A Fun Reception
by Iluv R. Moore

After two solid days of fucking, I could not believe what I was
seeing. We were driving up from near Columbus on I 71 and my wife
complained she was hot. So, she carefully reached under her jeans
jumper and slipped off her blouse. The sides of her breasts and more
were readily visible depending on how she moved around in the seat.
Meanwhile, I could also see her skimpy panties bunched up around her
pussy while she was sitting normally. For two hours, she simply
talked away and smiled at every truck driver we passed. It is hard
for me to believe since, as I said, we had just completed a two-day
getaway in a romantic setting. I guess my fucking her was not
enough. I should not be surprised. It all started 17 years ago when
we first married. My wife and I had been faithful to each other
through our two-year courtship. We  played but felt it would be good
to wait for fully consummating our love. She was often horny and I
did my best and succeeded from stopping her advances. So, she made
me promise that our wedding day we would finally let loose.

I was shocked when early that day my future wife was the one
knocking on my door. She said we could  finally have the fun she
needed so badly. Perhaps the fact that she was 27 made it too
difficult for her to wait. Anyway, I told her I was very
disappointed because we had not exchanged vows yet. She began to cry
and said but today IS our wedding day and you promised to make me
feel like a woman. I told her to grow up and not be so impatient.
She apologized and left.

Later I was talking to the best man John and told him the whole
story. He thought I was joking, I do not know why, but he told me
that he would talk to her to keep her calm. We left for the church a
little early so he could talk to her. He is such a good friend. John
sought her out and found her getting ready for the exchange of vows.
When he talked to her, she exclaimed that she was not sure why I had
not fucked her. She felt that she was not desirable. John assured
her that she was very desirable and that I just respected the ways
of the church. She began to cry and say that she is 27 and getting
desperate. He put his arms around her to comfort her, while saying
soon I would be seeing her lovely breasts in the sexy bridal gown.
She asked him whether he was just saying that or just being polite.
He said that he had to remind himself not to make a move; otherwise,
he knew he would want to do more than just look at her pretty
breasts. She began to feel comfortable with John and decided to show
him a little of what I had in store for me. She showed him the
beautiful sheer white nylons, garter belt and lacy panties. She
asked whether it would turn me on. He said definitely. She still was
not sure after all the waiting and said how can she be sure. John
messed up by saying that he was getting an erection just looking at
her. She did not believe him. Why could John be so easily turned on
and my future husband Jim not be. He looked at her and asked how he
could prove it. She told him to show her that he really had an
erection. He gulped because he knew it was very dangerous. He
unzipped himself and she finally got to inspect in broad daylight
the magnificent glory of a raging hardon for the first time in her
life.  She automatically reached out and touched it. It felt velvety
to her touch. She knew right then and there she had to have cock.

John, unfortunately, was no longer thinking with his big head. There
was a knock at the door, so John ran behind the dressing screen with
his cock bobbing out of his pants. Since my wife was so flushed, she
ducked behind the screen, too. In came the bridal maids. They told
her she should come out from behind the screen and continue to
prepare for the big event. They also teased her about the honeymoon.
They talked about the joys of getting thoroughly fucked and the
emotional feelings of sucking off the one you love. They even
described how she would soon feel the head grow larger in her mouth
while it throbbed and eventually flooded her mouth with love. All of
this with John's hardon hanging out of his pants that would not go
away. She whispered to him what she should do. He said he cannot go
out with it so stiff. He talked her into giving him a handjob since
that would not really be wrong. She apologized and began to wank him
off while the girls just kept chatting away. My wife even proved
that she could talk to them while stoking his ever growing cock.

Needless to say, under these very dangerous and risky circumstances,
John did not need much to reach orgasm. When he was about to cum, he
told her that they would have to catch his load to avoid soiling the
wedding dress or his clothes. They certainly could not just leave it
shoot on the floor where others may step in minutes. She looked at
him and he pushed her to her knees. She wavered her head no as he
pressed forward with his cock. He told her to rub her pussy in order
to feel better about the situation. She rubbed and he pressed more
forward. She heated up and then wanted it in her mouth. Today was
her wedding day and she was going to become a woman. He slipped the
head in her mouth and she looked up at him. She was squatted down in
beautiful white pumps and a wedding gown, with her hand on her slit
while his cock head was in her mouth. She moved the skin of his cock
back and forth and smiled up to him. When one of the bridesmaids
said that husbands like their wives to be sluts, my wife said that
she can understand why while John began to unload. She quickly put
the head back in her mouth and let it happen. John pumped his cock
furiously and it spurted six hard jets, causing my wife to swallow
like crazy but it did choke her a little. One of the bridesmaids
asked if her imagination of my big cock was getting to her, while
she smiled and cleaned off John. She hurriedly stepped from behind
the screen and proceded out of the room to check on something. They
all left and John was able to leave. However, Lucy happened to
glance back at the dressing room and was surprised at seeing John
exit the room.

Since women are more into the emotional feeling of the day normally,
Lucy did not think much of it but did mention it to her boyfriend
Nick. Nick asked John why he was coming out of the dressing room and
he froze. Nick then said that he was acting if he had just gotten a
blowjob or something from my bride. When he did not answer, he
called him a son of a bitch and laughed while saying he did not know
Luciana was such a big slut. Guys being guys the word got out. Nick
went up to her when he could just before the wedding and said that
John had told him an interesting story. She looked at him in shock
and asked what he wanted. He said not to worry that he was more of a
man than John and could keep a secret. When we concluded the
ceremony with a traditional kiss, I thought something tasted
different. Her kiss was more pungent than normal. How should I have
known that I was tasting John's sperm in my bride's mouth? As we
kissed, I felt the wedding ring against my cheek. She was finally
mine!

John being my best friend confessed to me at the reception that
evening. He said he does not know how it happened but was extremely
concerned that our friendship was ruined. I had known John much much
longer than my wife. I told him that it probably was my fault. I was
trying to push my beliefs of religion on a woman too old to be asked
to hold her womanly desires back. We shook hands but I was unnerved.
I decided to have a drink to try and relax. After all, nothing that
terrible happened. They both got caught up in the moment on a very
emotional day. No one forced anyone. There was no conspiracy or
rape. It just happened.

When the bridal dance began, I was already feeling no pain. I told
her I heard what. happened and not to worry. I explained it was my
fault since I should never had made her wait so long. She hugged me
and told me that she loved me. I told her that since she could not
wait I did not want to wait. So, I was squeezing her the best I
could. She was getting hot and wanted to give me better access. She
headed to the ladies room and took off her panties. When we danced
again she told me to feel her through her dress. I could feel her
ass much better. She told me that she could not wait to fuck. Since
I had drunk a little too much and her moment of weakness had only
fueled our foreplay, I probably overdid it on the dance floor. It
was obvious that I was feeling her up to almost everyone. When the
bridal dance continued, I had to share her with the others. I could
hardly tell what was happening, but Mark, Nick and John were taking
liberties with her. She was so horny and inexperienced that she just
permitted their roaming hands to take liberties. When John was asked
to remove her garter, he put his hand all the way up under her
dress. She let him insert his finger into her pussy only because she
could not wait to fuck me. After most of the formalities were over,
we stepped outside to take pictures. We were all feeling no pain.

Imagine trying to pose for pictures in the dark. Of course, the
flashed worked well but we did not really not how we were set up.
When Luciana was standing next to me in the dark, I finally reached
up under her dress from behind and found her love hole. She pushed
back and I began to finger her cunt. The other women had already
left, leaving only me, Mark, Nick and John. John told us that we
should not have to wait. Why not help her feel better and fuck her
right there. Make it right.  Luciana's eyes only got darker with
desire. They gathered around to hide us while I lifted her dress. I
stepped back to see the best I could. My wife had her wedding gown
pushed up revealing her white garters and nylons. Her cunt was
beckoning to be filled with hard cock. Mark took a quick picture to
help preserve the moment. In my drunken state, I did not realize
that what I was gazing at was exactly what all my friends saw. I
unzipped myself and put it in. It was my first time to have
intercourse. I was so happy that I had waited but it was this reason
that probably made me cum almost instantly. Luciana wanted more but
I could do nothing. I talked with John while he tried to comfort me.
He explained that I would be able to do it again in a few minutes.
In the meantime, Nick had pulled out his dick. While John walked me
back to the reception, Nick asked Luciana if she wanted to fuck
more. She said she could not. They told her that they felt awful.
She needed a man and only meant to help. They had no idea that I
would not be able to fulfill her needs at the moment.

She said she would be fine. Then, she asked how she could go back
with cum all over her pussy. Nick said he could clean her if she
wanted that. In Luciana's ignorance, she agreed. The next thing she
knew was that Nick was eating her out and bringing her to heights
she could have never imagined. Within a few minutes, she was
delirious with passion. Nick simply got on top of her and she fucked
him with wild abandon. Mark pulled his cock out and waited his turn.
When Nick unloaded his pent up sperm in her cunt, Mark jumped on for
sloppy thirds. She kept on saying that she had no idea that fucking
would feel this good. Nick went to tell John what was happening.
John told me that I needed to go back outside and help my new bride.
When I got outside she was lying there very contentedly while Mark
was zipping up. John told me that I'd better clean her up so she
could go back inside. I immediately went down on her and licked up
two loads of my friends' cum. I kept bumping her clit that was
sticking out like a little penis. She really had enjoyed herself. I,
on the otherhand, was not really conscious of all that had happened.
I was happy, drunk, and having sex. What else is there to think
about?

Back to yesterday, 17 years after that eventful nite, we rode back
home. As we were approaching the last rest stop before our exit, she
told me to stop. She asked me if I had to go and told her no. I went
off to the vending machines and she headed for the restrooms. As she
walked, I admired her charms. She was wearing high-heeled sandals
and a blue jumper, nothing else. While I was at the machine, I
overheard a couple of truck drivers say that the hot babe who had
been flashing her charms was at the rest stop. I returned to the car
and waited. I took my cock out and gently stroked it since I was
horny. About 45 minutes later, Luciana returned to the car. She
asked me if I was not going to open the door for a lady. I jumped
out and went to her side. When she sat down, she spread her legs.
Her cunt was saturated with white sperm. Big gobs were tangled and
dangling in her pubic hair. I got back in the car and smiled at her.
She told me that she did not want to soil the seat as she pressed my
head to her cunt. I have grown quite accustomed to licking out her
sperm-filled pussy. Unlike my wedding nite, I knew I would add my
own load soon since I was not drunk and fully aware of what I was
doing. There is nothing better than being married to a slut!

If you liked my story, let me know. Send email to
trenojim@hotmail.com. When I get my scanner running, I will send you
a pictures of my little slut wife! Feel free to say what you would
like to Luciana. Maybe she will respond to your email.

