The Castle - Sex Stories

The Castle

... offered, the 44 year old jaw dropped. The photographer had positioned Jason standing behind his bride with her head and body twisted around in a deep and passionate kiss… beautiful… except her lily white perky breasts were exposed and firmly grasped in his dark skinned hands. Satisfied with that photograph he directed the groom to completely pull down the bodice of her wedding dress whilst Chloe raised and held up the front of her white gown. Pictures were being repeatedly taken until the final one in that series had Jason’s hand partly hidden by the lacy panties… his fingers obviously embedded deep in the aroused bride’s pussy. The shocked mother’s gaze did not wander from the photo shoot as each set of photographs slowly advanced… from her son-in-law raising his bride’s leg high whilst three fingers worked themselves into a pussy that appeared to devoid of pubic hair… to her daughter fully clothed in wedding outfit on her knees with her new husband’s huge cock obscenely pulled free from his pants whilst she teased it with lips, tongue and mouth… Somewhere along the sequence of photographs, the mother of the bride found her own hand inside her panties with the lilac skirt raised high on her thighs… disbelieving her own eyes as she watched her 25 year old daughter bent over with the beautiful dress bunched up over her waist whilst the Jamaican born man was being photographed from all angles with his cock embedded in his bride’s cunt. Jackie Roberts held on to the cold stone ...

... deep sill with her left hand as her knees started to grow weak with her orgasm; watching her beautiful daughter in the open garden of the castle, stripped out of her wedding gown and wearing only bra, shoes and garter set, being fucked from behind by her fully clothed husband, whilst sucking on the cock of the equally well-endowed dark skinned photographer as he continued to shoot with his tripod held camera controlled by a small hand held remote. ++++++++++++++++++++++ Faultless and sumptuous as it was, Jackie Roberts was relieved that the wedding dinner was over. Throughout the meal her mind was pre occupied with what she had seen earlier…and what made it even more prevalent was she was seated next to the man who was the object of those debauched images. Her eyes continued to drift to the lap of the groom who made no effort to hide the huge outline beneath his pants. At one time she let out a small gasp on seeing her daughter’s small hand grasp and slowly stroke the sl**ping phallus through the dark grey trousers… hidden from all the other seated guests except the two women seated either side of the groom. The majority of the wedding group milled about as they waited for the tables to be cleared away for the evening festivities, a few left to go to their rooms to freshen up and perhaps use the washrooms. Jackie did not go to her room to alleviate a bloated bladder… she was there to attend to the itch that had never been abated, even though three hours earlier she had brought ...