The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen.
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Spring weddings were always lovely but this one was particularly special. My best friend was getting married. His bride was a beautiful brunette named Melanie. The two had been together since college and through my best friend, Melanie became like a sister to me.
Melanie was confident, highly intelligent, and very liberated as a woman. There was no doubt in my mind that was going to be in charge of the marriage. But she was also kind, playful, and fun to be around. Her smile was adorably cute, and her deep brown eyes had a naughty twinkle to them that always made you wonder what kind of thoughts could be going through her mind. This, combined with beautiful perky breasts and a curvy rear, was enough to make anyone's head turn.
A few hours before the wedding I was with the other groomsmen hanging out in the hotel lobby where the wedding party was staying. Melanie was in her room with the bridesmaids getting ready. The lift doors opened with a ding and one of the bridesmaids stepped out looking marvelous. When she saw me she walked over and handed me an envelope with my name on it. Inside the envelope was a note that simply read:
"My room...NOW! - Mel"
I could actually hear Melanie's voice in my head as I read it. She sounded serious and I wondered if something was wrong. Placing the note in my tux jacket pocket I headed up to Melanie's room, getting frustrated that the lift couldn't take me there fast enough. Finally I reached Melanie's floor. Stepping out of the lift I noticed that the hall was very quiet and that the rest of the girls in the bridal party apparently were somewhere else.
"Mels, you okay?" I asked as I knocked on her door. I only got to two knocks before it opened, almost as if she had been waiting for me.
The sight of Melanie in her wedding dress took my breath away. Pure white and sleeveless with beautiful floral patterns from the waist down, a long train, and white-heeled shoes. Her lovely hourglass figure looked gorgeous and her perky breasts filled the top perfectly. Melanie's silky brunette hair looked fantastic bouncing just barely above her shoulders, and her white see through veil trickled down her back to her slender waist. My best friend was the luckiest guy on earth.
"Hi there," Melanie flashed a smile at me, "come in for a minute?"
I noticed that no one else was in the room as I walked inside. Melanie quickly shut the door behind me and locked the bolt.
"Wow Mel! You look ama..." Melanie cut off my sentence by wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a deep passionate kiss.
"Mmmmph!" My first reaction was to try and break away, but she held me firmly, forcing me up against the wall as she kissed me aggressively.
"Melanie!" I exclaimed finally breaking our kiss.
"Shh!" Mel shushed me and placed a finger on my lips, "don't talk, don't think, and don't resist."
I was too shocked to say anything. I probably looked like a frightened puppy to her. Melanie smiled at my helplessness and flashed her naughty eyes at me. That's when I knew I was done for.
Melanie kissed me hard, trying to force me to open my mouth. Her hand reached down and gripped my cock through my clothes, confirming what she already knew. I didn't want to admit it, but I was as hard as the diamond on her finger. My defenses weakened, and I gave in to her.
When I parted my lips in surrender, Melanie squealed in excitement and attacked me, practically raping my mouth with her tongue. Her hand rubbed my cock through my pants as she sighed in contentment. I couldn't believe what she was doing to me, and that I was letting it happen.
Melanie finally broke our kiss and dropped to her knees, quickly unzipping my pants.
"Mel! What in the world are you doing?" I asked as she unhooked my tux suspenders.
"You're thinking too much," Melanie warned me tugging my pants down.
"Mel please! We shouldn't be doing this!"
The soon to be bride ignored my protests and took hold of my hard shaft.
"Ohgod..." I gasped as Melanie began to pump my cock slowly in long full strokes with her beautiful dainty hand.
She had me now.
Melanie cocked her head to one side and gave me that cute smile of hers.
"Don't tell me you haven't always wanted to see me on my knees sucking your cock."
"Ohmygod," I said more to myself as Melanie continued to tease me with long pumps of her hand wrapped around my shaft. I could tell she was loving this. She had a sadistic side that enjoyed watching me struggle.
"Please Mel..." I fought for every word, "what...about...your hus..."
"He's not my husband yet," Melanie clarified, "besides he's fine. I told him he could fuck one of my bridesmaids if I could have a groomsman."
Melanie smiled and gave my cock head a quick little lick.
"Guess which one I chose."
Keeping her eyes looking up at me, Melanie leaned forward and took my cock in her warm moist mouth.
"Mmmmm..." Melanie sighed as she bobbed her head back and forth on my shaft, her bridal veil brushing against my legs as she moved. Her beautiful eyes looked up at me in total submission, but I knew it was all an act. SHE was the one in control, and she had me right where she wanted me.
"Oh Mel!" I gasped as Melanie sucked on my cock like a professional. Her head started bobbing faster as she increased her suction with long rapid pulls, taking in as much of my shaft as possible. As she finished each series of pulls I felt Melanie's tongue swirl around the head of my cock, right over all my most sensitive nerve endings.
Mygod, when did she learn to do that?
"Oh fuck Melanie!" I cried out as the sensations made my knees buckle. I almost lost my balance but Melanie grabbed me by the hips and braced me up against the wall, continuing to suck my cock as if her life depended on it.
"Mygod...you are so good at this," I said almost to myself.
"Mmm hmm," Melanie nodded, continuing her all out assault on my cock.
"Your...technique...fuck...is amaz...ohgod...amazing," I shivered from the overload of pleasure.
"Mmm hmm," Melanie nodded again with a confidence that said she knew how good she was. Just then Melanie went into overdrive, bobbing her head as fast as she could and fluttering her tongue against the head of my cock.
"AHHHH!" I yelled in an agony of pleasure. I tried to hold on but Melanie's relentless torture was too much for me to take, "OH FUCK MEL! I'M GOING TO COME!"
"Um umm," Melanie shook her head no and then immediately pulled her mouth off my cock before I could climax, leaving me shaking and convulsing up against the wall.
"Ohgod..." I begged, "ohgod please Mel...please don't stop."
Melanie stood up, flashing the naughtiest look I've ever seen at me.
"Hang in there sweetheart," she lightly tapped my cock with her hand, "we're not finished yet."
As I tried to recover from being edged to the brink of insanity, Melanie stepped back and pulled up her wedding dress enough to reach underneath the skirt with both hands. She smiled at me as she wiggled her hips and slid her panties down, stepping out of them one gorgeous leg at a time. Holding up the tiny, TINY, white lace panties with one hand, Melanie rested her other hand on her hip and gave me a coy look.
"So, it's always been a fantasy of mine to watch myself in a mirror getting fucked wearing my wedding dress. You're going to make my fantasy come true right now, and you'll remember fucking me for the rest of your life."
I swallowed hard, unable to speak as Melanie tossed her panties aside and walked over to the full-length mirror on the wall of the room.
"You need to know that this is a one time offer," she stated, "after today I'll be married and then I'll only let my husband fuck me."
Melanie got down on all fours facing the mirror and began pulling up her dress. My mind was racing as she lifted the bottom of the skirt over her hips, revealing the beautiful curves of her amazing ass.
"Melanie..." I hesitated, "...I can't. You're like a sister to me."
Melanie rolled her eyes.
"Oh good grief! Fine, then come over here, get down on your knees, and fuck your sister!"
I stood there, unable to make myself move. Making eye contact with Melanie's reflection in the mirror caused my heart to skip a beat. One of my closest friends was on all fours in her wedding dress telling me to fuck her. Mygod she looked so hot.
Melanie glanced back over her shoulder at me with the most gorgeous eyes.
