Years ago at an older cousin’s wedding I met a boy. I was 16, he was 17… Talk about instant fireworks… But I’ll get into that in a moment.
I live on the other side of the country from my family, not by choice, I’m the only one born and raised outside of the East Coast… But we keep in contact, and my cousin was finally getting married. One anxiety riddled plane ride later and I’m… Cold? Why is it so cold where my family lives? Must be that ominous grudge half of them have against my mom…
My mom and I are staying with my aunt, nothing special though I will admit I made full use of their detachable shower head, yeah Auntie I know exactly why you bought that devilish hard spraying nozzle (thank you, it felt wonderful!).
The day comes. I’m dressed better than I ever have been in my life, thanks other older cousin, with your fancy rich clothes you let me borrow to not look like a ‘dirty tramp’. We get a nice limousine ride to the place, I’m like, a tramp, so I don’t know what the building is even called but it’s massive. The first part goes on and on, go in, get seated, get tricked into drinking moonshine coffee by my weird creepy uncle who was impressed by how I downed it without a single cough (kudos to him though I didn’t even taste any alcohol), even my aunt looked at me funny.
I swear I don’t drink a lot… Okay, not back then anyways…
The ceremony comes around… I’m just gonna be real here. I cried. It was beautiful, I…Wish I could know that feeling… Tearing up as I barely manage to say the words “I Do!” And everyone clapping and cheering while people like me are just smiling big dumb grins wiping away an endless stream of tears…
And then onto the party part of the wedding!
I sat down for most of it. When I did get up to go get some of the darn best tasting food I’ve ever had I literally ran into this boy.
I don’t know what it was, maybe my accidentally grabbing his butt and him my chest to stop ourselves from falling over did it (and we only ran into each other head on cause we were both watching the dance floor) but instant, fireworks, he looked me up and down. I blinked dumbfounded, mostly because he was still clenching my boob… Cue everything between my legs getting steamy… We backed away. Apologized to each other, got food, and ended up sitting alone talking while everyone was busy doing their own things…
Well… He knew this building, worked at it cause his mom got him the job there since she was a manager. So I said to him, show me around! He was more than happy too.
There were hallways that went on for what seemed like a mile, and tons of doors to rooms all for hosting venues, all empty cause the place was competely rented out for the wedding.
He led me into one room with these big windows that showed a ton of people outside enjoying a heavy fall of snow, we were on a second floor, actually it wasn’t the second floor, it was just that outside there was a lower area, with rooms below us… It was a second floor… Architecture is weird…
We’re standing next to each other, enjoying the view, I looked over, he looked over.
It was like, instinct just took over me… I lunged at his face. The look in his eyes lol, he was like ‘WHAAAAA’ but didn’t stop me from going to town on his face biting his lips and sucking on his tongue. I think we we spent a solid 10 minutes just feeling each other all over, I kept on going at his pants and he kept going at my butt lol.
Finally we pulled away and he looked at the door then ran over to it and *locked it*.
Instant panty drencher… He came back over and before he could kiss me I dropped to my knees and I swear I had to wrestle the belt off his waist. Fucking expensive clothing, why is it so…Complicated?!!
I tore his pants down to his ankles and was making out with his pelvis seconds later. I didn’t care that we were right in front of the window, it was bright out, only thing anyone would see was the reflection of the sky. I lapped up his cock like I was hypnotized to be enamored by it. He pulled me off his dick and gasped, “You almost got me off…” He groaned, “That’s the plan!” I said with a devilish grin while grabbing at him still. He seemed reserved and pulled away, “I…Have a girlfriend…” He said. I bit my lip and sighed, “I have a boyfriend…”
We looked at each other… But now his eyes lit up with a devilish light. He grabbed me, undid my clothes like pulling a knot undone (which had my panties soaked through…) and he was helping himself to my breasts before I even realized my bra had been tossed aside. (No really, he like Houdini’d my bra right off of me…)
It was magical… I was rubbing my hands all over his head through his hair, behind his ears as he bit, licked, and sucked all over my chest. He kept there for what felt like forever and I realized I’d need to take the initiative…
I pulled my panties down and kicked them off then pulled his lips off of me and told him with a desperate look, “Please fuck me…”
I got turned around, bent over into the window as he hugged my hips, pushed against me several times missing his mark before finally finding the prize.
One thrust later and I was chest and face smeared against this window getting roughly plowed like I was the last fuck he’d ever have. Every time he threw his hips up and plunged snuggly into the back of my wet hot body it was like getting an orgasms pushed out of me. One, two, five, twelve, fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCK, I really came, an explosive pleasure that ripped right though the middle of my legs and made the arches of my feet spasm as i drenched everything between his thighs and my toes.
He quickly made one last push and like a cannon erupted several bombshells of cum up into the literal deepest parts of my pussy.
I shook. He shook. I looked down…no one had even saw my figure smeared along the window red as a radish all the way through. He pulled back and out, I grabbed my panties and pulled them up before his cum managed to escape and sealed it all in as we got dressed, dried off, and prayed no one would smell the sex on us.
We left the room without another word, and as we walked back each of us got pulled away back to our immediate families looking for us…
And on the way out as we left, we met again at the front entrance, each of us with our mother. They knew each other it seemed… They caught up quickly laughed, then asked us if we’d met, we both nodded. Then they introduced us.
Just as our mom’s finished introducing us as cousins his cum flooded out of me and filled my panties caking my pussy over in hot stickiness…
We looked at each other like deer in headlights. Smiled, said hi, then promptly never saw or spoke to each other ever again…
I don’t even remember his name…
But I think about that day often, wondering…Had we known that beforehand, would we still have done what we did?
I guess…I’ll never really know…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/o7hgrk/the_wedding_and_im_not_the_bride_fm