I was brushing my hair in the small dressing room of a unisex bathroom when my new father-in-law's brother walked in and strode up to the facilities behind me. A commode and a bit further away a urinal were attached to the wall. He stood in front of the commode.
An impossibly loud ...Z-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-P... echoed in my ears as he opened his fly. This couldn't be happening. He hadn't noticed me standing in front of the mirror in the small room to his immediate left and he casually begin to urinate heavily. I instantly froze and blushed, but I just couldn't resist glancing down in the mirror I faced.
Even flaccid he was amazingly large -- long AND thick - and very wrinkled; I was a bit mesmerized by his size and beauty as well as the powerful stream that gushed forth from the equally large glans. He continued to loudly expel his thick stream as he gently hefted his sizable scrotum through the opening in the front of his slacks and peeled his ample foreskin further back exposing even more of the huge head. His testicles were huge and surprisingly smooth and devoid of hair. My face flushed hotly and I forced my eyes back to my face in the mirror only to begin blushing even more intensely as my gazed locked with the bright blue eyes of my new father-in-law's brother. My new husband's Uncle.
"You should see it when the wrinkles are completely smoothed out." He commented with a somewhat shy grin on his face. He was still a handsome man at 55 and I found myself quickly glancing down at his great genitals hanging through the front of his tuxedo.
Quickly checking for sounds on the other side of the bathroom door he turned slightly in my direction and gently cradled and stroked his big log. He took a step sideways through the doorway of the anteroom and stood directly in front of me now. He dropped his hand giving me a better look at his large slab of meat hanging between us. It swung slightly and it began to swell menacingly.
"Do you want to see it without any wrinkles?" He asked easing forward a bit.
I could feel the excitement rising in pelvis and my large nipples jolting to erection. My new husband and I had been celibate for the last month prior to out wedding and this encounter was affecting me far more than I ever imagined possible. I involuntarily licked my lips as I nervously glanced up into his eyes. I couldn't refrain from slightly, slowly, shyly nodding my head.
"Touch it then." He ordered and stepped closer as his long, thick meat swung slowly and came to a stop hanging heavily within easy reach.
"Touch it!!" he said again more firmly.
I complied.
From the corner of my eye I glimpsed my right arm swing forward in the mirror. It seemed as though I was watching someone in a movie as I grasped his warm, thick shaft in an underhand grip. His throbbing meat lay in my petite palm and I could not wrap my fingers even halfway round his massive girth. It was soft and smooth to the touch and grew and hardened against my hand. I could feel the hot blood filing the tremendous tube as it pulsed against my flesh.
"Uunngghh!" he grunted through clenched teeth as I gently pulled the loose, thick flesh on his shaft an inch or so toward me. I pushed his full, heavy foreskin back up his meat as the big slab continued to jolt toward full erection. A huge, milky drop of pre-cum formed at the large orifice in his gorgeous, huge glans in response to my manipulations. I'd never experienced anything like these sensations as I stroked his hardening cock. My labia flushed wetly and I nearly came as I stroked him up and back...again and again ...up and back...again and again...
.....bump...click... The quiet closing and locking of the anteroom seemed deafening! I tore my gaze away from the thick, throbbing organ in my hand and looked up into his face.
"Kneel." He said.
I quivered and trembled as the meat in my hand throbbed.
"Kneel!" He repeated with more authority.
I couldn't restrain myself. I complied.
Reluctantly releasing his powerful meat I pulled the long, lacy skirt of my white wedding dress safely out of the way and bent at the knees. As my knees settled into the deep pile carpet, I assumed a comfortable position setting on my calves. As I fully establish a correct posture and straightened my back my head raised and my face turned slightly upward. His magnificent meat nearly filled my vision and a jelly-bean sized balloon of pre-cum hung in the opening of his glans just above the frenulum. I glanced into the mirror and saw that his cock had continued to grow and was now fully erect. He was easily a very thick 9 inches or more long and the wrinkles had been completely smoothed from every inch of his flesh. His thick foreskin rested loosely where the glans topped his shaft.
I reflexively licked my lips and looked up into his face. He stepped closer and the aroma of his excitement reached me. Involuntarily...almost spasmodically my tongue flicked out and lathed his huge head from frenulum to orifice. The intoxicating taste and texture of his pre-cum coating my taste buds sent a shiver through my entire body.
"... Aaahhhh..." He expelled a long low guttural breath as his body shivered.
"Good Girl." He almost whispered as he looked down into my face. "Now the testicles," He instructed.
His orbs were huge and smooth, hanging down noticeably. I leaned forward and gently held his left testicle on my tongue before softly sucking it between my lips. It filled my mouth. I'd never experienced any thing like this; I was truly intoxicated. I began to lick and nurse his beautiful sack as his long, thick log rested on my left shoulder. I could feel his hot meat throbbing.
A firm, gentle hand grasped each side of my face and his log slid along my shoulder. He guided me slightly backward into a more upright kneeling position as his beautiful cock trailed a thick stream of pre-cum across the ample flesh exposed above the low cut neck line of my wedding dress. He allowed his turgid glistening glans to rest momentarily in my deep cleavage before he rocked forward and ran the huge head of his cock to the notch in my throat. His heavy shaft nestled warmly and deeply in my cleavage. I involuntarily raised both hands and palmed his huge orbs resting on my large bosom. Gently massaging his sack a soft reflexive moan escaped my lips as voices suddenly came from the other side of the door.
