One year later....
A year had past since the wonderful weekend Jen and I spent with Brad, which had changed our lives forever.
Not long after that weekend I had asked Jen to marry me.. Much to my delight she made me the happiest cuck in the world and said yes. Soon after, the wedding plans began.
I won't bore you with too many details of our lives prior to our wedding day, but sexually things were amazing.
Like I said our weekend with Brad changed a lot, but we hadn't seen him since. Jen and I often talked about him and I knew for a fact she still messaged him from time to time.
She told me he had gone back to Australia a little while after our weekend together, but the last she heard from him he had come back to Europe and was in Portugal staying with some friends.
Jen was clearly disappointed at the thought of not seeing Brad again, but the wedding plans and everyday life took up enough of her time for her not to get too hung up on it.
In the bedroom Jen and I talked about the crazy things we did that weekend and it had become a constant source of foreplay material for us to relive.
Back in our every day lives we hadn't really explored such sexual avenues again, which was a little disappointing, but also great in that we didn't need it to happen again, we loves each other and anything else was just a bonus.
In fantasy world, the whole cuckold thing was still big for us, we still played out fantasies as well as reliving moments from our weekend with Brad.
We both got off on the whole humiliation thing and she would go to great lengths to see that I was degraded thoroughly when we played.
I had come to love this, often I would totally submit to her and she'd dress me in her underwear, sometimes even full outfits with makeup and everything.
We experimented more with golden showers, her on me mostly, although she wasn't totally against it happening the other way round from time to time, which is always fun.
Jen had confessed to me that she loved the idea of taking more than one guy at a time. I told her that she kind of had before, to which she instantly shot me down. "I'm talking about two real men, not one real man and a pencil dicked cleaner." She chuckled.
We watched lots of porn together, usually cuckold, bukkake or gangbang videos. Jen particularly liked watching gangbangs.
I became obsessed with the thought of watching her get fucked by two or three guys and them cumming over her face. Jen seemed to love the idea too and we'd often play out the fantasy with vibrators and such.
On the lead up to the wedding I started to fantasise about our wedding night and the thought of having her cuckold me in her wedding dress.
I decided to take matters into my own hands. I hadn't told Jen of my fantasy and I really didn't want a vanilla wedding night. I was going to spend the rest of my life with this girl and I wanted to give her a night she'd never forget, to go with a day she'd never forget of course.
I decided to contact Brad. He and I hadn't exchanged numbers so I had to get details from Jen's phone when she wasn't looking.
I told him I would love to surprise Jen and have him attend our evening do, then perhaps he could join us for a drink in our hotel later.
He congratulated me and said he'd be delighted to attend. He said he bet Jen would look amazing in her wedding dress.
I told him that I'd like to see him fuck her in her wedding dress and that he would be the best wedding present she'd get.
We talked back and forth for a while leading up to the wedding, he agreed to keep it a surprise from Jen of course.
Brad and I spoke about sex a lot in the weeks leading up to the wedding. I told him that Jen and I used our memories of him when we were in bed together
He said he also thought about her many times when he'd masturbated, that he'd look at photos and videos of that weekend, or ones that shed sent him.
He said he'd shown his friends some of the photos and videos and that they were really jealous of how attractive she was and what a slut she'd been for him.
"The three of us are coming to England in July anyway. I was going to message Jen and see if she wanted to hook up." Brad wrote.
We arranged that Brad would be her surprise guest at our evening do. He was to rock up around 9:30 after the first dance and all the other evening guests. This way all of Jen's attention would be on him.
The day of the wedding came, I was a bag of nerves in the morning for obvious reasons.It all went smoothly though and turned out to be an truly wonderful day.
The whole wedding took place at a rather swanky hotel just outside London, in the countryside, close to the town where we lived. Jen had stayed over the night before with her bridesmaids and I had stayed at home.
When I first saw Jen walking down the aisle, I was a wreck. She looked absolutely amazing. The most beautiful sight I'd ever seen in my life.
Her long white dress was an absolute picture and she looked classy, sexy and drop dead gorgeous. She wore her hair up to show off her beautiful face and her makeup was perfect.
The meal was fantastic, lots of laughs at the speeches and my best man Johnny stole the show by taking the piss out of me for a good ten minutes.
Most of the day was spent drinking and chatting to people. Jen and I hadn't managed moment alone. At one point in the early evening I ran into Jen heading up to our hotel room to change her shoes. I walked with her and we finally got a moment to ourselves.
We kissed passionately as we stepped in the door to our honeymoon suite. I threw her on the four poster bed and told her I wanted a quickie. She told me I'd get plenty later and that we needed to be downstairs with the guests.
"No i need your pussy now." I said. Our relationship switched between who was sub and who was dom. Jen loved it when I occasionally took over the dominant role.
I wanted to be the first person to fuck my wife after we were married and with Brad arriving later I knew now was my only chance.
She smiled and parted her legs. "Go on then, but make it quick." She said. I stuck my head up her skirt and pulled her sexy panties to one side.
She was wearing some amazingly sexy bridal underwear, stockings with suspenders. 'Oh my god, Brad is going to love this.' I thought to myself.
Jen moaned as I flicked my tongue over her clit. I had her cumming in just a few short minutes, before I dove on top of her and fucked her.
It was quick and rampant. I was careful not to mess her makeup or hair up. I just pumped away at her delightful gash until I was ready to empty my seed inside her.
It felt sexy calling her my wife for the first time as I smashed her. Jen naturally talked dirty to me and told me she was my naughty wife. I told her that later she really would be my naughty wife.
She seemed to like that, even though she had no idea what I had in store for her. I soon shot my load inside her cunt to the wonderful thought of what was about to happen later on that evening.
I told her to clean her pussy up well after we fucked. That she needed to be very clean for our wedding night. "But you like it dirty and full of cum." She laughed. "You can clean it up later."
"Not tonight." I said smiling at her. "Tonight I have a surprise for you." I fastened my belt, straightened myself out
and walked out of the hotel room door, looking back at Jen as I did so.