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.
"Ssshhh." He breathed looking down into my face as he took my head in his hand and interlaced his fingers behind my head. He then straightened slightly, lifting the mass from my cleavage and the monstrous meat again filled my vision bobbing and swaying a scant inch away from my face. We were frozen!
"She's gorgeous, busty and sexy, but she won't take it in her mouth. I know she never has!" I heard my new husband sigh as the sound of two zippers going down filled my hears from the room next door.
"Too bad," my new brother-in-law laughed "I've always wanted my women on their knees!"
"Yeah, me too, Bro" my new husband replied, "but gorgeous, F-Cupped gals like her just don't suck!"
My stomach churned with anxiety as I realized my new husband and his younger brother were just a foot away on the other side of the thin door.
I was still glancing wide-eyed at the door to my right when the hot, slimy flesh of a huge glans began to slowly spread my lips apart as my new husband's uncle pulled my face gently but firmly onto his meat. My jaw was being gradually, almost grotesquely, splayed widely by the thick, hot, fleshy tube. The throbbing, pulsing glans rested on my tongue leaking and oozing copious amounts of warm, slippery liquid. My throat bulged and my larynx bobbed as I reflexively swallowed his pre-cum. He eased forward just a bit and smiled broadly down at me kneeling before him as my whole body trembled.
My new husband and brother-in-law could be heard talking and laughing about the women they'd been with and the kind of sex they'd always wanted. I could hear their streams of piss splashing loudly against the porcelain only inches from my head. My body shivered and my tight vaginal vault began to ooze and heat. The cock seemed to fill my entire being.
My head was then pulled gingerly forward as my new father-in-law's brother gradually levered his hips towards me and pushed more of his thick cock into my mouth. He slowly and gently, but firmly, guided my face up and down 4 or 5 inches of his shaft...up...down...in and out...then more of the flash impaled my head and the mass came on and on deeply spreading my face ...further into the back of my oral cavity it came, and then, finally, just when I thought my jaw would be dislocated he ever so slowly began to pull back giving me a brief respite...but the hot flesh never left my mouth. My new husband's uncle stood over me pumping his hips just slightly and rocking the huge, turgid head back and forth on my flattened tongue. I knelt before him breathing heavily through my nostrils with his monstrous glans wedged and pulsing against the roof of my mouth.
As my husband and new brother-in-law zipped up and stepped to the door my new uncle-in-law began to gradually pump his hips forward and backward in time with the movement of my face. I was now taking 6 or 7 inches of his monster at a moderate pace. My big breast began to sway and bob in rhythm with his movements. My jaw ached, my head swam, and my body tingled and trembled. The pace quickened as I heard my new husband close the door behind him. The huge, hot slab sawed faster, further and deeper into my skull. The power of his pumping increased as the wood hard crown of his cock pummeled the back of my throat.
I tried to accommodate to the girth and depth that repeatedly invaded my head again and again...harder and harder...deeper and deeper...faster and faster. The pounding continued. After what seemed an eternity his stroking into my head slowly became imperceptible slower and shallower...then a littler slower and even shallower still, and he gradually slowed his pace...then slower still as the massive log came to a stop. He pulled his hips slowly rearward dragging his meat along my tongue. Just when I thought relief was there he stopped and I could feel his bloated cock head again flattening my tongue as my lips stretched tightly around the shaft at the base of the head. The blood coursed heavily through the veins of his cock and my lips tingled as the blood heated them. I could now readily feel...and taste...the river of pre-cum that flowed into my face and down my throat.
He stood over me with his chest slightly heaving and his cock buried in my mouth. He looked down into my face impaled on his grossly throbbing meat that oozed and oozed and ooze... He breathed deeply as I looked up into his. I swallowed again. He smiled down at me. I swallowed again.
"You're a natural, Baby," he whispered as he released his grip on the back of my head.
