Bored of a vanilla sex life, a guy does a trade when his girlfriend wants an expensive wedding.
Natasha’s 30th birthday was to be the happiest day of her life. Not that the passing into her thirties was something she was looking forward to, but it was the day she was to be married. She had been with her boyfriend Tony, twelve years her senior, for eight years and they were very much in love. They had a greart sex life, in fact they fucked anywhere and everywhere but, for Tony, the regular sex wasn’t enough. He’d often wait for her to leave the house and then he’d turn to pornography and imagine his beautiful wife to be being fucked the way the women were on screen… gangbanged, taken up the arse and her face ejaculated over. For, as much as Natasha loved sex, she would never allow Tony to do anything like that with her. In fact, she often heard stories from her friends of what they let men do to them and had told Tony during their lovemaking how disgusting she thought it was.
Tony had learned to be happy just regularly fucking Nat, but was always turned on by hearing his mate’s fantasies about her, which they would often voice when she posted pictures of her nights out on social media. Knowing that his friends were knocking one out to her pictures thinking of doing the things he wanted to do was a major turn on for him. He even imagined her best mate, Sophie, going down on her. Something Sophie had said she would love to do in conversation with his mates while they fucked her. In fact, he was the only one in his friend group not to have fucked Sophie, a hot 35 year old blonde who took cock any way it was served.
Natasha had planned everything for her wedding day, racking up a huge bill for Tony. She wanted a day to remember, a very expensive dress, a horse drawn cart, even down to jewellery in the gift boxes for her bridesmaids. Nothing of a normal price was to enter the building, the champagne must be the finest, the meal cooked by a top chef. Tony was rich but Nat’s exuberance irked him somewhat. He gave her an ultimatum. “The day can be your’s if the night is mine”. Having walked in on him fast asleep in bed with his porn on, rewinding back and watching a girl who looked like her being fucked up the arse, she imagined she knew what he wanted. “For one night only!” she replied. He looked her in the eyes “You get whatever you want all day, no cost too high.” he said. “And you get whatever you want all night” she replied, imagining a bit of anal sex can’t be that bad. “Deal!” The pair fucked on the kitchen table, Nat spitting his semen into the kitchen sink at the end. Never had she ever swallowed a man’s load or let a man finish on her face.
The day of the wedding came and Natasha looked beautiful in an off the shoulder silver satin dress with the usual long train. Tony’s mates looked on lustfully as she walked down the aisle, their cocks twitching. After the service, Sophie whispered into his ear “I could hide under her dress and lick her out all day”. His mates and best man all saying how they’d love to fuck her, all things that he couldn’t get out of his mind during the pre-wedding breakfast photo shoots. Whether he was positioned in front of her, to her side or behind, she felt his throbbing manhood press into her, impatient for what was to happen. In the pictures where he placed his hands around her waist from behind, she grimaced as she felt his shaft push into her buttocks through the thickness of the satin and the mesh underskirts. She’d put the idea of anal sex out of her mind with all the prep and worry of her big day, but today was the day and it was a sudden reality.
The wedding breakfast and subsequent party went well with folks dancing into the small hours. Come 3 AM though, the couple said their thank yous and headed up to the bridal suite. Tony’s cock was hard as rock imagining what was to happen. Nat was pretty drunk by this time, deliberately so, and failed to notice Tony didn’t close the door properly, as she climbed on the bed and faced her husband on all fours. He picked up the veil that has draped over the end of the king size bed and placed it on her head, over her face.
“Suck me, Mrs. Thompson” he commanded, lifting the veil and placing it over her hair. Reaching forward, she unzipped his trousers and reached for his huge, hard cock, precum dripping over her fingers. She looked up at him lovingly. “Thank you for today” she said, placing her lips over his penis. “Uhhhhh” he moaned as her tongue swirled around the head, then her mouth enveloped his whole shaft, running up and down, occasionally breaking to wank him while she licked and sucked his balls. Tony looked around the huge suite, noting the tiny flickering red lights above him and around him. He looked up and winked.
Back in the bar, the barman flicked on the TV. There, on an 86″ screen was a view of Tony and Nat. A ticker ran across the bottom saying “If you would like to get involved, the groom welcomes you in the Bridal Suite”. For those who had left the bar, the picture came on as soon as any resident turned on the television in their bedrooms.
Natasha loved giving Tony head, she had an insatiable desire for sucking him off, and was lost in her own world ensuring her wedding night blow job would be perfect. She failed to notice the young barman enter the room. It was only when she felt the bed move as he got behind her that she looked up at Tony in open mouthed shock. “You said anything goes tonight, Nat”. He grabbed her head in both hands and bobbed it up and down his cock, as she felt her dress get pushed up and folded into the small of her back. Her pretty silver satin panties, with white lace overlay, got pushed to the side and she felt two fingers penetrate her vagina. “N-n-n-n….” she tried to say as she heard the young lad’s zipper get pulled down and his cock head finding it’s way into her slit.
He grabbed her buttocks firmly and started roughly pounding into her cunt. Across the hotel men were lying back in their beds masturbating over the pretty bride getting spitroasted. The young lad fucked her hard and fast as Tony pushed her head off his penis, lowered down the veil and shot his load repeatedly onto her veiled face. Ream after ream of thick white semen shot out, sticking the veil to her face. The lad pulled out and, yanking her back by her hair, causing her to squeal, jostled her onto her back and straddled her belly. Wiping precum across the front of her satin dress, he then came. His first shot splatting down on top of her husband’s, along with the next two. Then he aimed low and shot five loads onto her satin covered breasts.
Wiping his cock on her dress, the lad dismounted. Tony climbed onto the bed and pushed her dress back up. On his knees between her legs, he lifted her hips slightly as he entered her, now wet, cunt. He started thrashing away at her, his huge cock filling her, where the young lad had failed to succeed. Two unknown guests from a different party entered the room, kneeling either side of her head, each taking turns to force a suck from her. The guy in the camera control room flicked to a view from above, showing the viewers Tony between her spread legs and the two men scooping out her breasts from within the satin dress, now doused in semen. Each started mauling her tits and tweaking her nipples as they came onto her face. As she turned to escape each ensuing blast of sperm, more came at her from the other direction.
Two young lads from a wedding party the other side of the hotel rushed in, holding their cocks. “We wanna jizz her tits!” said one. “Let us, mate!” said the other. “OK lads” said Tony, pulling out of her and standing aside, wanking. The first lad sat on her belly and plonked his cock between her breasts. Roughly squeezing them into his hard penis, he fucked them fast. He didn’t even last a minute, his first two shots hit her neck, then he came on her fleshy white mounds. His mate was next, he just played with her sticky tits, bashing his cock into them until his thick white fluid shot out onto them. “Nice tits on her. Thanks, mister” the second one said, as he dismounted and left the room.
“Turn over, darling” said Tony, helping her onto her belly and pulling up her hips to enter her cunt from behind. He slid his shaft into her, grabbing her hips firmly, as one of her uncles came into the room. “Uncle John, you can’t” she said, looking up at him. He laughed, unzipping his trousers, and started bashing his hard cock at her face. “Open up!” he commanded. “Remember your promise, Nat” said Tony. Slowly but surely, she opened her mouth and took her uncle’s stiff prick. He held her head firmly and fucked her mouth hard and fast. “I want to fuck her, Tony. I have for years”. “Go ahead” he replied, pulling out of her twat.
The uncle lay down and Natasha begrudgingly climbed onto the uncle she had secretly hated for years. As he pushed up into her, she felt the heavy dress lift from behind. Tony pushed Nat’s face into John’s and she felt his cock head pursuing her anus. “Here it comes” she thought to herself, even though this was likely to be nothing to knowing her husband wanted her to be fucked by just about anybody. Slowly he pushed in. “Ahhhhhhh……. aaaaaaahhhhh…..” she moaned as more and more of his long, fat shaft, pushed it’s way in. Once fully inside her, Tony slowly increased his speed.
In Room 126, Sophie was getting fucked by the third of Kat’s three young cousins. Neither knew she had fucked the others, but she was already full from the two she’d had. As she lay there, her bridesmaid dress hitched up to her waist, taking the semen from this third encounter that night, her phone received a text. The lad wiped his cock on her dress and lay beside her as she reached out for her phone and read the message… “TURN YOUR TV ON…NOW!!”
She grabbed the remote off the side table and turned the tv on. “What the fuck!” There was Natasha getting fucked by Tony and Uncle John, with two men now standing either side of her, fucking her mouth and squeezing her tits. The message was still scrolling along the bottom of the screen. “Your cousin’s a total slut, I knew it! Miss Prim and Proper, my arse! I’m getting a bit of that.”
She headed quickly to the Bridal Suite and walked over to the bed, watching both men fucking Kat. “Let me help you there, lads” she said to the two young men sharing her mouth. Wanking one while she sucked another, she worked her magic on the two men’s cocks, teasing their balls and sucking them like a pro to bring them to climax. First one, then the other, came in Sophie’s mouth. She took both loads and held them into her mouth, climbing onto the bed and straddling Uncle John. Kat started shaking. “She’s coming, John!” shouted Tony and the pair bucked their semen into her. As she felt this, she came herself, exploding over John’s cock and balls. As she let out a loud moan, Sophie spat the two lads’ semen into her face. “What the… ewwww… fuck!” exclaimed Kat as she tried to spit semen from her mouth, still shaking. Tony pulled out of her ass and John softened and slid out of her twat. Sophie pushed her onto her back and started to kiss her, working her way down her semen covered breasts.
As she pulled the dress down to reveal her belly and started licking and sucking the cum off her neck, chest and breasts, she felt her own dress getting pushed up. Nat’s grandad, who had always joked about wanting to fuck her, went straight for her ass. The semen from her previous encounters was sliding down the inside of her legs as the old man fucked her, quickly coming over her arse and the back of her dress. “You done now, Clive?” she asked, looking behind her. “Suck me clean” he asked. Sophie cleaned him off, then looked back at Kat as she lay there. Pushing up her heavy dress, she caught sight of her snatch and buried her face in between her legs. Natasha lost count of how many men and young lads came in the room standing over the pair as Sophie ate out Nat’s cunt, shooting their loads over them.
As she finally came to Sophie’s tongue, she wiped semen from her eyes and looked down at her beautiful dress, the dress she’d hoped to hand down should she have a daughter, now covered in spent ejaculate. Sophie’s hair was a matted mess of semen and the back of her dress also covered in thick white spunk.
The last of the men left the suite around 10 AM. By that time Natasha had been fucked by fourteen men and young lads and ejaculated over by twenty four. Sophie wanked those waiting their turn at Nat, some fucking her before finishing in the bride.
Tony, Nat and Sophie are now swingers, in a menage a trois.