After a wedding [FM]

I was telling a friend this story this weekend and she encouraged me to post it here. I’ve been a long time reader but never posted here before. I’ve had a few wild encounters in my life tho so maybe I’ll share some others here too.

I’ve been working with a pretty in-demand wedding photographer for a few years now. When we first started working together he was using me as primarily and assistant and basically running me ragged during these huge weddings and receptions. He was also very concerned about being professional in every way so he would never drink or cut loose at the reception at all. He wouldn’t let me either. People were always asking us to dance or get a drink or whatever and we’d always turn them down. I don’t know if you’ve ever been the only sober person at the end of a wedding reception but it’s not a lot of fun.

So this one particular wedding had gone a long time. I was really tired and kinda annoyed at all the people getting drunk and having a good time. I was packing up as much stuff as I could do whenever the boss said he was done we could get right out of there. As I’m packing everything up, one of the groomsmen comes over and starts chatting me up. I recall this guy always trying to get attention from me at rehearsal and stuff too but I never gave him any.

I was barely listening as he was trying to make conversation. I just wanted to get out of there! He started babbling about how I look “just like” this one actress. He starts describing her and suddenly I realized who he was talking about. “Olivia Wilde?” I said incredulously. “Yeah, her!You look just like her!” My instant reaction was that this guy was dumb. But it got my attention enough to actually look up at him…

He actually looked really sweet. Like he was really trying, you know? Here it was at the very end of the night and we’re getting ready to leave. He probably won’t see me again. So he’s finally worked up enough beer balls to come over and talk to me. All these quick thoughts and then the thought of someone thinking I look like Olivia Wilde… it all hit me at once and got me really aroused.

I was kneeling on the floor putting our stuff into bags and cases while this guy stood there sorta grinning awkwardly at me. I got up and reached for him. I grabbed him by the front of his pants, with fingers just down the waistband a little bit and sorta pulled him out into the hallway outside the room we were in. He didn’t say anything. He just let me lead him out there. I kept pulling him along behind me until we were down the hall a little ways where there was at least a little more darkness.

I stared right into his eyes while I undid his belt and his pants. I pushed them down a little and they fell, bunched around his knees. I could tell by feel that he was wearing boxers. Without ever looking away from his eyes, I used both hands to feel for the opening and gently reached in for his penis. He wasn’t totally hard but he was definitely getting there! I sorta rubbed him and fondled his dick with both hands until he got harder. Truly, I don’t know what came over me but I slid down his body until I was on my knees in front of him and I took him into my mouth.

I’ve never really like giving head. I do try to be good at it for my partner’s sake but I don’t enjoy it. I’ve never let a guy cum in my mouth or on my face or anything like that. I’m just not that into it. So the idea of going down on a stranger was really weird for me. I was almost like possessed. I always felt like I couldn’t be myself when working with with my photog partner anyway. Now this guy saying I looked just like this super-sexy star, I kinda just fell into playing the part of what someone super-sexy would do I guess. At the time I was actually living with another girl. I hadn’t seen or touched a man like this in over a year. So a part of me sort of missed it too.

He groaned hard when I first wrapped my lips around him. He was a little on the small side but it was really nice. He didn’t make me feel like I was gagging so I was able to really suck hi and work my tongue around him. He started making so many noises and breathing so heavy I was afraid he was about to cum in my mouth. I pulled away and stood up. His face looked so surprised and confused, ha! I turned around and faced the wall and sort poked my ass out toward him. He had no idea what was going on, the poor guy! He just stared at me until I said, “you better come fuck me quick before someone comes down here.”

I flipped up my dress. I had on black tights under it too so I started to work those off my hips too. By that time he was behind me and his hands were on my waist, pulling my tights and my panties down. He didn’t pull them down very far tho so I couldn’t get my thighs apart very far. I think that had made me extra tight down there or something. He put both hands on my little ass and spread me open. When he pressed his hard penis to my pussy he felt absolutely huge. Like I said, he was on the small side compared to others I’ve been with but when he pushed inside me, I felt so full. And it felt so fucking good.

The feel of a real cock is so different than toys or even fingers. Toys always feel cold and artificial to me. He was so warm and “real” feeling. It surprised me how much I liked it! When I initiated this, I thought he was on the verge of blowing his load so I was just going to let him bang me real quick and get himself off. But now I was so horny and wanted to get off myself. This poor guy! I told him to hold still and just keep his cock buried inside me. And he did! He didn’t try to move at all. He just held himself inside my pussy while I started furiously rubbing my clit. I really need clit stimulation to get off but having this warm, soft and hard all at the same time penis inside me had me there pretty quick. I crack up every time I think about it tho. I made this dude just stand there still with his throbbing dick buried in me while I rubbed myself to orgasm.

It must have been torture! I don’t know how he held on while I was cumming so hard all over his cock but he did. When I said he could start fucking me he was done in like four or five strokes. I’m so grateful tho! This sweetheart pulled out and turned away from and spit his cum on the floor instead of me or on my dress or something. There was a lady’s room just a little further down the hall and I headed down there without saying anything to him. When I got out he was gone too.

I went back into the hall, finished packing everything and waited for the boss to be ready to go. When he got in there he snapped a picture of me and now it’s like my favorite picture of myself ever! I think you can tell by the look in my eyes that I’ve just been up to something. Haha! And I actually think I do look a little like Olivia Wilde, if I do say so myself!

For at least a short time, here’s the pic he took that night: http://imgur.com/a/XTkK8

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5kfykn/after_a_wedding_fm