Michelle's Wedding - Sex Stories

Michelle's Wedding

... this, along with Jacqui. Tomorrow, I’m marrying Mike, but tonight I’m yours.” She took my hand, putting it over her breast and pressing it to her. “Now, are you going to kiss me?” Michelle brought her lips to mine. I couldn’t resist and didn’t want to. I kissed her back with the same fervor that she was kissing me. We lay together kissing and renewing our intimate knowledge and pleasure of each other’s bodies for what seemed forever. We had played this game so many times before, but that night it was as if it was our first time together. I caressed her body through the silk and took her nipple in my mouth, causing her to arch up to me and moan her pleasure. At the same time, my hand had glided down between her thighs and was rubbing her moist femininity. One finger, then a second slipped inside her, as deeply as fingers can. Michelle threw her head back and I captured her groan with my own mouth on her lips as I plunged my fingers in and out of her. She frantically kissed me back until finally breaking away and panting, “Robert, please make love with me!” It didn’t take any more encouragement, as I was nearly at my breaking point already. When I slipped inside her, Michelle arched her hips up to meet me and wrapped her arms around me pulling me tighter to her. I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her, entangling my tongue with hers. I had become adept at holding my climax, but this time I was so far gone that I erupted inside her after only a few thrusts. I could feel ...

... her coming on me as well when she went rigid with her own bliss. Afterward, Michelle and I lay on the bed, arms wrapped around each other when I looked up and saw Jacqui quietly standing beside the bed. I wondered how long she had been there, how much she had watched? She put a finger to her lips in a ‘shushing’ motion and I saw her lips move, telling me quietly, “I love you.” Without making a sound, I smiled at her and moved my lips, telling her, “I love you too.” Then, Jacqui quietly stepped out of the room, back into the bathroom. I don’t think Michelle ever realized she was there. Nuzzling my neck, Michelle started to explain, “I called Jacqui before I sent the invitations out and asked her if I could have you for one more night before the wedding. She didn’t even hesitate to tell me yes.” I was incredulous, “You mean when we got your invitation that Jacqui knew then that this was going to happen?” “Mmm-hmm, she helped me with it, making sure you would agree to come to the wedding and stay here tonight and bringing the nightgown for me. She told me she wanted it to be an extra special night, one that we’d never forget.” “And Mike?” “That’s why he went to a hotel. He used the excuse of not seeing me the night before, but he knew exactly what I had planned. That you were going to be my party.” I moved my lips down her body to take her nipple in my mouth like I had so many times before. But this time it seemed so different. I knew that this time it was taboo and naughty, which ...