Karen and I planned to marry on June 23, 2007, at a quaint little chapel on the outskirts of Eureka Springs, Arkansas. The chapel was a log cabin, and the package included a two-night stay in one of their cabins.
We decided to arrive there a day early, leaving early on Thursday morning.
We arrived at the courthouse, secured our marriage license, and toured the main street attractions.
We had our pictures taken at a photography shop with me as an outlaw and Karen as a bar hussy. They turned out great, and I had them framed.
After dinner at a quaint little café off the main street, we needed to secure a room for the night, as we could not check into our cabin until after four on Friday afternoon.
The only room we could rent for the night was on the highway outside of town. They had hourly and night rates, so it was a ‘No tell motel.’ We did not care as it would only be for one night.
Karen went swimming and relaxed in the hot tub next to the pool. I told her to remove her swimsuit, which she did, and she tossed it at me. I placed it on one of the lounge chairs around the pool.
My future wife asked me to get her a soda from the vending machine in the lobby. I left her there naked as I returned to our room to secure some money to purchase both of us a soda to drink.
When I returned with the sodas, I found my wife in the hot tub, still naked, with four young black men. Their swimsuits were lying on the concrete next to the hot tube.
All eyes were focused on my naked white wife as she conversed with the men.
They told Karen they were there for a bachelor party the following night and could not afford to secure a woman for entertainment.
I asked the men if they would enjoy the company of my older white future wife. We could combine the two parties since she did not have a bachelorette party. They expected that there would be six to eight men at the party, and Karen was agreeable to that.
I had Karen walk with the men to their room, where she could audition for the party. She would be theirs for the night if they were satisfied with her performance. After she serviced the four men, they all agreed that she would be a welcome addition to their Party.
Karen exited the men’s room and walked towards our room. She was still naked and covered in sweat with the men’s sperm running down the insides of her legs. She showered, and we went to bed. We slept till noon and did not check out of our room, keeping it for another night.
We dressed and drove to town to find a restaurant or café that served breakfast. After we ate, we headed to the cabin we had rented from Friday night until Sunday morning and settled in.
Around eight that night, Karen prepared herself for the Bachler/Bachelorette party. She meticulously prepared her hair and makeup. She looked radiant as she stood before me, wearing only her stockings. She grabbed a short, sheer robe to wear as she knew that she would be naked all night.
Upon our arrival at the motel, we walked through the lobby to our room. It was apparent by the looks Karen received that they could see that she was naked under her short, almost transparent robe.
Our room had sliding glass doors leading to the pool area. About a dozen young black men were lounging around the pool. After being assured that these men were there for the Bachler party, she removed her robe and stood naked in front of the men. She commented that there were more men than she had expected but that she would still entertain them at their party.
The groom told us that their room was too small to accommodate all the men, so they decided to have the party poolside. They had already placed a mattress next to the pool for her comfort.
My future wife knew she would perform for these men and anyone else at the motel. She expected that even more men would use her, and she would have no control over this. Knowing this, she agreed to be the entertainment for the night.
The groom took my future wife by the hand and escorted her to the mattress next to the pool. She lay down and invited him to join her. He mounted her and started to fuck her as Karen held him tight to her chest and gave him a long kiss.
The groom and Karen performed quite well, and you could tell by their expressions that it was enjoyable for both.
It did not take long for the groom to explode deep inside Karen as he planted the first fertile seeds of the night deep inside her. She held him tight to her body until he was finished.
Karen lay there on the mattress and hoped that the experience with the other men would be as enjoyable. She knew that the groom was only the first of eleven or maybe more men who would enjoy her before the night was over.
As the night progressed, the eleven young black men from the party took their turn enjoying and being enjoyed by my ‘sexy white wife.’ She put on quite a show.
There were a few other men who had watched my future wife being gangbanged by the men from the ‘Bachelor party’ and wanted to join in on the fun. The groom offered up Karen for their enjoyment, to which they happily agreed and took a turn enjoying my future wife.
When the last man finished enjoying her, my future wife stood up, bowed to the men, and thanked them for such a memorable and enjoyable night.
We retired to our room, and Karen showered as I checked out of the motel. We drove to our cabin, where we slept until it was time to prepare for our wedding later that afternoon.
As usual, Karen was meticulous with her preparation. Her hair and makeup were perfect, and she looked radiant when she entered the chapel in her wedding dress.
By one PM, we were man and wife, and I got to kiss the bride for the first time, with her as my wife.
