THE HONEYMOON by Andrew1968
Please be aware that this is a cuckolding/hot-wife story. This story features:
Christine: a beautiful and promiscuous bride
Jason: a best man, who really is the best man
David: a weak-willed husband, who wants to be cuckolded.
As always I will delete the stupid and rude comments on a regular basis. I won't even respond to them. All spam email is routinely discarded. I delete useless emails instantly. Also, I have no interest in what score I get.
I hope the people, who this story is intended for, enjoy this story.
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Christine felt horny. Christine felt hot. She was all set. She was ready to make all of her man's fantasies come true. She was ready to be married. She would give her husband everything he really wanted.
Christine stood at the back of the church in her sexy wedding dress; her arm linked with her father's arm. She slowly surveyed her domain. She ran her eyes over the assembled guests on her left and then on her right. The rows on both sides of the church were filled with her family and friends. Hundreds of faces were turned in her direction as she and her father stepped forward and began their walk down the aisle towards the wedding party and the minister at the altar.
The bride could feel the eyes of the men on her as she slowly strolled past them. A faint smile of pleasure curled at the edges of her lips, behind her filmy veil, as the males caressed her beautiful body with their hungry gaze. Christine noticed the shocked expressions and the disapproving looks from some of the women in the aisles, but she put her nose in the air and sniffed with disdain.
Christine wasn't wearing any underwear. Her beautiful body had been perfumed and her nails had been painted. Her fine blonde hair had been well tended and her make-up had been applied. She had then pulled the tight translucent dress on, over her gorgeous golden curves. She had stepped into a pair of white high heels, covered her facial features with the shadowy veil and then walked forth to be married.
The hungry men, who stared at the bride, as she strolled by with her father could see the outline of her body as the light from the stain glassed windows streamed into the church and caught her form in its exquisite somber light.
"How indecent," an elderly matron softly hissed as she watched Christine's breasts and then focused her watery eyes on the vague damp shadow of pubic hair, which appeared from beneath Christine's tight fitting translucent dress.
"You're causing quite a stir, my darling," the bride's father whispered in his daughter's ear. "Some of the old men may have a heart attack before the ceremony concludes."
Christine laughed softly.
"And some of the old spinsters as well," the bride added.
"I hope your man knows how much of a troublemaker you are."
Christine burst into laughter. Her face grew lively. She turned her head and looked at her father.
"Oh yeah, he knows dad."
"I'm sure he does."
At the altar, the wedding party waited as the bride made her way towards them. David, the meek and mild mannered groom stood there with his best man Jason, his groomsmen and the bridesmaids. He watched Christine as she grew larger. He watched as his soon to be father -- in -- law released Christine's arm and stood back. David's cock was rock hard and his hands were trembling.
"Are you okay," Jason whispered in David's ear, while his eyes were glued to the shape of the moving bride.
"Yes, just a bit anxious Jason," David replied and then took a few deep breaths.
"You're doing well buddy," Jason said, gently slapping the groom on the back and grinning. "Keep it up."
David abruptly nodded without looking at his best man. Jason watched David for a moment. Jason assessed the groom. Jason grinned again. He then turned away from the groom and smiled at Christine and she smiled back at him as she arrived. The best man and the bride stared at each other while the minister and the remainder of the wedding party silently waited and watched.
A moment of intense recognition struck David. The moment had finally arrived. Then the minister cleared his throat and regarded Christine and Jason with a suspicious look.
"Looking good Chris," Jason said, "looking really good."
"Thanks Jason, honey," the bride said.
The wedding party softly laughed. David went bright red. Christine took a place by David's side. The group grew quiet. The ceremony began.
The minister said:
"Dearly beloved, we have come together in the presence of God to witness and bless the joining together of this man and this woman in holy matrimony."
David listened to the words as they came, but he was so aware of the beautiful woman who stood next to him, so close to him. He lost track of the meaning of the minister's script for a while. The murmuring and meandering noise from the minister continued:
"Into this union Christine and David now come to be joined. If any of you can show just cause why they may not be lawfully wed, speak now, or else forever hold your peace."
A soft ripple of laughter broke from the wedding party. David regained consciousness and then went bright red in the face. Christine turned to David. She laughed at her groom. She then looked at Jason and grinned at the best man. The two of them stared at each other for another moment.
"Does someone have something to say," the minister asked.
"It's all good," Jason said to the minister with a grin.
The minister paused for a moment in confusion. He then continued. He turned back to the bride and groom:
"I charge you both, here in the presence of God and the witness of this company, that if either of you know any reason why you may not be married lawfully and in accordance with God's Word, do now confess it."
There was a long silent pause. The wedding party was all smiles. David blushed even more and Christine grinned at her groom again.
"I think we're all good again here, reverend," Jason said.
The ceremony continued.