Bride Dance On The Head Table And Then Gives The DJ Head & More In The Parking Garage [MF]

Long time looker; First time poster. I am a DJ and have performed at hundreds of weddings. This story takes place in the summer of 2009. I got a Facebook message from an ex girlfriend who said she was looking for a DJ for a wedding. Red flag #1. So I inflated my normal rate by almost half thinking she would try to find someone else. She told me she needed to discuss this with her soon to be husband and she would get back to me. A few weeks later she texted me and said she wanted to reserve the date and that my prices were perfect.

When we met up for the final consultation before the big day, she came alone. Red Flag #2. We discussed the reception plans and all the formalities. And the. We started talking about the past and present. She explained to me that her soon to be husband is a “little older” & works out of town constantly. She was flirting but I played it off and kept it professional.

Fast forward to the day of the ceremony. The reception went as planned until about 30 minutes before the scheduled ending time. I looked over at the head table and the groom looked like he was about 20 seconds shy of passing out. His best man and the brides father helped him from the banquet hall and was trying to convince the bride that she needed to follow along.

She stood her ground and demanded that they take her new husband to the hotel and then comeback for her cause HER reception was not over yet.

The groom is taken away and the party continues. I was asked to play Get Low by Lil Jon and the remaining crowd went nuts. All the brides maids were grinding on each other and having fun. Next thing I knew the bride had climbed up on the head table and was having the time of her life. She started shaking and the only thing I could think of was how long the wedding gown was going to hold her tits back from everyone’s viewing pleasure. About 30 seconds. She was doing the “to the window to the wall” motion and out popped the twins.

Side note. I had not noticed until this exact second that she must have had new boobs done cause the were definitely not Original Equipment anymore. And the Doctor definitely was a bolt-on expert.

Most of the guests started to filter out following the brides exhibition and it seemed to only be the bridal party and their plus ones left. The bride started acting like she was pissed that everyone had left and started taking it out on her friends. So most of them start packing up and the bride starts screaming that they are ruining her big day! At this point I am loving life and totally enjoying the show.

So the event coordinator came to me and said to call last call and called for the last song. So I played one more song and out of spite I choose the song that reminded me best of the bride. She looked at me like I was stabbing her in her cold black heart.

So as I was packing up, the coordinator brought me my remaining balance for the gig and I finished packing up my gear and headed for the door. As I got to the underground parking garage and loaded my stuff in my enclosed trailer, I hear the sounds of high heels approaching from behind me. I turn to catch the bride marching my direction.

She yells at me for my choice of the last song and asked how dare I play “our” song. I cracked a coy smile and said how dare you want to hire me to be her DJ and rub it in my face that she was marrying up. She begins crying like it was 2 years before and I had just called her out for banging someone else. Her crying is now bordering on sobbing. I apologize and tell her she get going before someone misses her and she tells me she is waiting for her father to come back to pick her up and wanted me to wait for her.

So I agree and hang out in the parking garage to make sure she is safe and her ride shows up. Her father calls her cell phone about 10 minutes later saying it was going to be about 25 more minutes before he gets back due to an accident that is blocking the freeway.

After she hangs up the phone she proceeds to start confessing to me like I was her priest and before long she’s telling me that the reason she had fucked someone else was she was afraid of where our relationship was headed and didn’t know how to handle it. The next thing I know she has grabbed me around my neck and I kissing me. I try to push her off but she’s determined.

She tells me that we have plenty of time before her dad will be there and takes my hand and gets me up in the trailer where my gear is stored.

The next thing I know she’s pulled up her gown and is now on her knees in front of me. She is fumbling with my zipper on the dress pants I am wearing. When she finally has my pants unzipped she is quick to pull my cock out and start sucking on it. She looks up at me from her knees and says “do you remember the first time I sucked your cock?” And I nod yes.

Now I am usually an ass man but I knew I wanted to get my hands on her new tits and give them a closer inspection. So I get her to stand back up and pull the front of her gown down to see them up close and personal. Damn good job Doc! I played with her nipples and sucked on them. I remembered how she used to love me biting on them and being rougher. So I took a nipple between my teeth and started softly grinding my teeth.

About that time I decided that I wanted to fuck her one last time and end this shit of my own accord. So I reach down and slide the hem of her dress up and make her bend over and slide my dick in as fast as I can. I would like to say I fucked her for hours but I knew I was on time restraints and this was for me not her. So I am slamming that pussy as hard as my fat ass would allow me without having a stroke.

I knew I wasn’t going to last long so I pulled out and spun her around and started to jack my cock right by her face and just as soon as she realized what I was about to do, I started shooting rope after rope of cum all over face and she was pissed again. She said “ mother fucker you know I never would have let you cum on my face before why would you do it now!” I responded with I don’t give a fuck what she thinks anymore and I pulled out my phone and snap a picture of her on her knees in her wedding gown, tits out, and cum running down her nose. I was insuring that I didn’t get a bad Yelp review. (Well if Yelp would have been a big deal back then…) I assume it could be used as blackmail material later if needed.

I told her I heard a vehicle approaching and she panicked thinking it could be her father. She pulled her dress back up tried to fix her hair in the dark and jetted out the side door on the trailer.

If finished getting myself together and closed the side door and climbed into my truck and drove away. I was pulling out of the garage when it finally hit me that she hadn’t wiped her face off before she exited. I couldn’t help but imagine her thoughts when she realizes that she still has my cum on her face.

It’s been years and I know that she has divorced husband #1 and is currently separated from husband #2. I see her Facebook posts complaining about being cheated on and sometimes it takes a lot for me not to comment on her post about what happened in that garage on her first wedding night, but I’m not that mean.

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