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.
A soft mottled light streamed in through the stain glassed windows. The gentle glow caressed Christine's white wedding dress and played on her beautiful facial features beneath her filmy veil. The light cast the whole wedding party in a rose and gold colored radiance; the congregation of guests was sunken in tender shadow.
David, the anxious groom, stood opposite his stunning bride Christine. He was facing her. His best man Jason and his other groomsmen stood by his side. The bridesmaids stood by Christine's side. The wedding party occupied the space before the church altar, where the officiating minister uttered his solemn words. It was a beautiful ceremony.
The soft restless scraping of children's feet on the church floor and the occasional echo of a discrete cough punctuated the minister's spoken words. David turned back to the minister occasionally. Christine's eyes flicked back and forth, considering her groom David for a moment and then lingering on the best man Jason for even longer. The best man's eyes were fixed on the bride. Christine was all smiles as she felt Jason's gaze ravish her.
The minister spoke on and on. David turned his head and watched him:
"As we wound our partners, forgive us. As we are wounded by our partners, may we graciously forgive, as we become complacent; show us ways to win one another."
David turned back to look at his bride. Christine's beautiful light blue eyes were locked on Jason's. A soft seductive smile curled at the edges of her lips as she and the best man shared their hot silent moment together.
The minister continuing intoning:
"As we fall into unhealthy patterns of communication, give us strength to change. As we get stuck in anger, fear, or pain; may we be moved again by love. As we are discouraged by life circumstances - illness, finances, family conflict - fight for us, Lord, and give us peace."
David's heart thumped in his chest. He perspired in his good suit. His cock felt hard in his pants. He stared at the face of the woman he was marrying. Christine soft light blonde hair looked creamy behind her translucent veil. Her tanned skin looked golden. Her lips looked so soft and red. The light from the stained glass windows caressed her neckline and her cleavage.
For a second the groom thought he was going to cum as he slowly ran his eyes over the tops of his bride's breasts. David had nearly lost his load earlier when Christine had calmly whispered in his ear at the start of the ceremony that she wasn't wearing any underwear beneath her tight fitting white wedding dress.
Christine finally looked back at her groom. David broke into an excited grin and his face grew red. He felt like a giddy little boy. She made him feel like a silly kid. Christine smiled softly at him and her eyes sparkled mischievously beneath the veil.
"You're such an adorable idiot David," Christine whispered.
"He sure is," Jason added softly with a smile.
Christine and Jason gazed at each other for a moment. David again thought he was going to cum in his pants as he watched his beautiful bride give the best man her best "come fuck me" look.
David grin grew even wider. There was a soft ripple of laughter that started with the best man and ran through the wedding party. David felt his face burn even brighter. The tone of the laughter was affectionate and patronizing.
The minister continued intoning, but David had lost the plot:
"We understand that marriage is a reflection of the Trinity: two in partnership, with God as leader.
We understand that conflict is inevitable, and ease is never guaranteed. We understand that every relationship is an opportunity to have our eyes opened, our hearts expanded."
David looked at Jason out of the corner of his eye, while he continued grinning foolishly. The best man stood at David's right. Jason loomed over David. Jason seemed to be bigger, smarter, and better looking than David was.
For a second David turned and looked at Jason. The best man was such an overwhelming figure and he was the centre of attention among the males in the wedding party. The bride and all of her bridesmaids were acutely aware of Jason's presence. Jason turned his head and dragged his eyes off Christine for a moment. He looked at the groom.
David's heart thumped. He turned back to Christine. He felt so overwhelmed. Jason was just so overbearing and so domineering. Jason was standing so close. The smile on Christine's face grew wider. Her beautiful eyes shone.
"Do you like what you see David," Christine whispered.
