I See What You Did There

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“This might be a bad time to bring this up, honey, but I met this real sexy black guy at the gym today. He asked me to go out with him Saturday. Ordinarily, I turn other men down, but he’s a real hunk and I really want to fuck him - OMG, honey, did you just shoot your load!” 

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WEDDING CONFESSION

My boyfriend Mark’s older sister got married last October when I was still 18.  Like me, he has two sisters and I consider them my own sisters now since I’ve known them over ten years and been in the family dating Mark for the last four.  We even introduce each other as sisters.  It was Mark’s older sister that got me to go out with him in the first place, but that’s a story for another day.

This story/confession of today takes place at her wedding reception.  There were two waiters that I had my eye on and they both were working our table.  I wasn’t a bridesmaid for her, but was sitting at the first family table with my boyfriend and his immediate family.  I was a bit bummed out that she didn’t pick me to be her bridesmaid, but Mark told me his mom said it wouldn’t be appropriate until we’re married.  The truth is their mom hates me so it was her way of fucking with me, I’m sure.

You may have guessed that the waiters were black, you know me too well lol.  So as the night went on and some of my boyfriend’s older uncles kept handing me drinks I got a bit “flirty” with the waiters when I saw them.  They made sure to take my empty glasses and make small talk as they did.  I wrote down my number on two different cocktail napkins to hand to each of them without anyone else seeing.

While I was in the ladies room I got a text from an unknown number that told me to “meet me in the upstairs ladies room right now”.  I wasn’t about to let my new dress, my expensive hair styling, perfect makeup and nails all go to waste on my boyfriend that night, so I journeyed unseen to the “off-limits to guests” private upstairs ladies room that was used just for the bride and bridesmaids, still unsure which of the two waiters I was even going to meet!

I opened the door to just a big open room with no one in it.  Then I heard a light, whispered “Jenny, back here” from one of the stalls, the big handicapped one.  I walked over, still nervous, but extremely curious and horny as ever for some big black cock.  I pushed the mostly closed door open and when I saw who it was, my jaw hit the fucking floor.  My boyfriend’s sister standing there in her gorgeous dress looking like an angel in white.  Albeit a very drunk angel  ;)

She took my hands and started to apologize for not having me be a bridesmaid and about her mom and why she couldn’t do it, about how she lost her phone earlier and what a wreck she’s been today (she texted me from her husband’s phone), as I nodded and told her I understood and tried to make her feel better… out of the blue she kissed me.  Just mid-sentence started to kiss me and I kissed her back.  Hard.

I’ve had fantasies of fucking someone else on MY wedding night, but I never thought I’d be the one fucking the bride!  Now for background, yes we had kissed before this.  She was in fact, my very first kiss.  Over the years she’s thrown it in Mark’s face when she’s seen us kiss that he should thank her for teaching me so good.  She’s kissed me a few more times through the years in front of him.  He’s never complained.

This was different though, this was more than some drunk kiss or two curious girls wagging their tongues around in each other’s mouths for fun.  This was a serious I-want-to-fuck-you-now type of kiss!

We stood there locked in a passionate embrace, the single hottest kiss of my life and I’d be willing to bet hers too.  Then she reached between my legs and began rubbing my pussy through my panties, something she hadn’t done in a long time.  I moaned into her mouth as she pushed them aside and fingered me.  I had to be more careful with her and her gorgeous dress, but I was able to pull it up high enough to extend the same pleasures back to her, teasing her clit and around the edges of her pussy before finally plunging two fingers inside her.  Overwhelmed by the moment I dropped to my knees as she held onto the bar behind her, I pulled her panties off and handed them to her as I held her dress up so that my eyes could stay locked on hers as my tongue began to dance around her just married, freshly waxed bald pussy.

Yes my knees hurt on that tile floor, but the only thing I could focus on was to give this beautifully blushing bride her first marital orgasm and that mission was accomplished in short order as she clutched the back of my head as I thrust my twirling tongue deep into her gushing pussy.  I pulled off for just a moment to tell her how much I missed her pussy and she began to shiver, quiver and shake, holding me tight as her sweet juices dripped from my triumphant mouth.

She looked down and apologized for the mess she made of me, but I just smiled and gave her a yummy taste-your-own-cum kiss.  She asked, “Do you want me to…”  I just stopped her and told her I didn’t want to mess up her makeup any more than I had as I grabbed her hand and put it back between my legs.  She fingered me, kissed my neck, pulled my dress down to suck on my nipples and gave me an orgasm that I’ll NEVER forget.  That moment has made me cum about a hundred times since.

We cleaned ourselves up as best as we could and headed back down to the reception, holding hands.  When anyone asked where we went off to for so long, we just told them she needed help with her dress.  Since that day, whenever we want to go play somewhere, we just say “I need help with my dress” and we never say no to a friend in need  ;)

P.S. If you’re wondering if I went to go find my boyfriend right after this to go give him a big kiss…  Do you seriously think I’d miss an opportunity like that?!?? 

XoXo Jenny