After a little over six years, Karen stopped performing at the underground black gentleman’s club, and we decided to get married. I made the decision to give her a formal wedding because she had never had one before.
Our wedding preparation began. Karen opted for a stunning wedding dress and veil to put on. She aimed for a small, private wedding outside of town. Eureka Springs, Arkansas, was selected by us as the location. My Harley has taken us on several bike rides, and we’ve always had a great time. Because of my work schedule, we decided the best day for us to be married was Saturday, June-twenty-third and the year was two-thousand and seven. Finding a place for the wedding is now my responsibility.
After sifting through numerous wedding venues, I finally found one that was free on that date and Karen fell head over heels for it. On the shore of a massive lake, it was located just outside of Eureka Springs. The chapel was constructed out of logs. We rented one of their other log cabins for the weekend, checking in on Friday and leaving on Sunday.
The fact that this was Karen’s first formal church wedding made her really excited about our upcoming wedding. On Thursday morning, we made the decision to leave for Eureka Springs. Due to the cabin not being available until Friday afternoon, we decided to stay at a small motel off the highway just outside town. Despite being in the middle of the summer tourist season, it was nearly deserted. After checking in, we found out that it was a no-tell motel.
Even though most of the rooms were booked by the hour, there were a few that were reserved for people who were just passing through. The rooms were both spacious and well-kept. The courtyard was where the pool and Jacuzzi tub were located, and they were clean.
After we got settled into our room, we were starving after our drive and asked for the address of a good restaurant where we could dine. They suggested a nice restaurant with excellent seafood that is just up the highway from the motel. Despite being in the middle of nowhere, just off the highway, we enjoyed a fantastic meal of steak and lobster.
Upon our return to the motel, it was already dark. Karen made the choice to go for a swim and unwind in the hot tub. I advised her to only bring a towel with her because she hadn’t packed a suit in case someone decided to join her. I observed her skinny-dipping in the pool before heading to the hot tub.
Karen sat naked in the hot tub after leaving her towel by the pool. A group of four young black men walked up and asked if they could join her in the hot tub and I informed them that that would be okay with me, leaving my sexy fifty-six-year-old, white, future wife naked in the hot tub with four young black men.
After a while getting to know everybody, they asked why we were in town, and Karen told them we were to be married on Saturday, the men then told us that they were there for a bachelor party Friday night. She inquired about the party’s size, and they informed her that the groom and the best man would be joining them on Friday evening.
I inquired about their entertainment plans, but they informed us that they were unable to afford a woman to entertain everyone. I informed the men that I had no bachelor party of my own. My future wife would be the entertainment if they allowed me to participate in the fun at their party. I had Karen stand up, hold her arms above her head and slowly turn around, giving the four men the full view of just what I was offering as the party entertainment. Karen and the men came to an agreement, and we all retreated to our room to allow the men to sample what she would give everyone at the bachelor party the next night.
Instead of checking out the following morning, we rented our room for another night. After driving to our rented cabin, we settled in. We returned to the restaurant where we had a great dinner and had dinner again. The steaks’ excellent quality led us to order filet mignon. It was great.
As we drove back to the motel, I could see that Karen was nervously excited about her entertaining a half dozen young black men that she was old enough to be their mother at the party. Our plan was to meet them by the pool at ten o’clock to commence the party. Karen became completely naked in our room, and we walked across the courtyard to the pool.
When we arrived at the pool, she stood naked in front of the men who she would spend the rest of the night entertaining. Although there were twice as many men as she had agreed to party with, she still agreed to entertain them, nonetheless. We opted for a much more risqué party by the pool because our room and theirs were too small for a party of this size.
The first man to be served by her was the groom. She had him lie naked on the mattress that the men retrieved from their room, and my future wife climbed on top of him and guided his large black penis inside her. She rode him as if she was on a bucking bronco until she felt he was about to cum. She made one last thrust, putting him balls deep inside her as he exploded in ecstasy.
The best man was next, and she serviced him in the same way. The first two men’s sperm spilled out of her pussy when she dismounted him. Subsequently, the enjoyment grew more intense. Though not happy with the idea, the men decided that they would make my future wife airtight. To the delight of the crowd that had gathered to see the show that the sexy white woman was putting on, she spent the rest of the night with the men playing leapfrog on her. As soon as one man came in her, another man filled the hole he had just vacated. She tolerated the abuse to her body and remained committed until all the men were pleased with her performance.
My future wife’s performance was a hit with all the men, leading to a great show. Karen showered, as I checked us out of the motel and then we drove back to the cabin for some sleep and the next morning she prepared for our wedding that afternoon.
