Where it happened: The Bride's Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Jeanette and I had dated a lot in junior college. I thought one day I’d marry her. We kissed a lot and made out in my car and in a lot of other places. She’d let me feel her up,and massage her tits,and do a lot of other intimate things during our make-ot sessions, but she’d never let me fuck her,badly as we both wanted to, although a couple of times we came pretty close. But, then we both went off to different senior colleges, and although we kept in touch by letters, we saw less and less of each other.
In my Senior year at the University of Michigan, I was shocked to get a wedding invitation in the mail. I hadn’t heard from Jeanette in some months, and I was busy at school, and now I was shocked to hear that she was getting married to some other guy, named Ray. And why were they inviting me to their wedding?
Well, I decided I’d send a nice wedding gift and skip the ceremony and reception, but at the last minute, about a week before, I sent in my belated card saying I would attend. What the hell, I thought. I’d like to see the guy she’s marrying and let her get one last look at me. After all we had been pretty close and intimate for a long time.
I wondered to myself if he’d seen as much of her as I had over the years.
It was a nice church wedding. In the reception line, I gave her a kiss on the cheek, and whispered in her ear, “How come you didn’t wait for me?” She just kind of looked at me and said nothing. Then I shook her husband’s hand and congratulated him and went on down the line.
The reception was held at her parents’ home. They had a big house and huge yard, and everything was decorated up with tents for the meal, and a big outdoor dance floor, covered by a big tent. They had a very nice band for the dancing.There were toasts to the bride and groom, and then the dancing began. I debated whether I should dance with the bride, but after two or three glasses of champagne and watching her twirl around on the dance floor with her new husband and her Dad and others, I thought I’d have one last dance with her too. She was dancing with a cousin of hers, when I tapped him on the shoulder and cut in. No sooner did I have her in my arms than I began to get a big boner on, and since it was a nice slow number, I held her close and made her feel it — all the way through that pretty wedding dress of hers. Holding her there in my arms, I couldn’t help but envy Ray and what he was going to be experiencing later that night. We talked a little — about “the old days.” She told me that she knew she should have written and “explained” and apologized. I could even see a hint of a couple of tears in her eyes. Feeling my erect penis against her pelvis, even through all those ruffles, she said, “Boy, I still do that to you don’t I.”You sure do,” I replied, “we did a lot of wonderful things together, Jeanette, but you never let me fuck you.”
Around 10:00 P.M., the wedding party was sort of beginning to break up. There were still a lot of people around, drinking and visiting at tables and beneath the tents. Jeanette had apparently decided to get out of her wedding dress, and get into something more comfortable so that she and Ray could leave on their honeymoon. I saw her talking to her Mother and then I saw her go in the house. Since I had no date, I decided to discreetly floow her inside the house, and managed to do so without anyone noticing. I figured she probably was up in her old room, changing. I had been there several times before and knew where it was. So, I quietly climbed the stairs, noticed the door to her room, slightlty ajar, and walked in unannounced. There she was standing there with only her bra and underpants on, hanging up her wedding gown in the closet. At first she didn’t notice me,but when she turned around, she was a bit startled, and asked me what in the world I was doing there.
I told her that while I had already sent a wedding gift, I wanted to give her one last farewell gift, since I’d probably never see her again. With that, I walked over to her, put my arms firmly around her, and kissed her passionately on the lips. I thought she would probably slap my face, but to my surprise she didn’t, and returned my kiss with one of her own, while pressing her abdomen firmly against mine.
Well, you can probably guess the rest. Within a minute I had her bra and panties off, and she was helping me out of my coat, shirt and pants and finally my jocky shorts. We pressed our bodies together like a couple of teenagers, just dry humping each other.She had her hands around my ass, and was pulling me hard against her vagina. And then I placed her gently on the bed, and fucked her as hard as I could — something she’d never let me do before. She met my every thrust with one of her own, and soon my warm love cream was entering her eager body burst after burst. We weren’t there long because we both knew people would be expecting her to come down soon and leave with her husband. So we satisfied ouselves there for about 15 or 20 minutes,and then I got dressed, and with one last long kiss, left and went away.
I have heard that Jeanette had her first baby just nine months after her marriage. I don’t know if it is Ray’s or mine, but I hope that my first and only fuck with Jeanette did the job. I can still feel that glorious body of hers against mine!
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