Wendy's Wedding Night Surprise! - Sex Stories

Wendy's Wedding Night Surprise!

... sucked off the week beforehand at her hen night. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Er..er..nothing, darling" she muttered. "Are you sure?" I replied. "I think one of our friends has got into our room and, er... left a little gift" she continued, her brain working overtime, thinking what to say, wondering whether I had found out about her indiscretion. "So they have." I laughed, "I wonder what it means?" "Erm...I don't know" she stumbled. She looked really nervous so I held her hands and looked into her eyes. "OK darling, it's "clean slate" time. I want to go into this marriage knowing we will remain totally faithful, but if there have been any previous liaisons since we met that I don't know about then tell me now and we will wipe the slate clean as if it had never happened." Wendy looked very nervous and remembering her hen night decided that I must have found out that she had a stripper but that I had guessed nothing had actually happened. "I have nothing to declare" she said, "apart from rubbing cream into the stripper that all the girls got me – er..it was just a bit of fun darling, I'm sorry". "Hmmm, just a bit of fun?" I replied. "Yes, just a bit of innocent d***k fun. I'm sorry, but you know what all the girls are like once they get together." "It's OK, I understand darling," I said reassuringly, removing the g-string from the bed. "Would you like a bit of fun now then?" I continued. Wendy's eyes opened wide and she nodded that she would. "Well, climb onto the bed, but ...

... before we start I need to tell you that I'm not going to be conventional. I have a little surprise, and I need you helpless". Wendy smiled and did as I asked. I tied her wrists to the posts. "A little blindfold too" I said as I tied a bathrobe tie around her head. I then went into the bathroom got out my surprise – it was Terry, the young black stripper that Wendy had sucked off the week before. Having missed out on Wendy's indiscretion I had decided that I wanted to see her get fucked by him. It would be the perfect way to wipe the slate clean for me. Terry just had to be perfectly quiet as I didn't want Wendy to know until he had finished. Wendy lay there, still in her wedding dress, tied and blindfolded. I gestured Terry onto the bed. He climbed on and knelt down between her legs, pushing her wedding dress up to her waist. He reached up and pulled her white silk thong down, over her stockings and heels, before throwing them onto the floor. He pulled her sleeveless dress down, revealing her soft breasts. He sucked on each nipple until they became hard, rolling his tongue around them, his saliva dripping down her flesh. He moved down and started to lick her pussy. Each head movement was accompanied by a quiet moan from Wendy, as he kissed her lips. He pushed a finger into her wet pussy as he licked her clit, before moving it out and sliding it into her ass. He moved it and out in slowly, each push greeted with a gentle moan. Within a few seconds Wendy climaxed, "Fuck me now" ...