with the hand-job, instead she bent down and began to lick my rigid pole. Her tongue flayed my dick for some time before she took it into her mouth. Later I would find out that her sister had told her to get me to come first before be had sex, because I was less likely to come too early when we did try it. It would prove to be valuable advice.
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Naughty Time

I can never forget the most naughtiest fuck of my life. I think it’s because It was also one of my best as well….

I was at one of my best friends wedding reception. We had known each other for years and we had grown up and learnt everything together. And I mean EVERYTHING! I was wearing quite a revealing dress for the occasion as it was mid summer and very hot. The combination of the dress and the heat was really starting to turn me on and I couldn’t help but discreetly sneak my fingers up my dress underneath the table. After a while of pleasing myself, my glance briefly came in line with the groom, Tony. He was staring right at me with a very mischievious grin on his face. I had always thought he was quite attractive and knowing he had caught me out just turned me on even more. I had also heard that he had quite a lot in a certain department and that he knew how to use it.

Without thinking, I got up from the table and slowly walked past where he was sitting. As I past him, I turned around slightly and mouthed out “room 14” really slowly. I detected a slight nod from him and he mouthed back “5 minutes.” I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but sure enough I was on my way to my room, number 14 and getting more and more excited by the second.

I had just gone inside when I heard a knock on the door. Starting to breathe heavily, I spun around and opened it. It was Tony, who immediately grabbed me and threw me on the bed. He slammed the door shut and took off his jacket shirt and tie straight away staring at me all the time. He then told me how he had always wanted to fuck me hard ever since he had first met me and that because it was his wedding day to someone else, just turned him on so much.

He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled the zip on my dress down while I started to loosen his belt. As we did this, my tits popped out right in front of his face and Tony just burried his head in them. He then stripped my dress and panties off me and took a step back. By now I was getting extremely wet, and there was only one thing I wanted: COCK!
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Katies Special Day

Katie took her time getting dressed – she had to be dressed well for the day, for the day she and her family had been waiting for, for over 6 months. It was a special day for her family and friends. There had been a lot of decisions to make, and everyone had suggestions, but in the end, so she didn’t favour anyone, she decided she would arrive on her own. Hence she was waiting for the time to leave – everyone else had gone on to the venue.

Katie had bought her outfit some time before, not sure whether it would be a hot day. Luckily for someone like her, now aged 24, poised and slim, short black hair, medium height, there was plenty to choose from. It was a hot day – it was hotter than anyone had expected, but the outfit had to be worn – the long sleeve dress. Luckily it was a light beige colour, suitable for the hot weather.

She had wondered whether it would be cold, and decided if it was, she would wear a shawl with it. She wouldn’t need a shawl! She would need little else, and decided that she would only wear a lacy thin bra, and risk not wearing any panties – she would carry some in her handbag in case, but it was so hot she decided to leave them off. Her mind had pored back and forth, but in the end she thought that if she wore them, they got sweaty, it would show under her dress, make her dress cling to them, and that wasn’t good.
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