"So we have a well-used pussy there", he commented, with mischief and shamelessness, always with his gaze intently focused on between my legs, which was what most attracted him to me at that moment. "Reginald doesn't mind, he likes me, he met me this way and he's going to give me a wedding ring," I explained.
"So why don't we take the opportunity to use that orifice of yours a little now? He won't mind, will he?" Roger said quite explicitly.
"Are you proposing to me to have sex? Now?" I asked, perplexed by the strange invitation.
"Why not? Look how hard I am looking at your nakedness. We can consummate everything in a few minutes and you'll still have time to get ready for the ceremony," he said in a mocking and cynical tone.
The proposal attracted me. And excited me. The possibility of come for the last time before getting married; of having sex with another partner other than my fiancé, which hadn't happened since I met Reginald and, mainly, the idea of going to the altar dressed as a bride, with my pussy well fucked and my panties soaked in sperm; me having had a sexual adventure with my fiancé's best man without anyone knowing, seemed interesting to me. "You convinced me, I'm available," I said, smiling. Roger came closer, hugged me, kissed me on the mouth, put his hand between my legs and felt my pussy, hot, fleshy, already wet. He caressed the golden hair between my thighs and ran his fingers along the inside of my slit. In a few moments and with skill, he unzipped his pants and took out a long, hard cock that, unlike my fiancé's sexual organ, was circumcised. He put the bare head of his cock between my thighs and without delay, in a hurry to consummate the act, he buried it all in my delicate orifice. With his big cock inside my pussy, I began to moan and writhe. He pounded, pounded, pounded. With more force and intensity every moment. Fucking my blonde pussy vigorously and with lust.
It didn't take long. Roger was really excited and in a few minutes he come too.
His cock got even bigger, harder, and he shot a thick, voluminous load of semen that filled my pussy and leaked out through the narrow tube of my vagina. I had an orgasm. The last one as a single woman. When he pulled out his cock, my pussy was open, stretched, and full of cum. Roger kissed me and left, but not before warning me: "Don't think it's over, we have more things to do, I still want to have fun with that beautiful, exciting ass of yours. We'll do that when you get back from your honeymoon."
I finished getting dressed, quite excited, and at the right time I was at the temple, ready for the ceremony. I married Reginald, under the eyes of our family, Roger, and other friends, with my hot, stretched pussy and my white panties full of cum. That's how the small celebration went, and a short time later, we were at the hotel, for our first night as a married couple. Me in bed with my husband. I carefully took off my panties, hiding them so he wouldn't see all the dirt that was on them. I spread my legs, Reginald mounted me, stuck his hard cock in my lubricated hole and started the fucking that would last all night. I came, he came too, mixing his sperm with Roger's in a way that it was no longer possible to distinguish the cum that was inside me.
It was just one thing now, a lot of cum, from two men. A delicious wedding night. And day too, because the sex started before the wedding. I was already cuckolding my husband. And Roger warned that after the honeymoon, there would be more. He wanted my ass. And he would certainly get it. As, in fact, he did. He repeated the sexual act on my pussy and enjoyed the pleasure of fucking my ass. I will come back to tell how it happened.
