Sally [F33] stood, back against the wall, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Beneath her white wedding dress, she could feel the sweat forming in the small of her back from the exertion of her last orgasm. Here she was, the night before her wedding, submitting to a man who drove her absolutely insane. A man who was not her fiancé.
He [M33] took her hand gently, and led Sally to the bed, and she obediently got on her knees without a word. She could see the sheen of wet fabric on the front of His black suit pants, and knew His cock was leaking precum, her favorite addiction. She skillfully unbuckled His leather belt, and unzipped His trousers. Happily, she discovered that He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and as she wrapped her hand around His hard cock, she was in heaven.
Sally looked up at him and made constant eye contact as she first licked the clear sticky precum off His head, and then when she took Him into her mouth. Opening wide, she took the entire length of Him, until she felt her face pressed against His pubic hair and His warm balls against her chin. She wrapped a hand around His ass, and pulled him closer, gently fucking her own mouth.
He let a low moan, almost like pain, but she felt His cock throb in her throat and knew she was pleasing him.
“You make a beautiful bride Sally, you look gorgeous in your dress. Is this the first time you’ve really worn it?”
She moaned affirmatively with His cock in her mouth, saliva dripping down her chin and the cleavage of her dress.
“You’re going to wear that gold band tomorrow during the ceremony, aren’t you? The mark of your submission and which marks you as mine?”
Again, Sally moaned with a mouth full of cock.
“You’ve done a nice job memorizing your wedding vows, but we’ll see how well you deliver them under pressure later tonight.”
Her bare pussy was on fire beneath the soft fabric as she kneeled on the floor, aching for Him and needing to submit to Him again tonight.
He ran His hand through her dark hair and praised her, fucking her mouth and letting her taste and feel His raw unrestrained power.
Finally, the time had come, Sally had felt His balls contract as He neared orgasm and slowed her pace. She didn’t want him to cum in her mouth, at least not right now. She needed him inside, she wanted to feel him drip from her tomorrow.
He reached down and slowly pulled her face away from His cock, pulling her up to her feet. Almost as soon as she was standing, He was kissing her deeply, their tongues passionately dancing.
He placed an arm across the small of her back and slowly turned them both, and laid her down on the bed. Her mind was racing out of control, this is how she imagined her wedding night would be, but Travis was not capable of this. Only this could draw this goddess out of her.
He hiked her dress up until He could see the bright pink between her soft full thighs, and as she reached down to guide His cock into her, He bent His legs and went slow and deep with that first thrust. In response, Sally gasped, almost as if He had driven the air right out of her lungs, the feeling of completeness washing over her.
As He slowly fucked her, Sally knew what He wanted. There in her beautiful handmade wedding dress, the night before her wedding, her fiancée off god knows where, and this man’s cock filling her. Sally made eye contact with him and slowly removed the gold band from her right hand, and with total sincerity on her face, slid it onto her left ring finger. This depraved mark of submission, she was His.
Watching Sally take this step, He fucked her deeper and harder, building an orgasm in them both. Sally began to beg for His cum, as if she had never wanted anything more in her life. She felt His soft balls against her ass, the sound of their skin pressed together with each thrust, and He squeezed her thighs to His chest and with a low moan, filled her with thick hot cum. Feeling that first throb of His orgasm, Sally lost control and came on His cock, melting into the bed as her pussy soaked them both, soaking the fabric of her wedding dress.
He never broke eye contact as they each caught their breath, savoring the raw intimate intensity of the moment.
She didn’t know what else He had in mind for them tonight, but she knew that He was the exception to her wedding vows. That they both knew it would continue.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/1336fpd/after_the_rehearsal_dinner_f33m33_bride_cuckold