Four Brides to Be

First time (and probably only time) poster here. I’m in my thirties now, but I had an interesting series of hookups take place, mostly in my early twenties. There were four women who came to me for, what I could only describe as, a “farewell fuck”. Two of them I had already had a relationship with. Two of them were sisters. One I only knew casually from the office. One an old college flame. But the one thing they all seemed to have in common was they wanted to look me in the face when I came inside of them. It almost seemed like they were taking a mental photograph.

The first time (actually, all the times) was a surprise. I had been dating Mary for over a year. She and I had been lovers pretty much since the onset. She had a sister, Renée, who was not quite two years younger. The sisters lived together in an apartment in the same complex I lived in. I would see Renée frequently, and always at their family’s gatherings. She was a little bit of a flirt, giving as good as she got. She and her fiancé were getting married, and I was to be in the wedding party, with her sister as maid of honor. About a week before the wedding, Renée showed up at my door. I knew that Mary was out of town and asked what I could do for her. She let herself in and started to come on to me, saying all sorts of things about wanting me for a long time and that since she was getting married in a week, it was now or never.

I was frankly surprised, thinking that all her flirting had just been for show. Once it was obvious she was serious, we went to my bedroom and frantically undressed each other. She had a super figure and a stunning rack! After a few kisses, I got her on the bed and started kissing my way to her pussy. This has always been my M.O., get them hot, bothered and sopping wet. It took longer than usual (for me), but she finally climaxed with her fingers pulling my head into her by my hair.

I rolled up next to her on the bed and she immediately jumped up to straddle me. I confess it was a thrill to do the sister of my girlfriend, but I correctly guessed that this would be a one time thing. Renée started grinding, but never took her gaze off of me. It didn’t take me long at all to come inside of her, and as I was calling out her name she got the biggest smile on her face.

I saw her a week later at the wedding, and aside from one subtle wink of the eye, we never brought it up again, even though I continued to run into her while I continued dating Mary.

Not too long after this I was working late at the office on Friday night. One of the secretaries, Sherry, who I had spoken to many times, dropped by my office to say goodbye. This was her last day. She was getting married soon and she and her new husband were moving out of state. I stood to give her a hug, but she held this hug much longer than was required. And when it ended, she brought her face to mine and kissed me! With some real passion! I was wondering where this was coming from, but certainly did my best to kiss her back. Sherry started groping my body and managed to get one hand on my crotch and was rubbing seductivly. I was pretty sure where this was going, but there were still people in the building, so it wasn’t going to happen here. She knew I lived close by and suggested we go to my place. I was on board for that. On the ride down in the elevator she was all over me, even though up to this point our relationship had been most casual. It was only a two minute drive to my place. I took her to the bed room and did my thing. Sherry tasted wonderful, and was able to come quickly. I then crawled up on top of her, pushing her legs out to the side. She helped me push inside and I started fucking her slowly, picking up the pace a little at a time. Soon I could tell I was going to come and said as much. She bit her lower lip but kept her eyes open and fixed on me as I pumped her full of my cum.

We laid on the bed together for just a couple of minutes before she went into the bath to clean up. Then she said she had to get going, could I drive her back to the office. I did, kissed her goodbye, and never saw her again.

I don’t recall if it was at this point, but it was somewhere around here, that Mary and I broke up. It was quite amicable, and we actually managed to remain friends. I had been dating other girls for about a year when I heard that one of my of my old college flames was getting married. Nikki and I had been on and off lovers at school, and though we had stayed in touch, we didn’t get together very often. She was Asian, small and very cute. I got a call from her asking if we could get together for dinner. She drove down to my neighborhood and we went out to seafood at a nice place nearby. Nikki was clearly excited about getting married, and apologized for not sending me an invitation. There was limited seating and her old school parents were already turning away friends.

After the meal we went back to my place to pick up her car, and I asked if she wanted to come in. She quickly said, “Yes!” and joked that she wondered if she was going to have to ask me. Once inside I went to kiss her, and she was ready to kiss me back. This was familiar territory and we both knew what the other liked. There was far less frantic groping, and much more sensual mature lovemaking. After going down on her and bringing her to a wonderful climax Nikki just wanted to cuddle together for a while. We lay there on the bed, and she wondered what I must think of her. Here she was getting married in less than 10 days, and screwing around with me. I didn’t pass judgment, but let her talk it out.

After a little while she started kissing my body and worked her hand down to my cock. It didn’t take much to get me hard. One of the ways she enjoyed sex was on her back with me laying beside her on my left side. My left leg under her left leg, my right leg over her left leg, and her right leg bent up and the hip and down at the knee. Like this I could push myself into her easily and we could fuck like this what seemed like forever. I propped my head up with my left arm, and played with her tits with my right hand. We could even kiss. Soon I felt myself approaching climax. We had been lovers enough times that she knew the signs. She started moving a little more energetically, but she also watched me closely as I exploded inside of her.

We stayed together most of the night, with Nikki getting up in the early morning hours and letting herself out. I probably see her once every couple of years at some function or another, and we have remained friends.

After my night with Nikki, I got married myself. Things seemed to be running along on automatic for a couple of years when Jane and I received a wedding invitation in the mail. My old girlfriend, Mary (who had attended my wedding), was finally getting married herself. In the days leading up to the wedding, I got a call from her, asking if I wanted some of the items in her apartment that she was getting rid of. She was consolidating her belongings with those of her fiancé, and had a bunch of nice stuff left over.

I arranged to meet her the Tuesday evening before the Saturday wedding and borrowed a truck. There were several very nice items that we loaded up that she could not bear to give to the Goodwill. Back inside I went to give her a kiss goodbye when she told me matter-of-factly that she wanted to “make love” to me one last time (she was much too refined to use any four letter words). She still looked great, and I knew she was a terrific lover. I felt a twinge of guilt, but this was going to be a one time thing. We undressed right there in the living room. Mary was the most adventuresome of all my lovers. I lifted her and carried her to the kitchen table and laid her on it. She hooked her ankles behind my neck as I went down on her. Very quickly she was moaning my name (which really turned me on) and in no time at all she was shaking and coming in a big way.

She unlocked her legs and I stood up. She closed them again around my waist as I pushed into her. She had both arms out at right angles holding on to the edges of the table as I pounded her. But through all of this, she was watching me carefully. I wanted to make this last time special for her. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up to a nearly sitting position. With one hand under her ass, I pulled her off of the table, turned to the wall, and pushed her up against it. She held on like a trooper and I started to fuck her harder and harder. Our faces were nearly touching, but she kept her eyes open. I couldn’t take it any longer and with several loud grunts came inside of her. She was wearing a sly grin as I finally set her down. She looked great at the wedding, and we see her and her husband once or twice a year.

This last occasion happened about seven years ago. No more since then, and I think it’s probably due to the fact that my friends are no longer getting married as often. I don’t know if my case is typical (I tend to think that I’m bringing the average up), but I have always wondered if other guys (or girls) out there were having similar experiences with friends about to get married.

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