The Night of the Wedding

I have never seen a more drunken group of people in my fucking life as I did that night. I had gone down the hall to the bathroom and noticed one of the other groomsmen passed completely the fuck out in a fake plant. Anyone that was sober had left by this point, including the bride and groom, leaving us degenerates to continue the cause in their absence.

I'm headed to the bar to get another drink when Rebecca steps in front of me and rubs my cock through my pants. By this point, I had discovered that she was the mother of the bride and allegedly happily married to her husband, but that sure as shit didn't stop her from being full of my come from earlier than morning. She whispers in my ear to follow her and so I do.

We go through several hallways and doors, this church is like a maze of some sorts, I assume to trap the non believers until they repent, but I digress. She finally stops in this atrium area and sits down on a bench. She thanks me for this morning as I take a seat beside her, unable to see anything in the room outside of a faint streetlight peering through a window on the other side of the room. She tells me this whole backstory about how she's been having issues with her husband and she doesn't feel attractive and all this other shit that I'm barely paying attention to until she starts crying. I wrap my arms around her and half ass attempt to console her, while wondering if her soon to be stuffy nose is going to impede the progress of my cock going into her throat.

The alcohol induced tears finally stop flowing, as I place my hand on her leg right above her knee. She opens her legs and I slide my hand underneath her dress, teasing her warmth with my fingertips. Without saying a word, I kneel down and push her dress up while placing small kisses along the inside of her thighs. I can smell her treasure as my lips reach her warmth, and I lightly kiss along the length of her lips. She grabs my head, as I extend my tongue and trace it up and down her folds, slightly pushing them open with my tongue. She adjusts her hips as my tongue dives into her tight hole. I can still smell my come on her skin, as I start to lap up her sweet juices.

She leans back and puts her arms across the top of the bench, my warm tongue flicking back and forth across her clit. I pull my tongue back and shove three of my fingers into her pussy and spread them, feeling her juices coating my fingers. After getting them sloppy wet, I use that hand to stroke my cock, as I continue placing short quick strokes of my tongue against her clit. Her breathing intensifies as she starts to come, and she grabs my head and pulls it in between her legs as hard as she can. She lays sprawled across the bench for a couple of minutes, then stands up and bends over the bench.

She pulls her dress up to her hips and I ease behind her, slowly rubbing the head of my cock against her soaking wet snatch. I slightly spread her lips open, and press the tip of my cock against her aching opening. As I ease my shaft inside her, I place my foot on top of the bench seat to give me a better angle. I slide myself inside slowly at first, making sure she feels every inch of me. She feels amazing as I start picking up the pace and pounding my cock into her.

You can hear the rhythmic slapping of my hips into her ass echo throughout the room along with her moans, but we are far enough away from everyone else that I have no concerns of someone hearing us. My curved cock keeps dragging over all the right places, as my balls keep slapping against her bare skin. She tells me not to come inside her, as I force every inch of me harder and harder inside her. She grunts and groans as her body is slammed against the wooden bench. I slap her ass hard, as I shove my full cock inside her all the way to my balls and hold it there. She moans loudly as she is coming all over me. A couple of more pumps and I pull my cock from her swollen mound and place my finger over the tip.

Before I can ask her where she wants it, she spins around, drops to her knees, and takes my cock and shoves it into her mouth. She's looking up at me, as I can feel my cock twitch in between her lips. Once she is finished swallowing my seed, she licks her lips to catch the little bit dribbling down her chin. She stands up, adjusts her dress, and walks back into the party. About five minutes later, I make a reappearance and start saying my goodbyes. As I'm walking out the door, I see Rebecca go up to her husband, put her hands on both sides of his face, and shove her tongue down his throat...completely unaware that her tongue was completely covered in my juices. I shook my head and left.