Pre-Marital Engagement - Sex Stories

Pre-Marital Engagement

... her accent, I venture that she might be of Irish-American origins, and she confirms that I am right. She is a little quieter and less forward than her friend.

The brunette is called Sara. Her hair is long, deep black and lustrous, draping down over her equally black, but very short dress; she complements it with bright blue fingernails. She has larger breasts and is more heavily built than Sue, but is very shapely, with long legs and high heels to emphasise them. I think she is fully aware of her sex appeal, and relaxed in exploiting it. Her stance, whether standing or sitting, is very confident and outgoing. I have already noted her deep, husky voice which stirs the gut when she speaks, and she frequently teases her deep red lips with the tip of her tongue.

I ask why they are here on such a short 'flying-visit' when there is so much to see in London, and they both sigh deeply. There is obviously a story to tell, as Sue had said.

She explains that their very best friend, Anna, had persuaded them to visit for what they describe as a “Bachelorette Party”; they are amused when I tell them that we would call that a “Hen Party”, but Anna had already explained that to them, it seems.

“It is the same thing,” laughs Sue, “I guess they all go out looking for cocks!”

It seems that Anna had invited them for this weekend and they had taken the cheapest (and therefore non-refundable) flights they could find. Unfortunately, Anna had now contracted COVID and has to isolate ...

... herself, so the wedding itself is postponed, along with the 'Hen Night'. She is terribly upset, not least because Sue and Sara won't be able to come to the real, delayed Hen Night, probably in a few weeks' time.

I gather that she is also rather upset that her future husband, Mike, has persisted with his Stag Night this weekend,and she suspects he will have a second in a few weeks!

All in all, she is very unhappy with the situation, and her friends want to help her through this difficult time, though they are a little unhappy themselves. They call her on her mobile now, and Sara begins a video call with her.

It seems that Anna is not feeling too bad from the virus now, but still has to isolate, so it is frustrating that she cannot join her friends. She is alone at home, cuddled up in a warm bed, but wishing she was with them. At least she has her vibrator, I hear, but suspects that her friends will be finding some real cock tonight.

Sara laughs out loud, and says, “I think we already have, Anna! Just look!”

She turns her mobile to show me with Sue, and we both wave to her. I hear Sara say, “If you were here now, you'd be all over Simon! He's handsome, polite and well-dressed; for now at least.”

“Hmm, I see what you mean,” says Anna, “I'm sure Mike is making the most of his freedom right now. I'm so annoyed that he went ahead while I'm home alone, and I bet he'll want a second night out when I recover enough for my own Hen Night. And then you and Sue won't be ...