[MF] Giving his fiance just what she needed…

Kelly wasn’t a likable person. She was bubbly and flirty and stacked. But she introduced herself by saying she was engaged and looking for one last fling.

She was a small town east Texas girl in her mid-twenties who wasn’t as clever or sexy as she thought she was. She was a natural blonde with an hourglass figure, a cherubic face, and big blue eyes.

“I’m what they call a ‘lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets.’”

That’s a line she actually used. Like a seductress in an old Hollywood movie from another era.

She told me she was marrying the man of her dreams, except there was one small issue. He was bad in bed. He didn’t talk dirty. He didn’t take his time. He wasn’t creative.

Normally, I would have passed. It was obvious she was likely heading for a marriage that wouldn’t last long, but I didn’t feel the need to grease the wheels.

But I was new in town. I wasn’t meeting a lot of people. And, I already mention, she was stacked. The woman’s wardrobe seemed to consist entirely of tight V-neck pullovers, heels, and short, casual skirts.

I didn’t commit right away. But I didn’t say it was off the table. We flirted by text. She didn’t want to go out, because people might see us together. She just wanted to fuck.

This went on for about a week. After a few messages, she’d tell me I was making her “black cotton panties” wet. To this day, she’s the only woman I’ve ever met who apparently thought cotton panties are what men consider sexy.

When I finally invited her over, I still thought there was a chance that I might feel guilty and back out. She’d just moved in with her parents because she didn’t want to renew her lease before the wedding and her family wouldn’t approve ofmentioned her moving in with her husband. Kelly told me she had to lie to everyone about where she was going and sneak out. It shouldn’t have been, but it was a huge fucking turn on.

She showed up in wedge sandals, a khaki skirt that showed off her athletic thighs, and a black V-neck t-shirt that hugged her braless tits. At that point, I knew the chase was over. She had me.

I fixed her a drink and we sat on my sofa.

“Last chance to leave as a faithful fiance,” I said.

“My black cotton panties got drenched just from the drive over.” she answered

Somehow talking about her cotton panties didn’t seem silly in person.

She wanted passion. She wanted lust. She wanted to be controlled. Kelly had made that all very clear in our text exchange. She’d also made it clear that she was up for an ongoing fling up until her wedding if she was having fun.

I led her upstairs toward the master bedroom. At the top of the landing, I pressed her against the wall. I turned her head to me and kissed her passionately. I fondled her big tits through her thin cotton shirt.

“Are you ready to give up control, Kelly?”

“I want you to ravish me,” she answered

I wanted to roll my eyes at half the thing she said, but I also wanted to fuck the hell out of her.

I pulled her into the bedroom.

“Take off your black cotton panties,” I told her.

She smiled and sat down on the bed to slide them off.

I opened my nightstand and pulled out my restraints.

“Stand up,” I told her.

She obliged with a smile. I used the restraints to bind her wrists. I had a hook mounted on the back of the solid bedroom door.

“Arms up,” I told her.

I put her bound hands over the hook with her arms above her head. I turned her to face the floor-standing mirror in the corner of the room.

I unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor. I fondled her bare ass and tits. She watched in the mirror.

“This is so sexy,” she said.

I put a finger to her lips to silence her. Then I grabbed her damp cotton panties and stuffed them in her mouth so she wouldn’t be tempted to talk again.

I took my time undressing. I kept touching her body. I ran my fingers over her fuzzy little slit. She watched it all in the mirror.

I lifted her shirt to expose her big tits. It was the only clothing either of us still had on. I sucked on her nipples and fingered her.

My cock was hard enough to hammer nails.

The fuck was frenzied. I knew she’d only been with one guy for the last few years, so I didn’t hesitate to go bareback. I drilled her pussy hard from behind while we both stared at our reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t even dark outside yet. My cock glistened in the sunlight shining into the room.

Her big tits bounced wildly. She moaned with her mouth full of panties.

“I’m going to fill you up, Kelly. Do you want that?”

I held her hips and pounded her hot cunt. I teased her clit with my fingers. Her legs wobbled. And then she came. As soon as I felt her pussy clench, I unloaded inside her. I’d been in Texas for a month and she was the first woman that I’d fucked. I had a lot of cum to give.

Afterward, we were in my bed and she kept telling me she’d never experience anything like that level of lust. She was almost manic and wanted more, so she licked her pussy juice off my cock until I was hard again, then rode the hell out of me. I loved watching those tits bounce.

We didn’t have a lot in common and our conversations were awkward as hell. I’d love to say that was enough for me to lose interest and not keep cuckolding her fiance, but the truth is I ended up balling her on and off for months and right up until the week of her wedding. If she had a guilty conscience, it wasn’t really my job to fix it.

It ended with her wedding. There were some flirtations after, but it never amounted to anything. That’s probably for the best.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lw88us/mf_giving_his_fiance_just_what_she_needed