[FM] The Eve of my Wedding

Readers of my previous posts will know that my Husband has always encouraged me to explore our fantasies, especially when it comes to enjoying the company of other men.

This is the story of the eve of our wedding and again includes our friend Mark.

Mark and I had fooled around quite a few times by this point. He was the first guy we ever shared with and to this point I had only fooled around with him and one other guy. Mark was always “convenient” and ready to go. I felt safe and comfortable being with him whenever I needed some extra.

My Fiancé and I had been working hard to get our wedding planned, I had been away at college the year leading up to the wedding so it was all pretty stressful. Dealing with the wedding plans while studying could some times be overwhelming.

But it was finally here. The next day it would all come together.

The wedding was taking place back in our home town, about an hours drive from where we were currently living. Both my Husband and Mark were working in the same area, A larger city than where we were from. In fact, they had both rented apartments in separate buildings of a three building complex.

My Fiancé was spending the night at his parent’s house in our home town while I spent the night at the apartment. I had all my things ready to go for the next morning.

I had spent the day preparing myself for the wedding, ending the day with a massage, a wax, a manicure and a pedicure. I had hoped that the massage would calm my nerves, relax me and maybe I would actually be able to get some sleep.

By 10:30pm I was exhausted, but my mind would not rest…I was so nervous, excited, anxious…I just could not relax enough to sleep.

I had a glass of wine, tried to distract myself with TV, even masturbated…but all it did was leave me even more frustrated.

I did know of one thing that might give me the release I needed, but my Fiancé was an hour away and it was too late in the evening for he and I to coordinate a meet up.

But….what about Mark? No, No way! I shouldn’t even be considering that! I’m getting married tomorrow! Besides, the year leading up to Our wedding he and I had not fooled around at all…Me being away at college, planning the wedding…there was never an opportunity. And to be honest I was so busy I never really had the time for any of that. I hadn’t really thought much about if I would continue fooling around. I think I just assumed that after marriage that would all stop.

But once the idea was in my head I could not get it out.

It had nothing to do with “A last Fling” or anything kinky about walking down the aisle after being with someone else…This was just about the absolute need for a release, and Mark was really my only choice at the moment.

I knew I shouldn’t…it was just too weird…what if he declined…what would he think of me…what would my Fiancé think? He always loved sharing me, but on the eve of our wedding?

After a half hour or so of going back and forth in my head, justifying the idea, then talking myself out of it…I had to do something.

I decided I would just call Mark under the pretence of asking him how his speech was coming for the wedding…He was to be our MC for the evening!

I figured I would just have a conversation and see if the opportunity came up to invite him over. I was so wound up and tense I didn’t think I would be able to just come out and ask him for what I wanted…but maybe if I could just get him over he might have a similar idea…maybe make it a bit easier for me.

“Hey Mark, still up?” “I can’t get to sleep, just too much anxiety about tomorrow…How is the Speech coming?” “All done? Great!” “Are you heading to bed? What don’t you come over and have a beer? I could use the distraction.” “Great! So see you in 10 minutes?”.

As soon as I hung up I knew it would happen. I needed it so badly, I needed the total release of energy that only a good hard fuck could give me.

I decided that there was no use playing it cool or going through some sort of seduction. I decided to take the gamble that he would just go for it.

I didn’t have much time, fortunately I was smooth and polished for the wedding, so I just grabbed a little sheer black teddy out of the pile of brand new lingerie I had bought for the honeymoon, ripped off the tags and slipped into it.

I gulped down the last bit of my glass of wine and had a look in the mirror just as there was a knock at the door.

My knees shaking, I went to the door, standing behind it as I opened so he could not se me until inside.

I closed the door and had a good laugh when I saw the total look of shock on his face…I mean a total jaw drop!

He paused, looking at me in the virtually see through teddy. “Oh wow!…Nice outfit!”

“Thank you…It WAS for the honeymoon…but…I thought I would show you first”

Then I just moved in and kissed him, pressing him against the wall right there in the entrance. My tongue pushed forward and he accepted it with almost no hesitation, then responded, kissing back deeply.

I took his hand, “Come….I need your help relaxing…” and led him to the bedroom. He glanced around, seeing my wedding dress hanging in the corner, my open suitcase packed for my wedding night. He then looked back at me. I could see slight concern, maybe a bit of hesitation. “It’s ok, this is just between you and me, it’ll be our secret…I just have to burn off this stress”

He smiled and nodded to me as I dropped down to my knees and began tugging on his pants. There was such urgency in my behaviour…I could not get at it fast enough. Mark helped me get them undone and I yanked them down. His cock was not hard at all yet, things happened so fast, and the circumstances were so strange…his nice smooth cock just hung there in front of my face.

I took it in my hand and held it to my lips, I kissed all over the head, then ran my tongue in a circle around it. Whatever hesitations he had quickly disappeared, his cock began to stiffen immediately…swelling in my hand.

I had never seen Mark go from totally flaccid to hard before, in the past he was always at attention right when I got to it…it was pretty hot seeing it grow before my eyes. I couldn’t wait and put my mouth around him, sucking as it slid into my mouth.

The urgency I felt was overwhelming. Unlike the usual build up, I started to give him a fast aggressive blowjob. Bobbing up and down on him rapidly, getting it all nice and wet, almost choking several times.

Mark knew what I needed, he ran his fingers through my blonde hair taking a handful he began pulling me onto him and fucking my mouth. I don’t usually like it too rough, but I needed it that way. I grunted and groaned, gazing for air when I could. I could not believe how wet it was making me. I already had my fingers inside my teddy and was rubbing my juices over my labia and clit. My Clit was hard as a marble, it was so sensitive I could barely touch it!

I pushed mark back, and he began quickly undressing, kicking his pants away and pulling off his shirt…he was naked in seconds.

I grabbed him and pushed him on the bed, I took his cock back in my mouth and stroked him with my hand while my tongue swirled around the head.

I urgently climbed on top of him, I still had his cock in my hand and guided it to my wet slit…I played with it for a few seconds, rubbing the head u and down my lips, getting him nice and slippery with my natural lube…then put it right at my hole. I lowered down on him feeling the Thick fat head push through the ring of muscle and sink inside me.

“Fuuuuuuck…..” Finally I had what I needed! Once he was totally inside me I just sat grinding on it, getting as much as I could in me…bottoming out on him.

Mark had his hands under my teddy and on my bare ass, helping me grind, then lifting me up until he was just out of me before pulling me back down…each time he did this I thought I would cum!

I leaned forward and mark ran his hands up to my tits, the teddy now bucked up just below my neck, I positioned my arms so he could just pull it over my head and off. I briefly thought “Well, I never thought Mark would see me without a stitch on right before my wedding”. I felt no guilt or shame…this was just a primal, instinctual need. An animalistic desire that had to be filled.

I lay naked on top of him, my pale white 36C tits pressing against his chest, we made out as he fucked me from below as I met each thrust, riding him.

Was getting closer and buried my face in his neck. Mark whispered “Yea…You gonna cum on my cock? You need a good fuck before your wedding??”

I told him “shhhhhhhh…”. As I said, it was not about that at all for me, but I couldn’t blaming for thinking that…I suppose it might seem to him like I was just out to live out another fantasy, something about getting fucked by another man before my wedding…But that wan’t it at all, this was physical, not mental.

I took the hint and just held me tightly against him while stroking inane out of me. I was so wet I’m sure I was leaking down his cock and balls.

I felt the warmth begin to wash over me…from deep inside it boiled to the surface. I felt my muscles begin to spasm around his thickness. I gasped for air and squeezed as the waves washed over me.

I felt the stress and anxiety leave me as I came over and over on him while he continued pounding me from below.

It seemed to last and last but finally started to subside and Mark slowed his pace gradually until he was ever so slowly sliding in and out of me…gently.

I caught my breath and we made out, gently, slowly, it was sensual for a moment.

I took a deep breath before lifting off of him and rolling on to my back, I thought “Well, that’s a good start.” I was not totally satisfied yet, and Mark had not cum..we still had time.

I had expected Mark to get on top of me but instead he got between my legs, I felt his slippery tongue start beside my pussy and glide up the outside of my labia…I shuddered at the sensation and grabbed his head, running y fingers through his hair as he lick all over my soaking pussy.

Lucky boy, getting to see and taste my son smooth freshly waxed pussy before my “Husband” ever gets to see it.

I was very sweet and attentive, going down on me gently for several minutes. Slowly bringing me back up. Building me towards my second inevitable orgasm.

Once he had me ready he kissed up my body, over my tits, gently up my neck…then to my lips letting me taste my pussy on his mouth.

As we kissed I felt the head of his cock find its target. I spread my legs, pulling my knees back, giving him total access as he pushed back inside me.

I love getting fucked missionary…I know it seems vanilla to many people, but the feeling of a man on top of me, letting him control how he fucks me…It is so sexy.

We kissed and licked tongues while he fucked me, his hands back under my ass, groping and pulling me tightly against him.

I was right on the the edge forever…him not letting me cum, trying to build it up until I couldn’t Taki it any more…finally thrusting…jackhammering into me while I exploded in orgasm…this one was bigger than the first. Pulsing over and over.

Before I was even finished he suddenly pulled out of me! “FUCK” I yelled, kicking and writhing on the bed.!

Mark flipped me over like a rag doll, pulled me to my knees and slammed back in me from behind!

I was losing my mind! Still cumming from before yet somehow it was like another orgasm was coming over me before the other had finished.!

I could barely function, Mark holding me up by the hips as he fucked me from behind…I distinctly remember the wet sloppy sounds as he pounded…I was soaking wet…the loud slap of him banging against my bare ass with each thrust.

Finally my contractions around his meat began subsiding…I barely had the energy to move and lay forward on the bed, Mark lay on top of me pushing in and out.

I moved to roll over, Mark got back on top…I told him I was finally spent and “Let’s get you relaxed now” Guiding him back in me.

I had gotten what I needed and genuinely felt it was time to thank and reward Mark.

I decided I would play up the “fantasy” angle for his benefit and help him cum….hard.

As he stroked in me I began the dirty talk “Hmmmm…Lucky boy….getting to fucck me just a few hours before my wedding….That’s so hot isn’t it? “Oh my god….look…there is my wedding dress right there!”

“I hope I can walk down the Isle tomorrow…I may be too sore…you wore me out baby…”

“Did you like licking my smooth little pussy?”

Mark was loving it it, answering my questions, talking about how hot a fuck I was, how he was going to give me what I needed before sending me off to my fiancé..I have to admit…it was getting me turned on…I could actually feel another orgasm coming on, but honestly I was done.

I could tell he was almost there so I kept up the talk…he began to whisper breathlessly he was going to come and started pulling out…I pulled him tight…”It’s ok…”. He had an almost pained look on his face…not even imagining that I would lt him cum in me…But he had given me so much I wanted to totally blow his mind.

I looked right in his eyes while nodding yes…he began to shake and I felt his muscles tighten up…I would be willing to bet he had the best orgasm of his LIFE at that moment. Thrusting deep in me and shooting over and over inside me.

I pulled him on top of me and held him against my naked body, feeling his cock still flexing and releasing inside me.

He began to relax, I ran my nails up and down his back gently as we caught our breath.

A few kisses and then he slipped out of me as his cock softened…he rolled off of me.

I awkwardly struggled to get up and went into the bathroom,

Once I was done Mark used the bathroom and came back out…we sat on the bed talking for a bit, still naked. Thinking back it seems so fucking odd now…just taking casually about the wedding a few hours away, totally nude with another guy.

I thanked him for “helping me out” and we had a laugh before he respectfully gave me a hug and a peck on the lips and left me to sleep.

To be totally honest, the next day was totally about the wedding, and my husband and I.

I had no thoughts or fantasies about what happened the night before…as I said…It wasn’t about that.

The only thing that even came up was when I danced with him at the reception. “So…how did you sleep last night?” “Great! You?” “Like a baby!” And we had a good laugh…

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