Our Big Day - Sex Stories

Our Big Day

... briefs. Hannah gripped his butt cheeks over the fabric and rubbed the bare heels of her feet on his thighs.

“R-rude?! Hannah, you’re about to have sex with your ex at our wedding reception!”

Hannah giggled and rolled her eyes, batting this away with a gesture. “He’s a touchy-feely person hon, it’s really not a big deal!”

“The slut needs what she needs my man, I’m sure you get it,” Bruce said over her his shoulder at Kevin then looked back toward Hannah and smiled. “And I think she needs a lickin’.”

Hannah’s eyes got wide. “Ooooh fuck yes! Mmm, please sir, no one eats me like you!”

“Hannah?! What the actual fuck!?” Kevin shouted indignantly as Bruce descended to his knees.

“It’s ok honey, you’ve got other talents! You give great foot rubs! Bruce is just reeeeeally good with his tongue! I promise it won’t take long, I never do with him…unless he teases me, hehe.” As she spoke Bruce was grabbing the hem of her dress. There was the sound of more tearing, as he ripped it up the length to her waist and it fell to the sides of her legs, revealing the frilly blue underwear she was wearing, already soaking wet. She lifted her legs and butt off the table as he slid them off her and then rested the balls of her feet on the edge. Her neatly shaven pussy lips glistened.

Without hesitation, Bruce chucked the thong over his shoulder. It sailed, end over end, landing directly atop the miniature groom on the three-tiered wedding cake. Everyone still present was now ...

... straining to watch, some mortified, others laughing nervously, and a few even beginning to cheer. Bruce wasted no time. His mouth licked, flicked, and kissed its way around her lips, and she signed happily. Her eyes opened briefly, and she looked over at her sister-in-law who was looking on with more than a little interest.

“His tongue is AMAZING Jess! You gotta try it! Uh! Oh!” Her eyes closed again. Her head rolled back, and her fingers slipped behind Bruce’s head. His hands rested on her thighs. His entire face seemed to disappear into her. “Mmm! Mm! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck I’ve missed this!”

“Mmmm, doesn’t hubby munch the carpet baby?”

“Mmmmmmmsssssshhit not like this! Oh god! Now don’t stop! Mmmmm, pleeeeeease don’t stop!”

“Hannah! For fuck's sake!”

“Mmmm,” Bruce muttered.

“This is completely insane!” Shouted Kevin. “It’s our wedding!”

“Mmmm! Oh, honey! Just, B-be… patient! Just…l-let me, get off… f-for old time’s sssssake! Ah!”

As she said this Bruce slid two fingers into her. Her hips bucked. “Oh god!” She inhaled deeply and her body tensed.

“Still a squirter?” he asked between licks.

“Only if I…do it…mmmmyself…mmmmm!” She sounded almost in pain.

“Lame, hehe, Hubby needs lessons.”

“Yeah, mmmm huh, huh, Kev sweetie, be sure and p-pay, attention... oh fuck…I…I!”

Bruce continued his tongue’s assault on Hannah’s clit as his middle and ring finger beckoned rapidly in and out of her. She held onto the back of his head and ground herself into his ...