The day my girlfriend and I had passionate sex at our friend’s wedding [MF]

So I guess it’s time to tell another story. One I remembered after watching a wedding movie on Netflix yesterday.

Since my first semester in fall 2012 I knew (let’s call her) Stephanie. We had the same subject at university and had most of the classes together. We spent much time together in class or studying in the library, but also in our spare time. We became study buddies and good friends. You could say she made university much easier for me to survive. More never happened between us because we never saw more in each other. Besides that, she had already been in a relationship with her Prince Charming for over two years at that point. I call him Prince Charming (unofficially of course) because that’s who he is to Stephanie. You could compare them to Marshmallow and Lilypad from How I Met Your Mother. These two are basically the same (in a good and sometimes annoying way of course). That’s why it wasn’t really a surprise when they got engaged in summer 2018 during their vacation and planned their wedding for summer 2019. Anyways, enough about the side characters of this story.

In December 2018, Stephanie and I went to a university party after having survived our exams. At the party we met some of her teammates from the university volleyball team including one particular pretty girl, let’s call her Emilia. I was 25 back then, Emilia 23. She was about 1,70m tall (which is 5’7), had long brown hair, brown eyes and seemed to be quite athletic (perk of being on the volleyball team I guess). Maybe she noticed that I checked her out because Stephanie introduced her to me. And she made it her mission to play matchmaker and bring us together. In the end she successfully completed her mission because Emilia and I dated a few times and got together in March 2019. As we both were good friends with Stephanie, the three of us spent a lot of time later on and got quite close.

In July 2019 the day of Stephanie’s and Prince Charming’s wedding arrived and of course, Emilia was my +1. It was a beautiful and really sunny and warm summer day. So I hated that I had to wear a suit. But the look on Emilia’s face every time she sees me in a suit is worth a little sweat. For her it was easier. She wore an elegant navy blue jumpsuit and high heels. With her long wavy brown hair (which apparently took about an hour to do) she just looked stunning.

A little later we arrived at the venue. The happy couple had rented a nice castle which is known for weddings. It’s a bit in the middle of nowhere so the scenery is really nice. The wedding ceremony took place in the castle’s garden. Everything was decorated like in a Hollywood movie. Chairs were lined up on the lawn, flowers everywhere, bar tables with glasses of champagne and an arch decorated with flowers. A little bit corny in my opinion but the look on Emilia’s face told me that she loved it. We found our seats in one of the back rows behind family, relatives and more important people than us. But as the bride made her appearance from the back, we got to see her first. And she really looked amazing. She wore a long white strapless wedding dress with a long beautiful trail. She smiled the brightest I had ever seen her when she walked down the aisle.

But as she passed by our row, my eyes fell somewhere else. This dress really had a nice cleavage. Small enough to remain classy but big enough to offer a little glimpse. And oh boy that glimpse looked really fine. I really couldn’t put my eyes away from it as she passed by. Emilia seemed to notice that because she nudged my arm and whispered “Be careful not to fall into her cleavage!”. I turned towards her and her expression was serious. Oh busted. But she immediately smiled at me and whispered “Can’t blame you. It’s really a nice sight”. That’s when I noticed that she looked at her cleavage too. That’s one of the many things I love about her. She never takes things too seriously and knows that it’s no sin to check out other people as long as you know where your place is. And I know that. “You know I like your cleavage always the most” I whispered to her and earned a bright smile. “You might have to prove that later” she whispered and winked. I took her hand and soon the wedding ceremony started.

One and a half hour of pure sappy romance later the ceremony ended. Finally. I really felt the urge to get some booze. And more important: I was starving. But there were still a few hours left to kill until it was time for dinner. So Emilia and I each took a glass of champagne and some fancy aperitive and checked out the venue. There really was a lot to see. You could do a small tour of the castle, stroll around in the big garden or take pictures with the wedding photographer. You could check out a small nearby lake or just mingle among the other guests in the garden. A string quartet was playing in the garden (yeah I know, they really got all the cliches), people were dancing. So you really couldn’t get bored.

After checking everything out and speaking to a few guests Emilia suggested to take a break because her feet were killing her after hours in those high heels. So we sat down at our table across from each other. She kicked off her shoes under the table and sighed contentedly. She looked me up and down. “Do you know how hot you look in that suit?” she asked me. I just laughed. “No I really mean it. You look damn fine” she said. A moment later I felt her foot move up and down my leg. She moved here bare foot to my ankle, up my leg until she reached my thigh. She rested her foot there and rubbed it over the fabric of my pants. I shot her a look and asked “What are you doing?”. “Nothing” she said and shot me a cheeky smile. “Doesn’t look like nothing” I said. “Oh come on. If I really wanted to do something, I would do this” she said and moved her foot directly between my legs. She rested her foot directly on my cock and began to rub in small circles. Not without consequences because within seconds I got a full hard-on.

She seemed to like the situation because she started to rub her foot over the fabric of my pants above my hard cock. I moaned softly. She continued her work until we were interrupted by some people who also sat at our table. She stopped rubbing and rested her foot on my thigh while the people looked for their places. When they were seated, she continued her work discretely. I looked at her quizzically. But she just smiled at me and put a finger to her lips. So she continued to rub my dick through the fabric of my pants for a few minutes. The other people didn’t seem to notice. No one could see because of the long tablecloth and I managed to stay calm. She went on but after some time I felt that I was close to cumming. So I took her foot and put it away. I shot her a look that said “If you’re going on I’m gonna make a mess in my pants”. She seemed to understand and smiled. For a moment I just had to catch my breath. We waited a few minutes until my cock wasn’t hard anymore (suit pants don’t hide bulges very well) and decided that we should join the dancefloor.

We joined the couples on the dancefloor and did our best to slow dance. “This is nice” she said and rested her head on my shoulder. And she was right. It was really nice swaying slowly to the music with this amazing girl. But I decided that I didn’t just want to go easy on her. Under the table she had teased me, but two can play that game. As we swayed slowly to the music, I brushed my knee pointedly against her thigh and further between her legs. “You’re not the only one who can tease” I whispered into her ear. “Stop it. There are still a few hours left until we get home” she said. Maybe it was the alcohol speaking but I answered “Well we could always sneak away. You noticed those guest rooms in the castle?”. She looked at me surprised and shook her head. “You can’t be serious”. “I am serious”. But she just shook her head again and didn’t answer. Case closed. For better or worse.

After a few more dances we decided to take a break again. She wanted to hit the bar while I had to go to the restroom. While I went there, I realized that I wasn’t ready to give the thought about sneaking away up just yet. Thinking about what she had done under the table I was really horny. To my disadvantage, that thought brought back my hard-on. So as I reached the restroom I went straight into one of the stalls. I opened my belt and pulled down my pants and my boxershorts and immediately my hard cock jumped out. It was rock-hard because I was sooo horny at that point. So I pulled out my phone and opened Snapchat. I knew what I wanted to do. I directed the camera towards my full-hard cock and hit play. I took a ten-seconds-video while stroking my dick a few times. I added the text “You sure you don’t wanna sneak away ;) ?”. I put my phone back in my pocket but didn’t send the video yet because I didn’t know if she was alone.

So I left the restroom and went back into the garden. I saw her standing alone at one of the bar tables typing a message on her phone. So it was a good time. I hit the send-button and looked her way. I saw on my phone that she immediately had opened the snap. I could see that she looked surprised and bit her lower lip. She typed again on her phone and seconds later I got a snap message. I opened it only to see three smirking face emojis. Meh. Disappointing. Not the answer I had hoped for. I joined her at the table. “See something you like?” I asked her. She rolled her eyes pointedly. “You just can’t be serious”. “I am serious”. She bit her lower lip again but gave no response. Case closed. For better or worse.

At least shortly after that it was time to eat. I was really starving so at least my mind was distracted. After dinner Stephanie found us at our table. “You two look like you enjoy yourselves” she said. She was practically beaming, and everyone could tell how happy she was. But knowing her well we could also see that she was a bit tipsy. Despite she insisted on doing shots. After a few rounds she left to continue her rounds. We also continued to mingle with guests, danced and drank a bit more and did photos with the wedding photographer. We framed one of these pics and placed it in our living room so we always have fond memories of that day.

Hours passed by. Before we recognized, it was midnight. And of course, the happy couple had to tick one last cliché off their list. Fireworks. Now they had had them all I think. But the guests liked it. And so did Emilia apparently. She snuggled close and rested her head on my shoulder. She seemed tired. “You wanna go home?” I asked. She shook her head. “No let’s stay a bit. It’s nice here”. So we watched the fireworks in comfortable silence. After the last rocket she went to the restroom to freshen up. In the meantime, I hit the bar to get some water because I felt more than just a bit tipsy. I pulled out my phone to answer some messages from friends.

After typing some messages, a snap from Emilia came in. As the symbol was that red cube, I knew it was a video. I looked around and since no one stood near me I hit play. And there she was. Sitting topless in one of the restroom stalls recording herself while she groped her tits and played with her nipples. It was only a short video (about four or five seconds). But it was enough to bring back the thought about sneaking into one of those guestrooms. So I just typed a quick message “At the guestrooms in 5 minutes” and sent it. She immediately read it. No response. I took that as a yes and made my way to the guestrooms. She was already there when I arrived. She said “You know I want to but how do we know which room we can use?”. “We try”. First door? Locked. Second door? Locked. Third door? Unlocked. Jackpot.

I quickly pulled her inside. I turned on the flashlight of my phone to see in the dark. It was a guestroom with a big bed. And it seemed to be not booked. That should do it. I turned the flashlight off and immediately started to kiss her. The kiss became wilder and soon we made out passionately in the dark. I pulled her hair while kissing her hard. She had her hands all over my body until she fumbled at my belt to open it. She pulled down my pants and boxershorts and I removed them as well as my shoes and socks. She kicked her shoes off as well. Pieces of clothing landed in all parts of the room. She continued to remove my jacket and my shirt. All I had left was my tie. I wanted to pull it off as well but she stopped me. “No the tie stays on” she said.

She kissed me again, sweet this time, while her hand travelled down my body until they reached my cock. She kissed me in the dark while her hand started to stroke my cock. God this was so intense. She definitely has a way with her hands. And not just with her hands. Seconds later she dropped to her knees and started to suck my dick in the dark. I was standing against a wall and she was kneeling in front of me working magic with her tongue. She kissed my tip before slowly licking over it with her tongue. I moaned softly. She now put my cock in her mouth and started sucking the full shaft. I put my hands on the back of her head and directed her head back and forth. Each time a little more forth until she had my full length inside of her mouth. I moved my hips back and forth in this position until she drooled all over my cock. “Oops” she said and smiled. She put her hand back on my cock and jerked off a few times.

But now it was time to return the favor. And time for justice. She was still fully dressed. So I pulled her up and turned her around to open the zipper of her jumpsuit at her back. The jumpsuit immediately fell off her shoulders down towards her ankles. She quickly stepped out of it and kicked it away. But that wasn’t enough. I opened the clasp of her bra and threw it away. And I ripped down her panties which she kicked away. Now she was how I wanted her: completely naked.

I stepped behind her and kissed her neck. She moaned softly. I put my arms around her and grabbed her boobs in my hands while kissing her neck and her shoulders. God how much I love her boobs. She has nice round firm standing C cups. I groped them and twirled her nipples between my fingers. A move that always gets her going. She breathed heavy. I knew I was on the right trail. But I wanted to give her more. I moved one hand down her belly and rested it on her thigh. I let it circle there until I moved it towards the center between her legs. And there my hand was met by incredible wetness. I know Emilia gets wet when I do the right moves that get her going. But that was a whole new level of wetness.

When I reached her clit my fingers were dripping wet. As I moved them down a little bit my fingers went inside of her naturally because she was so wet. I put two fingers inside of her and stroked her. Gently at first but becoming quicker. A loud moan escaped her. I didn’t care because I now wanted to have all of her. I directed her towards the bed and wanted to push her into the sheets. But she stopped me. “No not in the bed. What if this room is booked? Probably someone sleeps there later.” Hm she was right. Wouldn’t be very considerate to do it in that bed. So I put her against the wall and lifted her up until I felt her wet pussy against my belly. I lowered her a bit until her wet pussy was directly at my tip. I rubbed my tip up and down her wet lips directly to her entrance. Then I lowered her a bit more and my cock went straight inside of her. We both moaned as my cock went into her wet pussy with a smacking sound. She clung her legs firmly around my hips and her arms were draped against my neck. I grabbed her ass to steady her. It’s hard to describe. [This is what I mean.](https://orgasms.org/sites/default/files/styles/facebook_thumbnail/public/book_pages/stand%20%26%20carry.jpg?itok=kwd8netw)

In this position I grabbed her cheeks and lifted them up and down. It began slowly but it increased quickly. Not without making a lot of noise. Her wet pussy made a smacking noise each time it went down my hard cock. Additional to the pounding sound when her thighs and cheeks clapped against my body. We weren’t exactly stealthy at this point but we didn’t care. I saw the pure desire in her eyes and I felt exactly the same. It was time to release the sexual tension that had built up over several hours. So we went on both of us moaning. “Yes yes yes fuck meeee” she moaned loudly. I put a hand onto her mouth to silence her but removed it because we both didn’t care. We still had to get what we wanted.

So I continued fucking her harder. We exchanged sloppy kisses and both of us breathed heavy. I smacked her ass a few times which I know she likes in the right situation. I increased my speed again and fucked her as fast and deep as I could. After a few minutes she moaned loudly, breathed heavily and her eyes told me that she was coming close. So I continued and thrusted her deep. It didn’t take long until I felt her body tense and her fingernails dig into my back. She cried out “Yes yes fuuuuuck” and clung close to me. I loved to see her this way. “Enjoy babe I got you” I whispered into her ear and continued to thrust her while I held her firmly. Finally one of the loudest and most intense moans I ever heard from her escaped her and I felt her pussy contract around my dick. She pulled my tie hard as she came. Now I knew why she wanted it to stay on. Seeing this level of pleasure was too much for me. I felt my own pleasure rise and knew I would come soon. I looked her in the eyes. “Is it okay if I -“. “Mhm” she nodded. I couldn’t even finish the sentence. And soon the point of no return came. I felt my legs begin to shake. She noticed and helped me by moving her hips up and down herself. I had to thrust just a few more times until I felt the cum emerge from my tip. I shot load after load into her wet pussy and emptied my balls deep inside of her. After a few big shots I felt my body relax again. I just kissed her and held her close. We stayed like this for a moment until she asked “What the hell just happened” and we both burst out laughing. “I don’t know but it was pretty amazing” I said. “Mhm” she answered exhaustedly.

We both needed to take a few deep breath to regain our composure. “Time to get back hm?” I asked her. She nodded and kissed me sweetly one last time. My cock was still inside of her pussy so I pulled her off me and lowered her back on the ground. I switched on the flashlight of my phone to see something in the dark. That’s when I noticed cum dripping out of her pussy onto the carpet. “No no no don’t make a mess in here” I shouted and pulled her away. But it was too late for that. A few big drops of cum had landed onto a dark carpet. She rubbed one foot over the stains but it only smeared more. “Come on let’s dress and just go” I said. She nodded. With our flashlights we found our clothes again which were spread over the whole room. We gathered our clothes and dressed. We left the room and agreed it would be better to go separate ways back to the party to cause less attention. “Maybe you should freshen up first. You look like you had just been fucked” I said to her. She just laughed and after one last kiss she disappeared.

I went back to the garden and the party was still in full swing. No one seemed to have noticed that we were missing. I found Stephanie at the bar and joined her. “There you are” she said and wrapped her arms around me. “Where’s Emilia?” “Oh she had to take a phone call” I answered. Yeah very convincing in the middle of the night. But she said nothing. Until Emilia came back with cheeks as red as tomatoes. But fortunately, Stephanie didn’t say anything.

Shortly afterwards Emilia and I took our leave. We thanked the happy couple for the great party and everything. Stephanie hugged us both to say goodbye. As she hugged me, she whispered “I know what you two did. Her flushed face says everything”. “You know nothing Miss Marple” I answered and we both laughed. So the only real witnesses to our deed are a few stains on that damn carpet.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lyom65/the_day_my_girlfriend_and_i_had_passionate_sex_at