Fucked the groom at his wedding reception. [FM]

I lived in Venice, Italy for a while and ended up hooking up with a hot Italian dude who was engaged to be married. We met at a mutual friend’s party, which his fiance couldn’t attend. After some flirting and dirty dancing, we ended up going back to my place. The sex was great and we agreed to hook up again. We kept meeting for sex for the entirety of my stay in Venice.

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He actually introduced me to his bride to be, telling her I was his “friend”. He somehow convinced her to invite me to their wedding reception. As soon as I got the invitation, I knew what I was going to pull. I didn’t exactly know how, but I promised myself that I would nail the groom at his own reception.

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So I arrived arrived at the venue (a gorgeous mansion they had rented) on time and began to mingle with the few familiar faces I saw. Soon, the groom was able to tear himself away from his and the bride’s family and greeted me with a hug. I simply looked him in the eye and asked “wanna fuck?”His face lit up and his lips formed a sly smirk. He told me to we’d have to be quick and get it done before it was time to take pics. He asked one of the groomsmen, who knew that we were fucking, to keep his wife busy while he pounded me and to let him know if she noticed his absence and started looking for him. The guy agreed.

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Now all we needed was to find somewhere to fuck. We found an empty coat closet and after making sure no one was around, entered it and got down to business. I sunk down to my knees and spent a couple of minutes sucking and licking his cock, getting it rock hard. The I told him I wanted him in my pussy. He lifted up my knee length dress and seemed delighted to find that I wasn’t wearing panties. I put a condom on him and he slipped inside me in one slow smooth thrust. He held me up against the wall and I wrapped a leg around him. He continues to thrust, his hips gaining a rhythm.

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The excitement of doing something so “forbidden” along with his fucking skills sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. He sped up and was now really pounding into me. It didn’t take long for me to orgasm and it took all of my willpower not to scream when I came. Finally, we were able to regain our breaths and he called the groomsman to ask if the coast was clear. He said everything was fine.

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I stayed around for about another 20 minutes. I hugged the bride and told her what an awesome husband she had landed. Before leaving, I made sure to thank the groomsman for his assistance. We couldn’t have done this without him.

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The groom and I are still in touch. We fuck whenever I visit Venice and we sext every now and then. The day before yesterday, at around 1 in the morning, I got an angry text from his number. It was a mix of English and Italian, telling me to leave her husband alone, telling me I’d burn in hell yada yada yada. This morning, the groom called me to apologize. Turns out, his wife had discovered the sexts he had sent me and to several other women and blew up on him. After screaming at him, she grabbed his phone and locked herself in their bedroom. Then proceeded to send these angry messages to every woman he was sexting with.

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They’re probably going to get divorced.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cogvdo/fucked_the_groom_at_his_wedding_reception_fm