((Please pardon the present tense instead of past.. my writing sucked back then))
Darkness
This is all he can see at this moment. Darkness. The lights aren't off. His eyes are covered. They're covered in a fine tight material, smooth and silky. He reaches to touch it and finds his hands are bound together, but still free to move in front of him.
He can hear sounds about him. A faint breathing comes from nearby followed by a small giggle, a smaller moan. He tries to follow the sound. He moves his body forward and presses his hands down on the floor. He moves forward and comes to the bed, where he can feel small movements. The moans grow louder. He can hear the creaking of moving leather against leather, a sound he has come to be fond of.
He moves onto the bed and finds his face in the ass of one of the lovers on the bed. "Ohh, yeah. Lick it." He slides his tongue out and licks this woman's ass, sliding his tongue in towards her asshole, where his tongue flicks the tight hole. A small gasp escapes her lips and her body shudders. His hands slide up over her ass and encounter a leather skirt, slipped up over the waist of this woman.
She moves to a kneeling position, her back upright, and turns.
Something hits him in his face, and she grabs the back of his hair. "Taste her pussy, slut." He thinks he's getting to move in and lick his lovers' pussy, but something is slid into his mouth and he gags. She pumps his mouth a few times until he accepts that his mouth is being fucked by a strap on that was just in his lover. She glides it in and out of his mouth a few more times and then pulls it out. She looks down on her lover and smiles. "He's a little slut."
The other woman on the bed reaches down and grabs his hair and pulls him mouth down to her pussy. His lips touch her nether lips and he slides his tongue forward, lapping gently at her freshly fucked pussy. He licks over her clit sending waves of pleasure through her. She grabs his hair tight and pulls his mouth into her pussy. "Lick me baby... c'mon. Lick me!" His tongue inserts into her pussy and she begins cumming hard.
His body is rocking as he licks her deep and longingly, drinking in her juices, and sucking on her clit. As he rocks back once, he feels it happen. His ass is penetrated. His mouth comes from her pussy and he gasps loudly, his moans echoing off the walls. Her hands grab his hips and he notices now, for the first time, she's in leather gloves. They both are. The one whose pussy he was licking now reaches up and strokes his face and removes the blindfold. He looks down, his eyes focusing on the dim light, and sees the beauty that is his new bride. Her outfit is no longer that of a blushing bride in white, but a bitchy bride in black leather. She strokes his face and smiles at him. He feels the rubber cock in his ass moving back and forth. He moans again and looks back to see his wife's Matron of Honor looking at him wickedly as she slides it deep into him again.
He drives his mouth back into his bride's pussy and licks her until she cannot cum any longer and begs him to stop, but Donna, behind him, drives hard into him telling him not to stop yet. He does not. When Beth, his bride begins to scream for him to stop Donna grabs him by the hair and brings him back away. He is now kneeling upright, this strap on still with him, but much more uncomfortably now. She guides it in and out slowly. "I could take you here and now slave." He nods. Donna pulls the rubber cock from his ass and giggles. "But I'll save that for next time."