A bride’s tale
I woke up to the sound of our neighbors pulling up into their driveway.
The car’s headlights briefly penetrated the roman shades, casting shadows on the
dark bedroom ceiling. I turned on my side, one hand tucked under my pillow and
the other, fondling Ryan’s bare chest. I watched it rise and fall in sync with
his deep breathing. His handsome face was calm and relaxed. I moved my hand
lower to his muscular midsection, tracing the outlines of his athletic abs with
my fingers. Ryan is a wonderful lover and my face still had a post orgasm glow
to it.
I looked at my hand and saw the sparkle that was emitting from my engagement
ring. It’s been 3 months since he had proposed to me on a lovely spring evening
at Napa Valley. We were dining outside at an elegant restaurant, when suddenly
in front of everyone, he got down on one knee, looked at me with his piercing
gray eyes and said
“I love you Emma, will you be my wife?
I can still hear the applause from the other patrons after I tearfully said
yes.
Ryan is 25 and I’m 23. He works as an analyst for a bank and I’m a high
school history teacher. We met in college and been dating for 3 years now. He
saw me at a party and asked a friend of mine for my phone number. Luckily she
had too much to drink and didn’t think there was anything wrong with giving my
phone number to a stranger. He called the next day and we instantly clicked.
I wasn’t looking for a serious relationship, a couple of moths earlier, I
broke up with my boyfriend because we chose different universities right out of
high school that were too far apart. I had many offers from guys who wanted a
chance to take me out. I’m very good looking, 5’6 tall 120 lbs, blond hair and
hazel nut eyes, big natural breasts on a slim figure and a small yet round butt.
Some of the guys got lucky enough to spend the night if I found them desirable
enough but I didn’t pursue it any further then that.
Our first date was a catastrophe. He picked me up with his car, and five
minutes into our evening, someone rear ended us. I had to spend the next two
weeks in a neck brace. Ryan was sweet and checked up on me every day. Our
attraction for each other grew as time passed. He was funny and charming, not to
mention tall dark and handsome which is exactly my type. A year later we moved
in together.
We are getting married in one week, so we both feel the pressure of last
minute arrangements, making sure we don’t have any surprises, like a runaway
caterer or a sick photographer. Planning the wedding wasn’t easy to say the
least. We had to deal with a lot of different odds and ends, solving problems on
a daily basis. The biggest one was thinning out our guest list from the royal
wedding size his mother wanted to a more modest one we wanted, sorry third
cousin Michael.
Even though Ryan was magnificent in the bedroom, tending to my every need,
all this wedding planning must have triggered an archaic instinct in me, causing
me to be in a constant lascivious state. Yesterday I got so worked up from
watching the guy who bagged my groceries at the supermarket, I had to pull over
on my way home and pleasure myself at the side of the road. Luckily no one saw
me. Thinking about it got me hot again.
I leaned toward him and rested my head on his chest, listening to the beating
of his heart and taking in the scent of his cologne. Responsive to my advance,
while still half asleep, Ryan reached under my shoulders and pulled me closer to
him. Between his strong arms I felt secured and safe.
With my pelvis resting against his warm thigh, I felt the all too familiar
tingling sensation between my legs begin to spread. I moved my hand closer to
his lower abdomen and rubbed slowly in a circular motion, inching my way closer
to the elastic band of his boxers. His heart was beating faster now and his
breathing deeper. I looked up to see he was awake, gazing down into my hazel nut
eyes, smiling.
“I’m sorry honey, did I wake you? I faked a surprised look on my face.
As he stroked my light blond hair he replied a beautiful girl is molesting
me in my sleep, off course I’m awake he greened with excitement.
“Oh you poor thing I pouted playfully and reached up to kiss his lips.
He pressed his lips to mine in a passionate kiss, I felt his hand rubbing my
back and pushing me closer to him. I moved my head to the side and nibbled on
his neck, inhaling his masculine scent. He moaned softly with pleasure and I
could tell he was getting aroused as well.
I reached down his toned body and felt him under his shorts. He was stiff and
eager. I moved to kiss him again, his warm tongue moved faster, swirling against
mine. I began to stroke him, gently moving my palm up and down his shaft,
teasing him with my fingers. He placed his hand lightly on my shoulder and I
knew what he wanted. I planted gentle kisses down his neck and around his
nipples, then slowly and methodically made my way down, pausing around his navel
and above his boxers. I pulled down his shorts and flickered my tongue around
his shaft, taunting him. He moaned with excitement and raised his pelvis,
yearning for my full crimson lips and warm mouth. Not yet I thought to myself.
I hovered on all fours between his legs with my voluptuous natural 34D’s
swinging above and grinding on his manhood. He reached and cupped my left
breast, groping and gently tugging on my hard pink nipple. Signals of pleasure
concentrated between my legs and my pussy began to flood, lubricating me.
The room filled with the sounds of muffled moaning and heavy breathing. I
lowered my head and kissed the tip of his throbbing cock. I could smell his
precum that was oozing out, so I reached with the tip of my tongue and lapped
the single drop into my mouth. I kissed the rest of his shaft all the way down
to his smooth nut sack. I moved my tongue up from his balls to the tip and
finished it off with his cock between my lips. I stayed like that with just the
tip in my mouth for a few seconds swirling my tongue around it. From his
restlessness and rigid body I knew I had him on edge. It was time to step up the
action so I took him deeper in my salivating mouth, all the way until it poked
me at the back of my throat, causing me to gag a little.
“Oh Christ that feels good baby He threw his head back with pleasure.
I took it as a signal to pick up the pace and bobbed my head in and out, with
a faster rhythm. A few minutes later his body began to shudder , he was close to
climax, so I abruptly stopped and squeezed the base of his cock, denying him the
orgasmic bliss he was reaching.
Fuck me I whispered in lust.
He immediately complied and rolled me on my back, then hovered over me,
guiding himself with his hand inside my soaking snatch. He entered me with a
primal passion, thrusting in and out, with growing speed and tenacity. We locked
eyes with each other, it was so intense I choked up a scream. I wrapped my legs
around him pressing him deeper, digging my fingernails in his back. He groaned
with pain but continued to drive himself harder. I was ecstatic, seconds away
from orgasm I grabbed the sheet with my fists, blood gushing in my veins, I
locked my legs behind his back holding him still. My brain exploded with a
powerful orgasm while my body trembled uncontrollably.
As I regained my composure I relaxed my hold and soon after, Ryan resumed his
thrusts, his breathing became more rapid. He grabbed both sides of my head
kissing me with lust. I felt his body tense up, as his ramming slowed down yet
more powerful each time. He bit his lower lip, Ohh fuck yes he grunted as he
shot his juices inside me, I could feel his warm sperm flowing inside my cavity
then oozing out and down my thigh. He came hard then collapsed exhausted on top
of me. We both giggled all excited and satisfied.
He rolled to his side of the bed and reached for a cigarette.
“That was incredible baby he said as he took a long drag, exhaling the smoke
into the air.
I rested my head on his pecks and cuddled him yes it was honey I replied
with a green.
He offered me his cigarette, I don’t usually smoke but after what just
happened I needed it, so I took a long drag and gave it back.
I looked at the clock and it was already 3:00 am.
“We should get some sleep honey, I need to be at work early and after that
Jenny is picking me up for my final dress fitting.
“Yea I have a busy day too, since it’s my last day at work before our
vacation I need to clear my table. You know how the guys hate it when someone
leaves them his work load. I’ll probably have to stay late. and with that he
put out his cigarette and kissed me good night.
The alarm clock went off sooner than I cared for, Ryan fumbled to turn it
off. He looked great even though he just woke up.
“Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep? he said and kissed my forehead.
“Wonderful, let’s just call in sick and stay in bed all day I yawned and
stretched my arms.
“I wish we could but we both have a very busy day. Why don’t you take your
shower while I make us breakfast
“Sounds great babe, I hope you’ll keep spoiling me after we’re married I
nudged him.
Only if you promise to wake me up the way you did last night he snickered.
“You can count on it I said as I walked to the shower.
I took my shower, walked out completely naked and checked myself in the
mirror. All those hours at the gym really paid off I thought to myself. I picked
out my outfit for today and layed it on the bed. I decided to go with thigh high
black stockings and matching lacy white bra and thong, a gray pencil skirt and
white buttoned up blouse. I looked hot but conservative enough so my male
students won’t get destructed. With their teenage hormone levels out of control
I would often catch them looking down my blouse or staring at my bottom.
Although I was flattered it was completely inappropriate.
Ryan took a quick shower and got dressed. We went downstairs and had
breakfast.
“So when is Jenny picking you up? he asked.
“Right after school at around 3:30. I made an appointment at the tailor’s at
4, she wanted to go shopping afterwards so I guess I’ll be back in the evening
I answered.
Jenny is my best friend and my maid of honor. We have been friends since
college, in fact she was the one who gave Ryan my phone number. I like being
around her despite the fact we have completely different personalities. Jenny is
very outgoing and friendly while I’m more introverted. She can easily strike up
a conversation with complete strangers no matter where she is. Knowing her made
my college years much more fun then they were supposed to be. With her vibrant
social life she knew where the cool parties were and I have met a lot of my
friends thanks to her.
We finished breakfast and kissed goodbye.
My day went by uneventful, a part from breaking up a fight in the school yard
during lunch, it was just another day. 6th period was an advanced class mostly
made up with seniors. One of them was Michael, he is a handsome looking kid, and
I knew he had a crush on me. He always sits in the front row and center, ogling
me with his blue eyes. The thought of him going back to his house and
masturbating to my image always made me hot. Today wasn’t any different. As I
paced in class I could see his eyes were fixed on my breasts.
I decided to have some harmless fun, so I gave the class an assignment and
walked around them while they were doing it. I walked over to Michael’s desk and
leaned in front of him, faking an interest in what he was writing, as I leaned
forward, I made sure he could get a full view of my ample breasts. His gaze was
priceless, I asked him a question and he mumbled some incoherent words, it was
very cute. I went back, sat on my desk and crossed my legs, letting him have a
glimpse of my lacy white thong. I noticed a bulge forming in his pants, He was
blushing and tried to hide it by leaning forward. His bashfulness turned me on,
I wondered how easy it would be to seduce him, how would I do it? Would I tell
him to stay after class and let him fuck me right there on my table? My neck
started to blush and I had to stop thinking about it before it’s too late.
Finally the bell rang and the day was over. I walked outside and Jenny was
already waiting for me. She was talking to one of the male teachers, I have no
idea how she met him but I wasn’t surprised. She looked great, with a light
summer dress, long auburn hair and green eyes. Her hourglass shape always
reminded me of a Victoria’s secret model. If I was into girls she would be my
first choice.
As I got close the teacher left, I gave her a hug and got into her car.
“He is married you know I said as I buckled my seatbelt.
“So what, he is cute and I can be his second wife she giggled.
“You slut! I said and as we both burst into laughter.
On the way we talked about all sort of stuff like my wedding and her love
life. She told me she had met a guy and she thinks he can be the one. Off course
I didn’t tell her she says that about every other guy she meets. Jenny was a
free spirit and I liked it about her.
Twenty minutes later we were at the tailor’s. She was an elderly woman with
an Italian accent, probably in her sixties but energetic. My white dress was
already layed out and it was beautiful, I put it on and Jenny gasped.
“You look amazing Emma, I’m so happy for you she smiled and hugged me.
I stood in front of a mirror and looked like I stepped out of a fairy tail,
dressed as a princess.
It was exactly like I had imagined it would be when I was a little girl.
The elderly tailor wasn’t a coy woman at all. She mumbled some words in
Italian and began to measure and mark places on my dress with pins and needles,
she reached with her nimble hands, squeezing and pushing up my breasts. I looked
at Jenny wide eyed from the tailor’s impetuous behavior. Jenny was cracking up
in the corner. After 10 minutes of groping, tugging and squeezing the tailor was
done. She said something in Italian but I understood that it’s over and I should
take off my dress.
I went into the dressing room and put my clothes back on. We said good bye to
my tailor and went outside with plenty of time to hang out and shop.
“So what’s next? Jenny asked
“I don’t know, what do you want to do? I replied
“I want to go shopping but before we do, I could really use a drink Jenny
said while playfully placing her arm around me.
I knew I had to be the adult so I said It’s not even 5 o’clock yet
“come on, live a little, who cares what time it is She urged me.
“Fine, where do you want to go I caved and reluctantly agreed with her.
“On our way I’ve noticed a bar about two blocks from here, we can walk
there. She greened.
We walked back and a few minutes later we were there. I’ve seen nicer bars in
the past, even though there was still light outside it was dark and gloomy
inside. The wooden floor have seen better days and creaked under our footsteps,
the smell of stale cigarette smoke was in the air. To our left was a long bar
with red stools, some were occupied by men hunched over their drinks. It had
different liquor bottles on the shelves and beer taps in front. The bartender
was a tired looking older man. On the other side were round tables with 15-20
people sitting around them, mostly men. Seated at two of the tables were a group
of rough looking middle aged men. They were a rowdy bunch, drinking beer and
laughing out loud, occasionally shouting obscenities at the waitresses.
“Do you want to go some place else? I asked Jenny, hoping she would say yes.
“Nah, let’s have one drink and then go she answered.
We decided to seat at the bar since it was less crowded.
“What will it be ladies? the worn out bartender asked.
“Two appletinis please Jenny ordered for the both of us.
As the bartender prepared our drinks, I looked around. There were two pool
tables at the far end with some guys playing and drinking beer. The yelling and
laughing from the rowdy bunch continued. They appeared to be friends and
probably came here after work at a plant or a mill or whatever blue collared job
they were doing.
Finally our drinks were ready, Jenny raised her glass and wished for a
successful wedding followed by a long and happy marriage. I said thanks and we
slowly sipped our drinks. As I looked around the room I noticed some of the men
from the rowdy bunch looking at me and Jenny, pointing and laughing, obviously
talking about us. I felt uncomfortable but Jenny seemed to like the attention.
Two of them mustered enough courage, stood up to the cheers of their friends
and started to walk toward us. They looked to be in their late 30’s early 40’s ,
not bad looking, some might say even handsome in a rugged unrefined kind of way.
“Let’s play with them, come on it will be hilarious Jenny whispered to me
with an evil grin. Just follow my lead, she continued her plan without waiting
for my response. I didn’t have enough time to stop her because they already
reached us. All the confidence they had at the table seemed to vanish into thin
air. They stood next to us thinking what to say when finally Jenny broke the ice
and said in a seductive voice
“Hi boys, how are you doing? I’m Jenny and this is Emma, what are your
names? I nudged her with my elbow, pleading her to stop.
“Hello Jenny and Emma, I’m Jay and this is Marcus The taller of the two
said. He looked better up close. He had steel blue eyes and grayish hair, about
6′ tall. His friend was a little shorter with receding hair line and a flabby
gut. Their friends back at the table were cracking up, go get her lover boy
one of them yelled and the rest burst into loud laughter.
