THE WEDDING WAS BORING, TILL SHE MET THE GROOM’S FRIEND

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Last summer my older sister Becky got married, and the reception was held at a large hotel in our area. The place was packed with relatives and friends. There was a bar and a DJ, and everybody was singing and dancing and enjoying themselves. Everybody but me. I was bored to tears, especially because no one would let me drink, as I was under 21.

At one point I went out to the lobby of the hotel just for a change of scene. After a while a guy of about 30 came out and started talking to me, saying he was a friend of the groom. He was bored too, he said, as he wasn’t into singing and dancing. He told me his name was Tony, and that his wife was in there having fun with everyone else, just like my stupid boyfriend.

After a few minutes he invited me up to his room, which was on the fourth floor of the hotel. He said that if they wouldn’t let me drink down there, he would let me drink with him. I knew I probably shouldn’t, but I said okay.

On the way up to the room he asked me how old I was, and I told him 18. Then he asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I said I did. Maybe I didn’t say it with much enthusiasm, because he then asked if he could kiss me. So I let him.

As we kissed I felt his hand on my nylon-covered thigh. When we broke the kiss he asked if I had ever had sex. I shook my head no. He was still rubbing my thigh, his hand slowly going higher. When he asked if I was okay, I knew what he meant, and I nodded yes. I was totally cool with someone way older than me wanting me like this, even though I knew he was married. I liked the thrill, especially knowing what might happen if his wife caught us.

When we reached his room he kissed me again, his hand now reaching the crotch of my panties, and I let him rub me until got wet. He took my hand and put it on his crotch, and I could feel his hard-on. That was a real thrill for me.

Next he told me to get on my knees on the floor, and when I did he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. He told me to suck it, so I obeyed. This was much more than I had ever done with my boyfriend. The most we ever did was kiss and rub each other till we came.

Even so, I knew basically what to do, so I first I kissed and licked the tip of his cock, and then the shaft. Then I opened my mouth and he slid it in. He told me to hold and fondle his balls, which I did. He was really getting off on it, and after a minute he said he’d love to come in my mouth. As I looked up at him with wide eyes, he began to twitch and pulse in my mouth, grabbing my hair as he gasped, “Yeah, baby, swallow it all like a good girl.” I didn’t know what else to do, so I did, gulping his salty fluid as fast as I could to keep from gagging.

When he was done shooting he released my head and, with one motion, lifted me up and laid me on the bed. He pushed my dress up to my waist, then tugged my pantyhose and panties down and parted my legs, his head going between my thighs. The feeling of his mouth and tongue on my pussy drove me crazy, and he made me come in record time.

As I was in the throes of climax he got his pants down and climbed on top of me, and I felt his hard cock rub against my belly before he took it in his hand and guided it between my thighs. He rubbed it against my pussy, and it felt so good I was squirming.

“Are you ready?” he asked, and I nodded breathlessly. He spread my legs open some more and started pushing into me. “Damn!” he exclaimed. “You’re so damn tight!”

I felt his cock probe deeply into me, and it didn’t hurt as badly as I expected. Before I realized it he was urgently thrusting away between my legs as he worked my top down to suck and bite my hard nipples. I got so excited that I began humping my hips up to meet his thrusts, and when I came again it was incredible! My climax must have triggered his, because I felt his cock jump inside me as he came. I felt several hard spurts, and then we were done, both of us gasping and panting for breath.

After some light, tender kisses Tony said that we’d better get back to the reception, but when we got there it turned out we hadn’t even been missed. I saw Tony go to join his wife, and I looked around for my boyfriend, wondering how he would ever be able to satisfy me as Tony had. But then I figured I might be able to teach him now.

—Name and address withheld



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