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Creampie Wedding Story

  

  

  

Clem stood at the alter, nervously waiting for the first appearance of his fiancé. He had those jitters common among grooms, but he was excited to be marrying Lori. Lori was going to be a wonderful wife, he had no doubts. He wanted to start their new life together.

 

He also wanted desperately to be with Lori. Theirs was a strange situation, not only because they had not been together yet. That was strange enough in today's society. But even stranger was the fact that neither of them were virgins!

 

Clem had plenty of experience before "regaining his virginity" by taking a vow of celibacy until he was married. He had taken the vow 6 months before meeting Lori, and most of the women he had dated didn't understand. They thought he was uninterested, when in fact he was just trying to regain some sexual purity.

 

He met Lori in a support group called Virginal Again. She too had been having difficulty, and they had hit it off straight away. Soon they were dating, and less than 3 months later he was sure he wanted to spend his live with her, and he proposed marriage.

 

He knew she had been sexually active before reclaiming her virginity, but the extent of it was learned after proposing. Before she accepted his proposal, she tearfully recounted her sexual exploits. She had done it all. Slept with men, both one-on-one and with groups. She had even been the star attraction at several gangbangs where each man had been required to do a "round robin" (mouth, pussy, ass, and hand). She had even indulged in one amateur porn movie, where she sucked man after man off, allowing them to cover her face with cum. Her sex-filled trips to New Orleans' Bourbon Street were the stuff of legend. By the time she got into her lesbian affairs, his head was spinning.

 

She tried to get him to think it over and possibly retract his proposal. But Clem knew he could live with her past if she could. He would focus on the future and the wonderful Lori he knew her to be. That other Lori… she wasn't real to him. She pledged that she would remain a virgin until they married, and then she would be his.

 

Now, 4 months later, he stood looking up the aisle for the appearance of Lori. He was impatient as the bridesmaids came down the aisle, and when she appeared with her father he could not stop smiling.

 

In the limousine that took them to the reception at the Adam's Mark, she leaned over and whispered that she could hardly wait for the wedding bed. He got excited, imagining the soft nakedness he had not yet seen. Her hand found his cock, cupping it casually as they continued to the hotel.

 

Throughout the reception, countless bullshit happened to keep them from each other. His family had traveled thousands of miles to be at the wedding (he grew up thousands of miles from where he and Lori lived). They insisted on having family portraits taken. Shots of tequila with his groomsmen and drinking buddies were required. It seemed to him that it was a conspiracy to keep him from Lori, to heighten his desire for her. In that regard, he was perfectly happy because he knew he was going to finally partake of her greatest of gifts.

 

Around 11:00pm, his best man Jake gripped his arm and pulled him away from yet another table of his relatives. "Dude, Lori is passed out in the lady's room," he whispered. Clem had been aware that Lori was imbibing, but he didn't know how much she had been drinking.

 

He went to the Lady's room, where the maid of honor Peggy was anxiously waiting. "Lori has been starving herself to fit into her gown," she fretted, "and I think she has been taking diet pills. Anyways, she's passed out in one of the stalls."

 

Clem strode purposely into the bathroom, and found his new wife slumped on a toilet. What a difference in appearance! From waist up, she was a vision of loveliness. Antique lace, dried flowers, pretty makeup, shellacked updo… she was gorgeous. From the waist down was a different story. Her dress was hiked up, her blue silk panties caught on her ankles. Clem couldn't bear it.

 

"Jake, can you get a couple guys to help you take her up to our room?" he asked. "I think if I help people will notice we are both missing and start asking questions."

 

Jake took his hand in a firm grip. "I'll take care of it, buddy!" he said.

 

Jake forced himself to return to the party and to not fret over Lori. Gone was his image of resuming his sexual life on his wedding night. Now he hoped only to avoid scandal and that Lori could not have too large a hangover when they left for their honeymoon late the next morning. He also ran over what he was going to say about her diet pills and starving herself.

 

He finally caught sight of Jake an hour later. Casually moving to his side, he inquired quietly about his new wife.

 

"We put her on the bed in her dress," Jake explained, "and one of us is taking turns staying with her in case she gets sick. That way it won't be too obvious someone is missing, and we'll rotate every twenty minutes." He paused. "Man, she's messed up."

 

"I appreciate you guys taking care of her," Clem said gratefully. "If I could just get rid of these people…"

 

"Dude, its your wedding night and all these people came here to be with you and wish you well. Don't shortchange them."

 

"You're right," Clem agreed. "You're pretty wise. Guess that's why you're best man," he smiled.

 

"That and I got a bigger dick than you," Jake ribbed him.

 

"You wish!"

 

"Here's Peggy," Jake said, pointing out the maid of honor. "She had the second rotation. Bill's up there now. I'll go see what's up and you can get back to mingling."

 

For Clem, the night seemed to drag on. He danced with his Mom, with his sister, and with Peggy. He ribbed her about making out at his reception. "Who you been kissing?" he asked slyly. Peggy was Lori's best and oldest friend, surviving Lori's wild years. Lori let on that Peggy had also been a wild girl.

 

"What makes you think I've been kissing someone?" she asked.

 

"C'mon," Clem smiled, "do I have to check all the guys to see who is wearing your dark red lipstick?"

 

Peggy blushed, but explained she must have smeared it having a drink. 'Sure', Clem thought. He didn't say he'd probably find it all over some guy's cock if checked everyone.

 

He watched the guys rotate in and out, observing as they laughed and apparently joked about Lori's condition. He knew she'd be mortified in the morning, and that it would take a while to live it down, but at least it was her closest friends. They weren't likely to blab. He could almost feel their compassion as the stole guilty looks in his direction. Then they broke into shit-eatin' grins.

 

Finally, he stole away from the party himself before the party officially ended. No one would blame him and Lori for starting their honeymoon and neglecting their guests. The truth is that he couldn't face their questions when leaving. "Where is Lori?" they would ask if he alone thanked them for coming.

 

Alex, Lori's seventeen year-old brother and junior groomsman was sitting in a chair next to her when Clem got to their room. Alex bore a serious expression, as if he would hold this occasion secret for the rest of his life. Clem thanked him, and locked the door behind him.

 

He began to disrobe, looking at his bride. She looked like she was drifting in and out of a fitful sleep. No doubt she was woozy from the liquor, perhaps was experiencing bed spins. Even so, she was glorious lying on their wedding bed. Her custom designer dress had been laid out carefully to avoid wrinkling. It was a beautiful dress, costing as much as a nice down payment on a house, but she had wanted it and she looked stunning in it. No wonder she had tried her mightiest to fit into it!

 

Her face was still artfully made up. She had been lying on her back, and so it hadn't rubbed off. Her hair, glued up and arranged just so, decorated with flowers, was still nearly perfect as well. As he dropped his trousers, Clem wondered how many bottles of hairspray they had used.

 

Clem loved her, and wanted her. He did every time he saw her, and now it was legal and she was especially beautiful. Of its own accord, his cock began to grow, even though he knew taking advantage of her while she was passed out was wrong. The thought, though, gave him a guilty thrill.

 

He decided he would wake her in the morning by eating her pussy. Clem loved licking pussy, and he could hardly wait. But to wake her that way, he would need her nude in the morning, which meant disrobing her now. They would sleep nude together, he decided, and he would wake her with a nice first orgasm.

 

He quickly discovered the plan was going to be harder than he thought. He learned that to remove her dress would require undoing a thousand buttons on the back of her dress. Rolling her over could wake her, as fitfully as she was sleeping. He changed his plan in mid-stream, deciding to let her sleep in the dress but to remove her panties. She would wake in the morning to discover him beneath her skirt. That would be a kinky way to start their married life, which he thought was a good thing.

 

Carefully raising her skirt, he first saw the garter that Jake had put on after catching it. It was waaaaay up her thigh; there had been hoots at that. Next Clem saw her blue silk panties. His eyes narrowed as he saw how wet the crotch was. He could only imagine the sexy dreams his new wife was having in her intoxicated state. She had wanted him as much as he wanted her.

 

Carefully, he pulled her panties off to reveal her pussy for the first time. His first impression is that she hadn't been lying about her early sexual promiscuity. Her pussy looked like a battle-worn porn star's! The lips were extended, with signs of heavy use. He had a perfect view of her cunt, because she had shaven herself in preparation for their wedding night.

 

He also had a perfect view of smeared lipstick all over her pussy. It was red, like Peggy's. His face burned as he realized Lori's maid of honor had taken advantage of Lori being passed out. Lori said she had enjoyed many lesbian encounters, and maybe that's why she and Peggy were best friends.

 

Now Clem was horribly aroused. He felt shamed, which mysteriously increased his arousal. He could almost picture Peggy laying between Lori's legs, her french roll littered with baby's breath moving up and down as she slid her tongue between Lori's gigantic lips. Slowly, Clem laid on the bed, re-enacting the moment. He had to suck Lori's pussy, drunk or not.

 

"Mmmmm, yeah baby," Lori purred, her soft voice sounding as if she were talking in her sleep. Clem touched his tongue to her, then penetrated between her lips, which spread prettily for him and laid on his cheek. "Yeah Peggy, eat me baby." Shit! She was reliving the moment too. Unable to stop himself, Clem buried his tongue into his wife, then he took a suck at her.

 

He pulled back, totally surprised at the flavor. It was pungent, but not 'clear' as he had found cuntjuice before. It was thicker, rather strong but not in the tangy way he enjoyed. He pulled his head back to look, and saw that she was now emitting a white river of goo.

 

"Oh my God!" Clem croaked. "That's semen!" He recognized it from his own lurid past, where he had left many a girl dripping with his cum. He had been licking sperm from his own wife. He felt a strong outrage, and yet he was aroused still more! "My God," he muttered, "I've been cuckolded by my own friends!" Out of control, he pressed his face back into his wife's crotch.

 

"Yeah baby, eat it," she cooed as his tongue darted into her sopping spread hole. "Eat their cum," she moaned, delirious.

 

"How many men had you?" he asked, not knowing if she would answer in her drunken sleep. He dipped a finger in, pulling out completely coated with white cream.

 

"MMmm, all the groomsmen except my brother, Peggy," she replied with a sigh. "And my father-in-law. Twice."

 

Clem was too mortified to even notice she was waking up more. He had four groomsmen, so she had been fucked by three men. And his dad, twice. All the while he had been chatting with relatives. How could he look at them again?

 

Even so, his tongue was a blur as he slathered her clit and plunged into her pussy again and again. "I'm sucking cum…" he told himself, thrilled with the idea. "Oh my God, I'm eating my dad's cum."

 

Lori began to rub her hips against his mouth, whimpering a little as she sought to cum. He plunged his fingers into her, getting them slick with the cream while slurping at her clit. Lori came, and Clem saw a torrent of sperm slide out. He sucked and licked at it anxiously, lest it ruin the dress she was lying on.

 

"Oh God," she sighed when she came back. "Now Peggy, stick your fat cock in me and give me another load."

 

Shocked, Clem looked up to see his wife smiling at him. "You're awake?" he asked, embarrassed.

 

"Yes, Peggy," she grinned. "Since you came in." She crooked a finger, beckoning him up to kiss her. He moved up to kiss his wonderful bride, feeling out of control as she probed his mouth with her tongue. "MMmmm, yes, you taste like a nice big creampie."

 

"Damn!" he exclaimed.

 

"Now, baby, why don't you gonna fuck me and then eat your cum out while I tell you about the evening?" she asked. She sighed and moved against him as he slid his steel-hard erection into her welcoming pussy. "I'm glad we started off our marriage right, aren't you?"

 

Clem thought about fucking her, and having his cock swimming in other men's cum.

 

"Yes, babe," he said, increasing his tempo to find the completion that would consummate their marriage.

 

**** THE END ****

 

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