It was two weeks before Valentine’s Day, and Brian was bowled over by his girlfriend of three years’ confession that she’d been unfaithful with a prior lover and was now leaving Brian for him.
But that wasn’t the worst of it. Christina told Brian that she and Shane were now engaged and planning to marry on Valentine’s Day.
Brian drove home with tears rolling from his eyes at the news. He never was confrontational and took everyone at their word, believing that most told the truth. He didn’t understand the need to lie and assumed the same of others. His Mother always told him that he was too trusting of people and that they would take advantage of him because of that. Once he got home, Brian grabbed a beer and zoned out into the television while trying to make sense of everything.
The following morning, he awoke to the sound of his cell phone ringing and found himself sprawled out on the sofa, still wearing the prior day’s clothes. It was nine-forty-five in the morning, and the call was from his boss, concerned that he was sick. He gave Dave, his boss, a synopsis of the previous night and said he’d take a quick shower and be on his way. Dave told him to take the day off, but Brian insisted on coming in to occupy his mind.
After a quick shower and change of clothes, Brian made the short trip to his job as a salesperson for the local building supply company. He was well-liked there and was very good at his job.
Once in the office, Brian felt at home and let the previous night’s events slip away as he put all his focus on the job and the people that worked with him. At one point, he went to talk to the boss about a particular customer and what sort of pricing tier he should offer them. Walking to his office, Brian was greeted with a warm smile from the boss’s secretary Sandy. She was a couple of years younger than Brian’s thirty years and was recently divorced with a son, and was a sweetheart to Brian.
Sandy’s smile was everpresent and always a welcome distraction from the sometimes all-consuming work of negotiating contracts with prospective clients. This day, however, it carried a hint of sadness. Obviously, Dave had told Sandy of his woes, or she had overheard the conversation. Either way, it hurt a little to know that she felt sorry for him. Walking into Dave’s office, he closed the door and bluntly asked, “Did you tell Sandy?”
“Of course not,” Dave replied calmly. “I would never share your private business with anyone.”
“Sorry, but I had to ask because of the way she looked at me. I know that she knows.”
“If she does, it’s probably because she cares about you and knows how poorly Christina has treated you and put it together herself. You’re never sick, and you’re never late. Plus, we all knew that you were popping the question very soon.”
“Okay, that makes sense,” he replied as they moved on to the business of the new client. But Dave’s remark about Sandy caring about him stuck in the back of his mind like candlelight in a very dark basement. Her smile always warmed him even when he thought things were going good with his ex. Walking back out of Dave’s office after the new client discussion, Brian made a point of smiling broadly when Sandy looked his way. When she did lift her eyes to his and saw his smile, her face lit up like a kids on Christmas morning.
Brian went back to his desk, grinning like a man who’d never had any bad news in his life. The rest of the day flew by as he thought about Sandy’s beautiful smile.
Unbeknownst to Brian, Sandy decided it was time for her to take Brian for herself and help him get a little revenge in the process. She’d been enamored with him from when she started working for the company three years ago and always thought he was too good for his ex. Sandy also knew some things about his tramp ex and her family that would help with Brian’s retribution. The first thing was that her Mother, Lizzy, had severe lust for Brian, and so did her two sisters, and not because he was a nice guy. You see, Christina had bragged to all of them and any other female, including Sandy, that he had a ten-inch cock that would leave you a multi-orgasmic wreck.
Sandy knew that Brian would stay late to make up for the time that he missed this morning because that’s just the way he was. She also knew that everyone else was leaving early, including their boss, Dave. With that in mind, she called her neighbor Karen and asked her if she could grab her son from the bus and keep him at her place until about seven. Their two sons were in the same class and got along very well. Oftentimes Karen’s son was at Sandy’s apartment while the boys played. After answering a slew of very private questions about why and with whom she’d be spending this time, Karen agreed happily.
Sandy’s next move was to call Brian and tell him, “Dave needs to see you for just a moment before he leaves. Can you come by in five minutes or so?”
Brian replied, “Of course, I’ll be there shortly.”
Only Sandy knew that Dave and all the other employees were already gone for the day. Sitting at her desk in anticipation of his arrival, Sandy was on pins and needles, hoping her plan would work. She would do whatever it took to help him get his vengeance and then have him for herself. You see, Sandy wasn’t going to let Christina’s treatment of Brian slide. She was determined to teach Christina a lesson she’d not soon forget.
Brian approached her desk, and Sandy hopped up and opened the boss’s office door allowing him to walk inside. She then closed the door behind them. Brian spun around to ask where Dave was, and Sandy took that moment to place a soft kiss on his lips as she wrapped her arms securely around him. The kiss took on a life of its own, and soon Brian was squeezing Sandy’s firm little butt to her obvious enjoyment. The soft coos that exited her mouth when it wasn’t affixed to his were all the proof Brian needed that this girl wanted him.
Wanting to slow things down long enough to talk, Sandy offered, “Would you like to go over to Riccardo’s for a little dinner? My treat!”
“Absolutely! But I can’t let you pay. It’s on me,” Brian retorted.
“How about we split it since it was my idea?” Sandy countered.
“How about I pay since I’ll have the prettiest girl in town on my arm?” Brian replied as he wrapped an arm around her waist and gave her another kiss.
She gathered her purse and jacket before Brian led her to his office for his things. Since the restaurant was only a block away, they went straight there, hand-in-hand. Riccardo was working that night and was delighted to see them together in a romantic way. He always thought that they would make a perfect pair.
Riccardo led them to an out-of-the-way table, and he served them himself. After getting their drinks and an appetizer on the house, Riccardo let them be for a while. They already knew each other pretty well from all the conversations at work, but Sandy’s attraction to him took Brian entirely off guard. He knew that had it not been for meeting Christina when he did, he definitely would have jumped at the chance to date Sandy after her divorce.
Holding both of his hands in hers, Sandy began to speak, “I’ve wanted to be with you since we first met, Brian. And now that we have our chance, I have to say that Christina did you dirty. I know my ex was an ass, but she knew that you were going to propose and still led you on until after that dirtbag Shane did. I know it’s not in your nature to seek revenge, but I don’t think you should let this go without a little payback.”
“Listen, I don’t care about any of that now. I’ve wanted to be with you for a long time now, even when things were good with Christina. Doesn’t the saying go something like the best revenge is living your best life, and I believe you are that for me.”
“There’s the other one too that is something like revenge is a dish best served cold. I think this one is more applicable given how Christina treated you,” Sandy retorted.
“Do you really think that getting back at her will make me feel better?” Brian replied sullenly.
“Maybe not. However, it sure will make her feel a whole lot worse, and that is the goal of revenge, now, isn’t it,” Sandy explained with an angry fire in her eyes.
Taken aback, Brian almost squeaked out the question, “How?”
“You’re going to fuck her one more time, and I’m going to record it all. And you’re going to fuck her Mother, too, and I’ll record that as well. Of course, you’ll be wearing a condom with both of them. We don’t want any errant sperm finding themselves an egg to fertilize, nor do we want any diseases that those two skanks might be carrying around.”
“Assuming that I agree to all of this, what will we do with those recordings once we have them? And the more important question is, will you be able to handle all of this because none of it is worth it if I lose you in the process.”
Pushing in close and kissing Brian with passion, Sandy lingered there as her hands caressed his thick package through his slacks. She gripped his swelling manhood as their tongues dueled for supremacy and smiled to herself at the sheer size of his battering ram. It had been many years since she’d had anything near his size, and she couldn’t wait to feel it stretching her past her limits.
“Oh, there is no chance you will lose me, Brian. I’ve wanted you for too long, and this little payback thing is as much for me as it is for you. See, your wife was the cause of my marriage breaking up. That bitch couldn’t stand to see me happy with someone that she dated back in High School, so she went about doing whatever her slutty little self needed to in order to steal my husband.”
“As much as I wanted to dislike you when we first met because of your association with her, I quickly realized you were a wonderful human being. Our daily interactions only solidified that. It was a somewhat odd experience as I found myself gradually falling in love with you.”
“You have fa… fallen in love with me?” Brian stuttered as he stumbled over his words.
“Yes! And I want you to make love to me tonight. Take me to your home and love me like I know you want to,” Sandy breathed seductively in his ear.
Brian quickly stood while helping Sandy to her feet and waiving Roberto down. With a handful of cash pushed into Roberto’s hand, Brian excused the two of them as they made a quick exit from the restaurant. As they walked back to the parking lot, Sandy offered, “You drive,” as Brian was practically carrying her with his arm around her waist.
The ride was short, and before they knew it, the new couple were half naked, lying on Brian’s bed. Slowing just a little, Brian finished stripping himself before doing the same to Sandy. Nude and on fire, he pushed her legs apart and dove face-first into her succulent puss. Her taste was sweet and a bit musky, and he couldn’t get enough. Bringing her to her first climax, Brian eased up a little to let her enjoy the journey.
Sandy’s hands were clasped tightly to Brian’s head as he continued soft licks across her swelling labia. With her focus back, Sandy directed, “On your back, you pussy destroyer!”
Brian complied by moving up her torso to kiss her lips and lifting her with one arm while turning them both over effortlessly. Their kisses continued in earnest as Sandy rubbed her slick labia against the tip of his swollen stick. Even with her lubricious entrance, this thing would take some patience, especially since it had been so long for her.
Pressing the head between her labia, Sandy whimpered at the pleasure-pain mix emanating from her womanly entrance. It was an agonizingly slow and sensuous process as he stretched her like she hadn’t been in far too long. Sandy bottomed out, feeling the pressure on her cervix, and opened her eyes to see that there was still some of him not inside her. The thought of having more than she could handle sparked a climax that left Sandy a quivering mess as she slowly folded onto Brian’s chest.
Brian held her tight to him while her orgasm rolled through her petite form. As Sandy began to recover, she muttered, “Roll me over and fuck me until you cum. I want to feel your seed filling me after you’ve used me for your pleasure.”
Brian did as she asked and pumped her languidly through three more of her climaxes before he finally gave her what she wanted.
In their post-coital bliss, Brian inquired, “So, did we just make a baby?”
“God, I hope not!” Sandy spouted before realizing how that may have been perceived. “Not that I don’t want to, you see, but I’m gonna need a lot more practice before I am willing to give this up for any length of time.”
“No worries, I understand completely,” Brian replied with a massive grin on his face.
Taking Sandy back to her car, Brian asked about the plan for getting his ex back, “So do you really want to go through with this?”
“Even more than ever now that we’re together. I know it seems kind of weird, but with the video, we can really screw her the way she messed with both of us.”
“But why bother with her mother?”
“Because she’s even worse! And, we’ll need something to keep her Mother at bay when this all comes to light. Besides, Lizzy’s a bigger tramp than her daughter.”
“But how will I get close to Lizzy?”
“Oh, that’s the easy part. She’s always at Benny’s Bar on Thursday nights, cougaring her way through all the young man-meat. All you have to do is show up there and walk over to her. She’ll probably try to fuck you in the damn bathroom. When she does come on to you, all you have to do is take her across the street to the Penguin Motel and into your room, where I’ll be waiting in the closet. You fuck her good and hard while I record it all and then take her back to the bar. Easy peasy.”
“Okayyy, easy, huh? So what’s your plan for Christina?” Brian questioned.
“Two words. Bachelorette party.”
“How?”
“There will be strippers attending, and you will be one of them.”
“Again, how?”
“I have a friend who runs the business they will be using, and he hates Christina more than either of us. He’ll send you and two other guys that will all be wearing masks. Neither of the others will be nearly as well endowed as you, and I’m sure it won’t be long before the sluts will all want some. But, since it will be Christina’s party, she’ll get first dibs which I’ll be ready and willing to film. Once you’ve used her, then we’ll both make a quick escape.”
“Okay, so we’ve got the home movies, but what will we do with them then?”
“You’ve never hurt anyone in your life, have you?”
“Well, not intentionally, no.”
“We’re going to replace the video of fake crap that she was going to run at the reception. She’ll run one of her and her bastard having the perfect dating life, but we’ll replace it with the one of you fucking her as she screams out with multiple orgasms in front of everyone attending the wedding.”
“Oh, damn! That’s good!”
“What about the one of her Mother?”
“That one we’ll hold in reserve in case her parents figure out what we did.”
“Ahhh, insurance.”
“Yes, and then some!”
“So, when is all this supposed to take place?”
“The bachelorette party is next Friday. As far as her Mother goes, I think you should try with her tomorrow. That way, if she finds someone else and isn’t available, you can always try next Thursday. And if she’s too busy tomorrow, you can return to the room and take me again,” Sandy suggested as she hugged him firmly.
“Now that sounds like a whole lot more fun to me,” Brian responded as he reciprocated the close snuggle.
“I hate to leave you, but my neighbor is watching my son, and it’s nearly his bedtime.”
“No worries,” Brian said before moving his lips to hers for one last kiss.
***
The following morning they were both at work and trying desperately to avoid each other so as not to fuel the rumor mill. Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be anyone that knew or had figured it out yet, which aided in their plans in coaxing Lizzy into the Motel room tonight. Around lunchtime, Brian made a quick trip to the Penguin and got a room for the night with two keys. Upon arriving back at the office, he very subtly slipped one into Sandy’s hand when no one was around.
At the end of the day and at home, Sandy texted, “I’ll be at the Motel at about nine tonight.”
Having just walked into his front door, Brian replied, “Okay, I’ll get to the bar at about nine-fifteen and text you if I get unlucky.”
Sandy’s sexy comeback was, “Well, you can have me either way because I’ll probably be very hot and bothered after watching you in action!” Sandy sent the text without even thinking about what it might say about her and, frankly, didn’t care. She was with Brian now and would do anything he wanted.
“Well, that makes this whole thing a lot more fun! I’m not even going to cum while I’m with her. I’ll only pretend to until you have enough video, and then I’ll get rid of her.” Brian’s return text conveyed his true feelings about the situation. He was surprised by how much his interest in sex had increased after only one night with Sandy.
“Oh, God! Don’t take too long with her, or I’ll throw her off the bed bare-ass naked and fuck you right there in front of her,” Sandy typed and sent as her fingers moved across her inflamed clit while lying across her bed at home. Stopping just long enough to push her jeans and panties down past her knees, she attacked her open slit with plunging digits. Fingering herself into a frenzy, Sandy barely heard the beep of the incoming text.
Walking into his bedroom, Brian released his raging hard-on and began stroking it to the vision of Sandy doing that very thing. Not wanting to cum too fast, he typed back, “Oh my God, you are so effing hot! I’ll help you throw her off and fuck you silly as she watches. All I want is to be between your thighs with my mouth or cock!”
Reading Brian’s text through unfocusing eyes, Sandy came hard, envisioning being fucked by Brian in front of that skank Lizzy. Her eyes slammed shut as the convulsions overtook her. Panting for several minutes afterward, she wondered whether Brian had pleasured himself as she had. Typing slowly as she quivered, Sandy questioned, “So, did you take care of yourself the way I just did?”
Still stroking his prick haltingly, Brian read her text and responded. “I was going to try and save it for you, but now I’m even more turned on knowing that you got yourself off.”
“If you save it, I’ll let you cum in my mouth,” Sandy teased, knowing that he would have a hard time resisting that proposition.
“Oh, fuccckkk! You dirty little girl,” Brian typed as he stopped stroking and stuffed himself back into his pants. “Only for you!” he added before grabbing a beer from the fridge and switching on the television in search of something sports related.
“I promise that it will be worth the wait,” Sandy pledged before dropping her phone and plying her nether regions again while thinking of his big cock fucking her silly.
The sexting died off after that as they both waited impatiently for their time together. With the evening events prepared, both of them headed for their locations. Sandy arrived at the Motel around eight forty-five and grabbed today’s paper for use in setting the date of the video. Brian pulled into the Bar parking lot seconds before nine.
Sandy prepped the room, placing the newspaper on the nightstand while figuring out the best place to hide for Brian and Lizzy’s initial entrance. After the fucking began, she figured that she could probably just stand out in the open to film as long as she wasn’t seen by Lizzy.
Meanwhile, Brian was sitting in his car, working up the courage to go inside and approach Lizzy. For him, revenge wasn’t the driving motivation, at least not now. Brian couldn’t get the picture out of his head of Sandy pushing Lizzy’s naked ass off the bed and then taking her place while Lizzy watched. Just the thought of that whole scenario had Brian approaching total hardness even though he was pretty sure Sandy wouldn’t do that, if only to ensure she shot and kept the video.
Looking down to see his erection filling his jeans, Brian was initially worried about walking into the bar with his package on display like that. Then thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it would be the perfect way to catch Lizzy’s attention. With that in mind, Brian jumped from the truck and moved inside like a man on a mission. Spotting Lizzy at the far end of the bar chatting up a couple of older men, he moved her way.
Once he was within talking distance, he belted, “Hey, Lizzy, what are you doing here?”
She turned to see her former son-in-law-to-be, before her eyes lowered to the obscene bulge in his pants. Having wanted his cock since the first time she saw him in their pool, Lizzy walked away from her would-be suitors and climbed onto Brian while wrapping her legs around him. With her arms around his neck, her lips whispered, “God, I’ve wanted to fuck you since we first met, and now I can, thanks to my dumbass daughter.”
Lizzy was attached like a leech, grinding her overheated and barely-covered crotch against the python swelling in his pants as he sluggishly walked through the crowd. Once outside, she suggested, “Just go into the alley and fuck me against the wall. I need that monster now!” she practically screamed while working herself into a frenzy.
“I’ve got a room across the street. Let’s go there,” Brian countered as he typed, “On my way with her,” in a quick text to Sandy behind Lizzy’s back.
Upon receiving the text, Sandy turned on the camera in her phone and quickly hid in the closet. A minute later, the door opened, and Brian came in with Lizzy attached and gyrating like a crazed whore. Moving up to the bed, Brian pushed her down as she ordered, “Fuck me now, you big prick bastard!”
Reaching for his pants to release his cock, Lizzy got shoved back onto the bed as Brian disciplined, “Get naked bitch, and spread those legs cause I’m gonna fuck you into oblivion!”
Within seconds Lizzy’s clothes were flying in every direction before her gnarly-looking cunt was on full display. Brian only unzipped his fly and pulled out his semi-hard cock, leaving all his clothes on for the event. Stroking it a little to tease her some more, Brian listened to her beg for over a minute before pulling a condom from his pocket and sheathing the beast. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, Brian listened to her grovel a little more before pressing the head inside her drooling vagina.
A string of cussing and godly worship exited her foul mouth as he stretched her box to new limits. Starting off slow to keep from hurting her, Brian quickly ramped up the speed as he felt Sandy’s hand on his back while she was filming between his legs. Even the harlot Lizzy couldn’t take all Brian had to offer, and within minutes, she was panting and begging with her eyes closed and her head turned to the side.
Sandy quickly made her way to the opposite side of the bed and got a tremendous wide-angle shot of Brian pummeling an obviously overwhelmed and completely nude Lizzy. She even made sure to get the newspaper in the picture before moving around to get a good shot of her scrunched-up face as she was in the throws of a massive climax. Twenty minutes and a few climaxes later, Lizzy was passed out on the bed.
Pulling out, Brian whipped off the condom and tossed it into the toilet before coming back to find Sandy on the bed naked awaiting her turn. Upon seeing his beautiful Sandy on display, Brian quickly undressed and moved on top of her. They made love for some time, with both of them cumming more than once. The wet spot they left on the bed was quite sizeable when they finally finished their loving romp. After getting dressed, they left Lizzy still naked and unconscious before heading for their respective homes.
The two texted back and forth for a few minutes after they were settled and ready for bed when Brian got one last message with a video attachment. He clicked play to see Sandy’s video of him nailing Lizzy. She started the filming between Brian’s legs, locked on his wrapped prick working over Lizzy’s sloppy puss. She slowly moved to the side to show Lizzy fully nude and cussing like a sailor as he pounded her delirious body into the mattress. She was covered in a sheen of sweat with drool running from the corners of her mouth as she pulled almost angrily on her distended nipples.
As she neared her final orgasm of the night, Sandy moved to get a full-frontal shot of her face as it scrunched up in the brilliant agony of a colossal acme. The shot moved away as Brian pulled from Lizzy’s crotch and then set still on the table as Sandy came into view and tauntingly stripped for the camera. After hearing the toilet flush in the background, Sandy moved quickly to the bed, awaiting her turn with him.
Sandy had recorded everything, even their time together afterward. It was an interesting contrast between straight fucking and making love to one’s sweetheart.
Texting her after watching the entire video, Brian typed, “Now I want you all over again, my sweet Sandy.”
“You can have me all night tomorrow since my son will be spending the night with his father. What shall we do?” she teased.
They were both all smiles the next day at work and could think of nothing else but the night ahead. Around lunchtime, Brian called Roberto to see if they could come by for dinner and maybe stay for the actual meal this time. Roberto assured him that there would be a table waiting for them.
With the work day at a close, everyone was scampering out to start their weekend. Brian was finishing up a proposal when in she walked. He would never tire of her radiant smile and the way she looked at him.
“So, since you have me all to yourself until tomorrow afternoon, what are our plans?” she pried with a sexy grin.
“Well, at first, I was just going to take you home, strap you to my bed and use you for my unending pleasure,” Brian baited before pausing for effect. A look of mock shock appeared on Sandy’s face before it gradually turned to lustful yearning as she moved to Brian’s lap. She kissed him achingly for a time until they were both nearing hysteria.
Slowing it down so that he could speak, Brian panted, “Damn girl, we’re definitely doing that, but first, I’m going to take you to a proper dinner at Roberto’s. So hop off my lap and give me a minute to adjust myself so we can walk over there without getting me arrested.”
After one last tender kiss, Sandy replied, Okay,” before standing and smoothing out her flowery mid-thigh dress.
The dinner was superb, and Roberto stopped by several times to check on them to reiterate how happy he was that they were finally together. With the check paid and their bellies pleasantly full, the couple headed back to the office, where they each got in their cars and drove to Brian’s house. Once inside, the two of them dropped their things by the door and gingerly removed each other’s clothing before Brian picked Sandy up and carried her to his bed.
The rest of the evening was a blur of sexual satisfaction and unending climaxes that only new love and twenty-somethings can maintain until the early morning hours. With their needs temporarily appeased, they slept until early afternoon when Sandy’s phone alarm prompted them to rise. With a full hour before she needed to be home to gather her son, Sandy snuggled up close to Brian. With the need for caffeine commanding him, Brian slipped from the bed with her wrapped firmly around his torso.
He held her close while stumbling into the kitchen. Sandy, for her part, used all four limbs to envelope his body and her lips to kiss all over his face. With the coffee brewing, his lips turned to hers while his rigid prick slipped inside her warm and welcoming puss. They kept a slow and enjoyable pace, with their lips never parting. When the coffee was finished, Brian made a cup for each of them while still inserted inside Sandy’s affectionate nest. They each took a few sips before Brian headed for the bathroom.
Turning on the shower, Brian stepped inside, pressing Sandy against the cool tile before ramping up his pace and bringing them both to a quick and wondrous climax. Panting as he slipped from her flooded womb, Brian lowered her so that she could stand on her own as they went about cleaning each other very thoroughly. Sandy reluctantly headed home, and the two spent the rest of the time leading up to the bachelorette party, planning and stealing every free moment to make love to each other.
The big night had arrived, and they both met James at the hotel where the party was being held. The room was a suite, and Sandy would enter via the bottom of a catering cart. Once the fun began, she would have to make her way to the bedroom to wait for the event.
Brian, on the other hand, was dressed in a tearaway skintight cop uniform with a thong on underneath. Since he wasn’t exactly the best dancer, the other two guys would do their best to pick up the slack while he sported what God gave him.
The guys knocked on the door, and as one of the girls opened it, they all shouted, “Virginity police! We’re here to make sure there aren’t any in this room.”
The girl slyly replied, “Oh, but we’re all virgins in this room. What shall we do, Officer?”
One of Brian’s cohorts answered, “No worries, Ma’am, we’ll take good care of all of you,” with a sly grin on his face. The three mock Policemen strutted into the room, closing the door behind them while turning up some dancing music that began playing from one of their phones. The guys wormed their way through the crowd of twenty or so women, getting felt up by all of them.
The next song on the playlist was Macho Man, and during this song, all three men tore their faux uniforms from their bodies in one quick jerk. Ironically, it was the first time that Brian was able to do it in one pull. All of his practice tugs required at least two attempts. And each time he would get it off, Sandy would attack him, leaving his practice time much reduced.
Proud that he was finally able to accomplish the task in one try, Brian was initially oblivious to the fact that several of the ladies were feeling him up hungrily. Snapping out of his delirium, Brian saw that two of them were gripping his growing prick through the thong while the others were rubbing his chest and ass. Knowing that his hard-on would soon be escaping the lip of the thong, Brian shoed them away before trying to mimic the other guy’s dance routine.
The girls kept close while occasionally grazing Brian’s prick, keeping it on the edge of breaking free at any moment. Looking around the room as he pumped and ground in time to the music, Brian noticed Christina staring at his swollen prick pretty hard while she downed a couple of glasses of champagne. Moving closer, she finally worked her way to the front. Forgetting any sense of dignity, Christina dropped to her knees in front of Brian while pulling his thong down with her.
Within seconds Christina had Brian’s cock halfway down her throat with both hands gripping his taut ass. Brian had been searching the room for Sandy for a sign that she was ready to film the deed. Hearing the increase in hoots and hollers from the other girls, Sandy appeared at the bedroom door, motioning for Brian to bring Christina that way. Brian finally saw her and winked his response. The crowd began chanting, “Suck him, suck him, suck him!”
Out of nowhere came a lone, “Fuck him!” above the deafening throng. Within seconds the chant had changed to match that one initial shout. With everyone, including the two other guys yelling, “Fuck him, fuck him!” Christina rose and pulled him by his rigid appendage toward the bedroom. Several of the other girls tried to follow, but Brian closed and locked the door after passing through.
Kneeling by the bed, Christina began slurping on Brian’s prick again. Sandy had been hiding under the bed and moved into the perfect position to get Christina’s face, and she zealously fellated Brian. Sandy had watched the whole scene out in the living room of the suite as all the drunk whores looked to have her Brian for themselves. Between their enthusiasm and Christina’s, Sandy was about as sexually charged as she’d ever been.
Wearing one of the catering outfits that included a white blouse and knee-length black skirt, Sandy had already removed her panties. With one hand holding her phone to record Christina’s actions, Sandy allowed her free hand to permeate her slippery puss. Nearing orgasm, Sandy remembered what they were there for and stopped her ministrations. Moving to the opposite side of the bed, still underneath the mattress, Sandy appeared out of Christina’s line of sight.
Standing up, Sandy gently tapped Brian on the shoulder and motioned for him to get Christina on the bed for a good fucking. Brian acknowledged the message, and Sandy moved back under the bed momentarily.
Imitating a deep voice, Brian spouted, “Hey, Baby, you want some of that between your legs?”
Pulling her mouth from his steel rod, Christina yelled, “Fuck, yes, I do!” as Brian pulled her to her feet. Grabbing her under her arms, Brian spun around and placed Christina on the bed in a seated position. Obviously planning on getting laid at her bachelorette party, Sandy was adorned in a white miniskirt and a white t-shirt that simply read Bride.
Brian jerked down her skirt and panties, throwing them across the room before pulling off her t-shirt, leaving her naked except for her white sneakers. Bending down, Brian retrieved a condom from his shoe and quickly applied it to his cock. Spreading her legs and moving forward, he pressed against her slick labia. Reaching for her tits, Brian worked her nipples the way he knew she liked it as he gradually slipped inside.
For a fleeting moment, he thought Christina recognized him even with the full face covering. However, it quickly passed when he reached the back of her vaginal canal. “God, yesss,” pierced the room as Christina came hard on his invading dong, and it was only the first stroke.
Sandy took that moment to move out from under the bed and position herself behind Brian’s near-naked form. She began filming like she’d done with Lizzy, from between his legs. This time, however, he was basically nude compared to the last time.
With a tap on the ass from Sandy, Brian began a deep thrusting into Christina’s trembling body. Just as her Mother did before her, Christina released a torrent of godly worship and foul language throughout multiple climaxes, which were all caught on video. Even the conspicuous daily newspaper was filmed to add validity to the date. Unlike Lizzy, Christina didn’t pass out from her numerous peaks but only begged for more, including anal.
Brian glanced at Sandy for advice, and she quickly gave a thumbs-up to the deed as she moved to a chair out of Christina’s line of sight and flipped up her skirt, revealing her needy slit. Brian watched in awe of his beautiful girl, daring to expose herself with Christina right there. As Sandy began to finger herself, Brian stated, “Are you sure?” as a question to both women at the same time.
Christina responded without hesitation, “Yes, get that baseball bat-sized cock of yours in my ass now!”
At the same time, Sandy shook her head in the affirmative as three fingers dug deeply into her splayed entrance. With her legs over the armrests and her head laid back, Sandy was a sight to see.
Looking back at Christina’s crotch, Brian pushed her legs back toward her chest as he rimmed her pucker with his latex-covered spear.
“Oh, fuck yesss… fuck my slutty little ass,” Christina wailed as Brian began opening her pucker. With continuous pressure, Brian popped inside as he mentally agreed with the slutty ass comment. Christina sucked deeply as he continued forward, filling her colon with his man meat. Only able to get about half inside, Brian was nonetheless impressed that she could take that much without ripping in half.
As he remained still, Brian watched the wild convulsions spread across Christina’s sweat-covered body. She seemed in a fit of continual orgasms from the overload of titillation that she was receiving from his anal incursion. Pulling out slowly only added to the electrifying event, that is, until he popped out, causing her to black out moments later. Sandy moved over quickly with her phone in hand to record the gaping holes of Christina.
With Christina unconscious, Sandy pulled off Brian’s condom and dropped to the floor, pulling him with her for a good hammering. They both came rather quickly before getting back up. Sandy pulled out a change of clothes for Brian, and they both took the bedroom entrance to the hallway to make their escape. They headed back to Brian’s house to forward the recording to her friend and to have a slower-paced entanglement.
The next day they snuck into the reception just before the recording began to play for all the attending guests. Needless to say, the wedding afterparty didn’t go well, with most of the guests leaving in a disgusted huff. Shane left the party with most of the others after Christina pleaded with him to stay, claiming that it wasn’t her but some kind of computer trickery.
“I feel sorry for her more than anything,” Brian stated as they surveyed the carnage from a distance. “But, I do have to say that in the end, everyone got what they deserved, including us,” he added while kissing Sandy fervently in the supply closet that they occupied.
With them both wanting more, they hopped into his car, returned to his home, and made love.
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Fast forward six months, and they were walking down the street with Sandy’s son on the way to the movie theater. Exiting the theater was Christina with another girl, arm in arm. As she neared the three of them, she offered, “Congratulations on your wedding and the bun in the oven. Oh, and thanks for the wake-up call that you gave me six months ago. I’ve never been happier,” she stated while kissing the girl on the lips and continuing on.
The End.
