It’s my wedding day. I’m sitting in my dressing room, all dolled up, in a few minutes the ceremony starts and I have to go down the aisle. I’m a nervous wreck right now, that half bottle of wine didn’t help me calm down, not even a little bit. I’m struggling with the insecurity, the ‘what if…’ questions, the fear of missing out.
The sound of the door opening pulls me back from my thoughts. You step in, your eyes taking in my whole body. I’ve known you as long as I’ve known my fiancé, you two were inseparable best friends since childhood. But the look in your eyes wasn’t something I’ve ever seen from you. That hunger, that pure lust made my stomach drop and I felt the same lust wash over me, making my body aching to be satisfied.
You don’t even bother to close the door properly behind you, without a word you cross the small room, grabbing my throat and kissing me agressively, forcing your tongue in my mouth, biting my lower lip.
I can’t even process what’s happening, but I let out a moan as your other hand squeezes my breast through my dress. I melt into your touch, as I push myself against your body, I can feel how hard you are. I start grinding my hips into yours, wanting to quench the burning need in my lower belly.
You growl into my mouth and suddenly turn me around and bend me over the vanity. You lift up my skirt, I whimper as you’re running your hands up on my thighs, squeezing my ass. You run your hands between my thighs and spread my legs. When you feel how wet I am, you grunt and with one motion just rip my panties off my body. You slide two fingers deep inside my pussy and start moving vigorously in and out of me. I bite on my fist not to moan loudly from the pleasure. I can hear you undoing your belt and the thought of you fucking me make me clench around your fingers. Your fingers slide out of me but before I could protest your cock fills my pussy, you go balls deep with one deep thrust. My body trembles around you as you start moving inside me. You go slow for the first few thrusts, so you can undo the zipper on the back of my dress and free my breasts from it. You grab both of them and start to pound me deep and hard. I have to bite on my lips and cover my mouth to muffle the screams of extasy as I cum on your cock.
This is the moment I look up in the mirror of the vanity to see my husband-to-be open the door, to see the tears of hurt and betrayal in his eyes. But you don’t give me time to think, you keep fucking me faster and harder, my eyes roll back and I can’t focus on anything else than the pleasure of your cock deep inside me.
I can feel you stop for a brief moment as he starts yelling at us to stop and demanding explanation. I start grinding on you, chasing the orgasm you started building inside me with your deep thrusts, making you fuck me faster and harder. I reach under the skirt of my dress, and start rubbing my clit, circling faster and faster, sometimes grazing your balls with my fingers. This was the last straw for my fiancé, he storms out shutting the door.
You don’t skip a beat and keep pounding in me, making me cum harder and as I clench around your cock, I can feel you twitching inside me. This squeezing was almost too much for you, it pushed you right on the edge. You grab my hair and yank me up from the vanity. You pull out of my still convulsing pussy and push me down on my knees. You grab my head and force your throbbing cock in my mouth, pushing it deeper and deeper down my throat. I gag and choke, but at this point you don’t care, you’re fucking my face as you fucked my pussy. You pull back for a few seconds for me to breathe a little before your finishing assault on my mouth. You fuck my throat faster and harder until you explode in my mouth. After you pull out of my mouth, I swallow without hesitation and start to lick your cock clean with long strokes of my tongue.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tqrhc0/the_betrayal_mf