The day had arrived at last. I awoke on my wedding day a bit confused but very excited. I was getting married today to the girl of my dreams. She was the most perfect, sweet, wonderful girl in the world, except for the cruel streak that had showed its face in recent weeks. From the outside looking in, she was the perfect little 'church girl'. She was wholesomely attractive, well-mannered, clean, polite, kind, etc. as far as everyone knew. She would also be, as far as everyone knew, a pristine virgin on our wedding night. Myself and a few others knew better but we weren't talking. In spite of my reservations, I couldn't take the chance of losing her. Sure, she had some flaws but who doesn't? I was hoping that those flaws would disappear over the course of our marriage (the earlier the better) but even if they didn't, I was still madly in love with her and wanted to make her as happy as I could.
I threw back the covers and rolled out of bed. I was crazy horny this morning, knowing that FINALLY the day had arrived when I'd get to fuck my beautiful bride for the first time. I really wanted to masturbate but I couldn't. My balls were sore and every time I began to stroke, they'd start to ache so much that I couldn't keep going. I came very close to cumming last night with Sandra and then was teased to full, throbbing erection again by Angie but was never allowed to cum. Even after Angie went home last night I couldn't masturbate. I longed to get the blissful relief of orgasm but dick was sore from Angie's whipping of it and my balls were swollen from the horrific kick she gave them before she left. I was excited, but also quite miserable.
I stumbled into the bathroom to shower. I had to be at the church in a few hours and wanted to look my best for my bride so I needed to get started. I followed my usual routine of showering, shaving, putting on cologne, etc., then went to my bedroom and started putting on my rented tuxedo. When I was finished dressing, I must admit that I looked great! How could Angie think I was anything less than the best stud in the world? I smiled at myself in the mirror.
I arrived at the church about an hour before the ceremony. Angie was safely tucked into one of the side rooms getting ready with her bridesmaids. All the little church ladies were scurrying about arranging flowers and looking like they were preparing for the President himself to arrive. They seemed so proud to be a part of the event. Then there were the usual husbands that had been forcibly brought along, standing around smoking, talking about sports, their arthritis, etc. They looked miserable and, having been in their shoes before, I knew exactly how they felt. They wanted the wedding to hurry up and be over so they could go home and do whatever it was that they had been interrupted from.
I made my way to the room for final preparations were being made by the groomsmen. A hearty round of applause went up from the guys as I entered the room. Some were dressed, some were still struggling with their ties and shoes but for the most part they were ready. Jarrod, my best man, was there, looking dapper as usual. His fit form was well displayed in his obviously personally tailored tuxedo. He smiled his big toothy grin and called me to the side.
"Looks like Sandra and me might be doing the pelvic dance again after the reception. She's already let me know that she's looking forward to some hot fun after you guys take off for the honeymoon. She said she's got a hot idea for us. I'll send you a text message tomorrow and let you know the details."
"Ha. Well, have fun. I don't think a lot of her but for a stud like you, I guess she's a good little sex toy."
"That she is, my friend, that she is."
"Just don't do anything stupid, like falling in love with her. She'd bring you a lot of heartache." I warned.
"Don't worry. I've known her quite a while. I know she's got a naughty side and that's the only side I'm interested in. I'm not in love with her but I sure do like to fuck her, " he laughed.
"Just don't ever say I didn't warn you. Oh, and don't tell her I said anything like that."
"Don't worry. I won't. Besides, I'll be too busy stuffing my dick in her to do much talking, " he paused, "So, you're finally going to get some excellent pussy tonight. I hope you're ready. I hope she's not too sore after you finish with her. Another buddy of mine only got to fuck his wife once on their honeymoon. She was a virgin, like Angie, and after the first night she was too sore to fuck again for a week. Poor guy. We made fun of him for a month."
"Hmmm..." I muttered. I already knew she wasn't a virgin, having been forced to watch a few weeks ago but I was trying not to think about it. I was only looking forward to finally get to do it myself tonight. I could already smell her and feel her lovely legs wrapped around me.
I stepped out into the hall to find the water fountain. As I rounded a corner in the hall, a side door opened and Angie stepped out. She was wearing a robe with hoodie pulled low over her face.
"What are you doing?" I asked, "You know I'm not supposed to see you before the wedding!"
"I know, " she answered, "but this is important." She handed me a box and said, "Go to the bathroom and put this on."
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's one of those chastity devices for men. Just put it on and lock it shut. Don't worry, I've got the key and I'll take it off of you after the wedding."
"Why do you want me to put it on?"
"Because you're so damn horny all the time, I'm afraid you'll get a boner during the ceremony and you'll embarass me. With those thin tuxedo pants, if you're hard while we're in front of the crowd, everyone will see it and I'll be embarassed beyond words. Please, just do it." she pleaded.
"Okay, honey. I'll do it. I love you. I'll see you in a little bit."
"I love you, too, Sweetie." She gave me a quick kiss and disappeared back into the room. Things were looking up. She didn't seem angry with me anymore. I actually kind of liked the idea of the chastity device. This may sound odd coming from a guy but I sort of felt like a princess putting on her chastity belt, knowing the prince was going to remove it later. I hurried to the bathroom.
I went into one of the stalls and dropped my pants. I opened the box. It was a metal tube that curved downward. There were two halves to it that would close like a clamshell after it was attached. I pushed my flaccid penis into the tube and it was now pointing toward the floor. The base of the device was a ring that fit around my dick and my balls at the base. Once it was clamped on, it couldn't slide off and couldn't be pulled off. I laughed silently as I attached it. It was so cleverly designed I thought. Obviously it was made for people who were into this sort of thing and probably wore these things for days. There were several holes in the end so that the wearer could urinate. I studied it for a few more minutes. I realized that there was no way a guy could get a hardon while wearing this. Sure, his dick might swell but it could never get completely stiff. Ouch, I thought, again laughing to myself. There are truly some strange people in this world. I also noticed that the inside of it had many semi-sharp points jutting into the inside of the tube. They weren't uncomfortable in the least but again, I realized that if a guy tried to get a serious erection in this, that it could be painful to some degree. Maybe that'll help if I start to get hard, it'll hurt a little bit and I'll have to think of something else to get my dick soft again.
I attached it according to the instructions. I placed the ringed base around my scrotum and around the base of my penis. I slowly snapped it shut. I pulled on it a few times to make sure it wouldn't slide off on its own. It wouldn't. In fact, I couldn't even pull it off. I decided to take it off for a second just to make sure I knew how it worked. I looked for the release button to open it. Then I realized there wasn't one. The only way to open it was to insert a key into the keyhole built into the side of it. I looked in the box but couldn't find the key. Then I remembered Angie saying SHE would remove it after the wedding. Ha. That sly little girl! She had kept the key. Oh, well, she could take it off after we left the church and I'd be free to get hard the entire 3 hour drive to our romantic beach house. This was going to be fun!
The wedding was uneventful as far as weddings go. Angie looked radiant as she came down the aisle. I could see everyone in the church smiling and looking at her like she was a princess, which to me, she was. Sandra actually looked beautiful, too, in spite of my growing hatred for her. The only thing that was a bit strange and I didn't understand it at the time was that during the ceremony and afterwards, at the reception, I noticed that Sandra, Angie, Jarrod and another guy that I'd never seen before (I assumed he was somebody's relative) kept giving each other those "knowing" glances and would occasionally huddle together at talk. They'd always stop when I got near them. I wasn't concerned, I just assumed they were talking about other things and being polite, stopped when I got near so we could all have a conversation.
After the wedding, we did the usual thing of leaving the church amid a hail of rice and got into my festooned car. We had a 3 hour drive ahead of us and then a night of fun! It wasn't close to being dark yet so things were going well. Angie and I had both changed into more casual wear. I was wearing jeans and a golf shirt, she was wearing jeans and a modest T-shirt. She was wearing a bra this time so she looked like the average 'nice' college girl. A mile or two down the road, she removed her bra.
"Well, honey, we're married! Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yes, it is! I wish this car would go a little faster. I can't wait to get to the house!"
"Why?" she asked coyly. "Are you horny?" she asked, as she pulled up her shirt and flashed those beautiful small tits at me. I almost ran off the road. She reached over and began to rub my crotch.
"By the way, you DO have the key for this thing, don't you? I need to get it off of me." I said.
"Of course I have the key, silly. It's in my suitcase in the trunk." she answered.
"Well, let's stop at a gas station or something so you can get it. It would be nice if you'd play with me on the way there."
"Hmmm...." she paused, "No, let's wait until we get there. It'll be more exciting that way."
She leaned back in her seat and unbuttoned her pants. She slid her hand down into her panties and began to play with herself.
"Oh, c'mon!" I protested, "I'm getting hard watching you and this thing is starting to get a little painful. I can't even really get hard with this thing on!"
"I know, that's why you're wearing it! Just try to watch the road, dear."
She continued to play with herself for a while and then had an orgasm as we got closer to our honeymoon cottage. The little semi-spikey things in the chastity device were starting to feel more spikey than I thought they would with my dick trying it's best to swell. It was hard to drive and watch her play with herself at the same time, not to mention the fact that I couldn't even experience the pleasure of a full hardon.
We finally arrived at the beach house rental office. At this point I was actually grateful for the device. It would have been pretty embarassing to have to walk in to the office with a big tent in the front of my pants! I went in, signed the rental agreement and got the keys to the house. I got back in the car and we drove down the beach road until we found the house. It was a small house, somewhat secluded among some trees but the beach was right at our back door. It was wonderful!
We got out of the car and carried our luggage inside. Once we were in, I grabbed Angie and gave her a big hug and a delicious kiss. She threw her arms around my neck and reciprocated by practically stuffing her tongue down my throat, all the while, grinding her pubis against mine.
"Gaw! Get the key and get this thing off of me! You're driving me crazy!" I said.
"Not just yet," she cooed, "I don't want you cumming all over yourself before we even have a chance to get in the bed! Let's have a little champagne first."
I reluctantly agreed. I found two glasses in the cabinet and opened our bottle of champagne. I poured us each a glass and we sat on the the couch to toast our marriage. After a few minutes of sipping our drinks and kissing and fondling, she stood up and removed her pants. She then did a slow teasing removal of her panties. I was drooling! She pulled off her top and stood completely naked in front of me, seductively running her fingers lightly over her breasts and her vagina.
"Let's get you undressed now," she said and reached down and pulled my shirt over my head. Next, she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and pulled them off. Next she pulled off my socks and did a playful little dance with them, swinging them around. Finally, she pulled off my underwear and promptly straddled me, rubbing her breasts in my face and her pussy on my cock.
"Get the key! " I demanded.
"Not yet. I have more fun planned for us. I know it's difficult for you, not even being able to get a good hardon but you'll have to wait." She pushed one of her nipples toward my mouth.
"Suck it really easy. You know how I like that" she commanded.
I did as I was told. Her nipples always tasted so fresh to me, warm and succulent. I gently sucked and she continued to finger herself. After a few minutes, she had me lie down on the couch and she straddled my face, pushing her beautiful wet pussy onto my eager mouth. My tongue disappeared inside her as she moaned and bucked and rubbed all over my face until she finally quivered with an apparently wonderful orgasm.
"Okay, I'm ready for the consummation part!" I laughed, "Get the key and let's get to it!" I said.
"Oh, I don't think I'm quite ready for it yet," she said as she climbed off of me, "Remember I said that your punishment wasn't over? Well, that's part of the punishment. I'm going to deny you not only of cumming but for the most part, I'm going to deny you even a proper erection. This is going to be a FUN honeymoon. Here's how it's going to work. You're going to please me however I want. You're going to get me off whenever, however, and however often I want. I'll decide if and when to let you have an erection and if and when you're going to cum. Understand how this works?"
"You're kidding, right? Where's the key?" I asked.
"Well, it's not in my suitcase, that's for sure. It's hidden where you'll never find it and no, I'm not kidding. Starting today, you're going to be the perfect husband. Now, don't misunderstand me. I love you and I find you attractive but I'm really not interested in your dick. To be honest, I just don't look forward to you fucking me. I'm sorry, but that's how it is. Now, that's not to say that your dick won't entertain me because it will, just not in the way you want. In fact, there's a good chance you won't get to use it at all this week. "
"Funny. Are you going to get the key or not?" I asked.
"No, I'm not...and I'm hungry." she said as she got up and put on a long t-shirt and headed for the kitchen. I couldn't believe it! She was serious! Here I was sitting naked on the couch on my wedding night with my genitals bound and secured, DYING to get off and my new wife is in the kitchen making herself a sandwich.
"Honey, come in here and eat something. You're going to need your strength this week, " she laughed.
I pulled my underwear on and grabbed my pants off the floor.
"Oh no! Take those underwear back off! I want you naked this week," she paused, "I mean it. Take 'em off!" she said as she chewed on her sandwich.
I removed my underwear and sat down at the little kitchen bar across from her. It was now about 9 pm on my wedding night and I hadn't been laid, hadn't even gotten a good hardon yet.
"Thanks again for the orgasm, sweetie. I'm gonna have quite a few more tonight," she said as she stood up and walked around the counter to me. She through her leg over me and began to fondle my trussed up genitals. "It's too bad you're not going to have even a single one tonight!" she cooed.
"None? You're not going to remove this thing and even let me jack off?"
"No, I'm not. I makes me really horny to think of you being like that. So horny and unable to cum. It's got to be miserable and it turns me on to make you sexually miserable. In fact I plan to use you for my sexual needs throughout our entire marriage, especially if I can get you horny and then deprive you of the final pleasure of cumming. It's cruel, I know but I guess cruelty can be erotic sometimes, at least to me."
I just sat there dumbfounded.
"Now I've been just as anxious as you have to get laid on my honeymoon. I mean how good would a honeymoon be for a woman if she was getting pounded by a deliciously hard dick? Well with you locked up tight, that makes your dick pretty unusable to me, doesn't it? That means that I have to find a different dick to pound me for my honeymoon and I've already made some interesting arrangements for that. And don't even think about objecting. I'm gonna get laid on my wedding night and just like the night at your house, I'm even going to let you watch! Won't it be fun?"
"No! Please don't do that again! You're my wife now, you can't do that!"
"Are you going to divorce me? No, I don't think so. Are you going to complain and whine about it and then have Sandra put you in jail? No, I don't think so. You need to consider your options, sweetie. You can do whatever I want and be seen by your friends and the community as the perfect husband or you can go to jail and be disgraced. I know you well enough to know that you don't want the latter," she continued.
I swallowed hard, realizing that I was being blackmailed and that she was right. I had no choice. I HAD to do what she wanted.
"So you've got someone coming over here to fuck you on OUR wedding night?" I asked hesitantly.
"Yes, I do. And you're going to watch, only this time you won't be hidden away in another room. You'll be right there watching closeup. I bet you can't wait!" she snickered.
Damn I was horny and again the strange feeling came over me. I was very hurt by what she was saying and doing. Deeply hurt. At the same time I was strangely aroused by her control over me, the thought of servicing her without being relieved myself. My heart was racing.
"Wait here a minute," she said as she ran off to the bedroom. A few minutes later she emerged, wearing the sexiest sheer black teddy I'd ever seen. I stared. She was magnificent. Every line of her body was tight and perfect. I could see her nipples easily through the sheer material of her top. I could also see through the panties and could easily make out her "landing strip" pattern of pubic hair.
"Do you think he'll like it?" she asked, coyly. "Do you think it'll get him hard? I can't wait for his cock in me! I can't wait for you to see it in person. Have you ever listened to the slurping sounds when someone's getting fucked? You know, that wet, smacking sound when a guy's dick goes in to the hilt. You'll get to hear that over and over tonight. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I put a Filaro tablet in your drink. You know, the erectile dysfunction medicine. It'll make sure your dick tries to get hard all night. How fun!"
I felt sick but my penis was still trying desperately to become erect. The metal tube and it's curve was keeping my penis curved downward. I was in misery.
"Yes, I'm sure he'll like it." I couldn't believe I was saying it.
"Good, because he'll be here any minute, " she said, looking at the clock. "Now, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to invite him in and WHATEVER I tell you to do, you'll do, NO MATTER WHAT! Do you understand?"
I nodded weakly. What else could I do? If I walked out, I'd probably go to jail but worse, I'd never see my Angie again. I had to agree.
"Come in here to the bedroom. I want to have a little fun first." she said.
I followed her to the bedroom. How I longed to just take my bride in my arms, lay her down across the bed and make love to her like a normal person. She had other ideas. "Lay down on the bed, on your back and spread your arms and legs." I did what she asked. It was a huge king sized bed. Even spread out, I still only covered about half the bed. What a wonderful love nest this would have been.
She went to her suitcase and brought a roll of rope.
"What are you doing?" I asked, somewhat alarmed.
"I'm going to tie you to the bed for fun. You'll enjoy it. I might even remove your device and let you fuck me." she teased.
She proceeded to tie me spread eagled on the bed. I had very little movement but I suddenly had a thought. She was probably going to take her man, whoever he was, into the other room and wanted to be sure I stayed in here. That way I could hear them fucking. She was so devious. But then she had also told me that I was going to watch. I was as confused as ever. She climbed onto the bed and began to rub me all over, taking special care to rub my cock, so to speak, through the device. Of course I couldn't feel it. She then teasingly licked at it so I could imagine it was my bare cock she was licking. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. After about 20 minutes of this non-stop teasing, my cock was beginning to ache as it tried to swell within the device.
It was wonderful in a way. I was naked with my beautiful wife. She was gently kissing me all over and caressing me gently. This is how I wanted it to be forever, with the exception of course that I wasn't making love to her. Somehow I knew it was never going to be the way I had envisioned.
There was a knock at the door.
"They're here!" she exclaimed and jumped from the bed.
"They? What do you mean 'they'?" I cried out after her as she ran from the room.
I remained still as I heard her open the door. I heard her usual squeal of excitement when she was having fun. I could hear voices, several voices. I couldn't make out what they were saying but I was pretty sure it was 2 men and a woman. As they started coming toward the bedroom, they were getting louder. Suddenly I recognized some of the voices. I clearly heard Sandra's voice. I also heard the voice of Jarrod, my best man. The third voice I didn't recognize. What was Jarrod doing here? Surely she wouldn't bring them in here to see me splayed out naked on the bed!
The voices continued to get louder as they approached the bedroom. They were laughing and talking and seemed to be having a good time. They were coming into the bedroom! The four of them entered the room and Angie said, "Here he is! Doesn't he look silly?"
"Yes, he does, " I heard Sandra answer, "but that's what we'd expect. I just hope he's as entertaining as he was the last two times I got to play with him."
"Whoa, buddy! You look rather scrumptious like that!" Jarrod responded. "I wish I'd known sooner that you were into this kinky kind of stuff. We could have had fun at your house last night even before Sandra got there!"
"I'm not into this...wait a second. Who told you I was into this?" I asked, ignoring the ridiculous appearance that I'm sure I presented.
"Angie told me. Don't worry, buddy, we can have fun and still be friends. When she first told me that you were bisexual AND that you liked to watch her get fucked I couldn't believe it. I've been wanting to fuck Angie since you introduced me to her but I didn't make a play for her because you're my bud. Once she told me all this I agreed to come and spend the week with you on your honeymoon. Then she told me Sandra wanted to come and things just kept getting better. Sandra decided to add the icing to the cake by bringing Chuck. Oh, you haven't met Chuck. Jeff, this is Chuck, Chuck, this is Jeff."
I looked up to see a tall, dark-skinned, attractive blonde man in his thirties. He stared down at me and rubbed his crotch.
"Nice to meet you, Jeff. I'm sure we're gonna have a good time this week!" he said.
"Nice to meet you, too." I stammered, in total embarassment, lying nude, spread out on the bed in front of my wife, her cousin, my best man, and a guy I didn't even know. I felt a tinge of fear concerning the upcoming events of the night. I hate to admit it, but I had that strange feeling of excitement again, too. What had she planned?
"Well, shall we get started?" Angie asked the group.
"I'm ready, " answered Chuck as he started to remove his pants.
"Me, too!" giggled Sandra as she whisked her top over her head exposing those beautiful, perky little breasts.
"I KNOW I'm ready," I heard Jarrod say as he walked up behind my sweet Angie and gently grabbed her breasts from behind. He leaned inward and began to kiss her on the neck. She threw her head back and moaned. Then she reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as his hands began to wander all over her body. I saw his hands run up and down her hips and her abdomen, then one hand under her negligee to her breast while the other hand went down the front of her sheer panties. She moaned again, obviously quite receptive to his advances.
Without losing traction, he looked at me. "Thanks again, buddy. I'm really going to enjoy her tonight. I hope you like watching."
My cock was trying to explode out of the chastity device but I felt only misery. It was strangely exciting to watch my best man fondle my willing wife but the hurt was still there, too.
I was lost in a daze, watching them when I felt the bed move. Sandra, now completely nude had plopped down on the bed next to me and scooted up so she was sort of sitting against the headboard. "C'mere Chuck!" she said, and patted the empty spot next to her. "Get next to me and let's enjoy the show!"
I looked in Chuck's direction. He was now completely nude as well. His cock was completely hard and standing at attention. I stared at it. It was almost 8 inches long and very thick. I could clearly see the straining veins running along it as he slowly stroked it, intently watching both Jarrod and Angie and glancing back at my nude body as well. Something was turning him on, I just wasn't sure what. He climbed onto the bed next to Sandra and assumed the same position. I could now see his cock from the side. It looked huge, but more importantly, I don't think my dick ever looked that hard. Sandra's hand was already slowly working her clit as she, too glanced from the couple in front of them to me.
She leaned over to me and said, "I think she likes him, don't you?"
I looked back at Angie and Jarrod. He had removed her negligee and she was on her knees in front of him, sliding his pants down. As she did so, his cock sprang upward. I never knew that Jarrod was also pretty well-endowed as well. Not that I ever wondered but I should have known considering his success with the women. Now I was going to be forced to watch as he took my woman, my love, my wife!
She turned around and faced me and smiled. With his cock in her hand, she said, "Yes, Sandra dear. I DO like him" she giggled.
With that, she let go of him and climbed onto the bed and straddled me. She sat down on my cock and begin to slowly move forward and backwards on me. "Ooooh, are you getting hard, dear? Oh, wait a second, you CAN'T get hard with this thing on can you?" she asked as she reached down and felt the device. "Well, that's going to be difficult for you then, isn't it?" She laid down on my chest and began to run her fingers through my hair. Her face was right in front of me. She kissed me on the lips and said, "I love you".
I couldn't help but respond in kind, "I love you, too", I said.
"Wouldn't it feel great to be inside me right now? Imagine your hard cock sliding into me for the first time on our wedding night? Does it give you the butterflies? What a wonderful, special time it would be for us, to totally bond sexually and spiritually. But I'm afraid that's not going to happen, honey, unless you satisfy me first. Are you willing to satisfy me?" she asked coyly.
"Yes," I panted, "Anything you want!" I was so horny! I also noticed she said 'if you satisfy me FIRST', which I took to mean that after I satisfied her, I was going to get to enter her. "Yes, baby, please" I repeated desperately, "what do you want me to do?"
"Well...." she answered, "Let's start by one of your good tongue lashings." She moved up and lowered her delicious pussy onto my mouth. As I licked like a hungry wolf, she continued talking. "I forgot to tell you, dear, that I slipped a little pill into your champagne. You know, one of those pills for men with problems getting hard. I wanted to make sure that you stayed hard for me all night." She began to grind faster.
"Mmmpphh", I said. I didn't care what she did at this point. She reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair and began to roughly pull my face into her pussy. I could hear Sandra moaning as well and Chuck saying something about how hot this all was. I'd lost track of Jarrod.
"You're going to try to get hard all night but you can't with that thing on," she exclaimed between breaths, "and I'm NOT going to take it off!" She shuddered and came, trickling a little piss into my mouth at the same time. She'd never done that before. It must have been a stellar orgasm to make her pee. As she rested and I gently continued to lick she said, "It is SO hot being cruel to you! Damn, it turns me on so much!"
She raised up about 6 inches off my face. I could still smell her freshness. I didn't care who was watching. I just knew that in a few seconds she was going to remove the device and I'd drive home my dick into her. I didn't care if everyone watched. Then it hit me. She said she WASN'T going to remove it!
"Angie, " I demanded, "Are you going to take this thing off?" I asked, nodding toward my crotch. It was our wedding night afte all, a very special night. Surely she was going to allow me to fuck her at least once!
She looked down at me. "No, sugar, I'm not taking it off. I just told you that. Weren't you listening. It's far more erotic to deny you pleasure while I'm receiving it than it is to provide you with pleasure. The device stays on until I feel sorry for you enough to take it off, which won't be anytime soon. I expect quite a few more orgasms before the sun comes up."
She turned and faced toward the foot of the bed.
"C'mon, Jarrod, I'm ready for you now. Jeff, I want you to look closely at my pussy. I want you to get a closeup view of a real man's cock as it slide into me to please me on my wedding night."
I looked up and saw Jarrod approaching her from the rear. I could see his pre-cum dripping cock moving closer and his huge ball sack dangling down and swinging from side to side as he got closer. I focused on Angie's pussy and watched very close up as my best man's cock slowly stretched my new wife's lips and slid effortlessly deep into her pussy. His balls were now touching her and just inches from my face. He began to pump slowly in and out of her. It was actually amazing, from a strictly scientific point of view, to see his long, hard shaft pull partially out of her and then slide back into her to the hilt. Then back out again and back in again. I noticed the veins on his dick more closely. I noticed the shiny wetness on his cock as it slid out and heard the sloshing sound as it pushed back in. I could see Angie's lips tightly holding on to his cock as if trying to keep him from sliding out. I could see every hair on his balls. I could smell the aroma of raw sex. I was mesmerized.
"Lick my clit!" Angie ordered as she slid forward a bit to allow my tongue to reach her. I began to lick, hoping I didn't accidentally touch Jarrod's cock with any part of my mouth. After a few minutes, she issued a new order, "Lick Jarrod's balls while he's fucking me."
She must be crazy, I thought, I'm NOT licking a guy's balls! I'm not gay!
"Lick his balls, Jeff!" she ordered again, "or Sandra's going to tell them what you did and they won't be happy about it!"
I realized she was right. If Sandra told her lie about me raping her, they'd beat me senseless. I was tied up and couldn't even fight back so I could only imagine what they'd do to me. I slowly stuck out my tongue and began to lick Jarrod's balls.
"Oh damn! That feels great!" I heard Jarrod say. I was disgusted but I had to do it.
Sandra leaned over to my face. "How do those balls taste, pussy boy?" she taunted. "I always suspected you were a cock sucker! I can't wait to watch your jaws puff out when he sticks his dick in your mouth."
I suddenly felt panicky. Was that part of the plan? They were going to make me suck Jarrod's dick? Jarrod was going to allow it? I couldn't believe it, yet my dick was once again trying it's best to grow.
"And don't worry, pussy boy, if Jarrod's not available, Chuck certainly is. Both guys are bisexual but we brought Chuck especially for you!"
Again I thought I was going to be sick. Then things got worse. Angie told Jarrod to stop for a second. She looked at Sandra and said, "I think you're all going to like this idea so listen up."
Everyone stopped.
"Jarrod, let's play a game. You fuck me for five strokes, then pull out and fuck Jeff's mouth for 5 strokes, then back to my pussy for 5, etc. Go as long as you want, but make sure you cum as deep in me as you can."
"What a great idea!" said Jarrod and he began to pump into my wife again.
"Jeff, have your mouth open and ready" she commanded.
I was grossed out but I resigned myself to my fate for the night. I was going to have to let Jarrod stick his dick in my mouth. And it was going to be covered with pussy juice from my own wife. Pussy juice that had never once been on MY dick!
Jarrod continued his assault on my wife's pussy. I was counting with dread. 1 stroke, 2 strokes, 3, 4, 5. His dripping cock pulled out of my wife's pussy. He pushed it downward a bit and then thrust forward slowly straight into my mouth. I had never sucked a dick before, never even wanted to but it was oddly erotic. Maybe it was because it was bizarre for me to be doing it, maybe it was because it was taboo among straight guys, maybe it was the taste and smell of Angie's pussy, I'm not sure but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I could feel the bulbous, spongy head as it ran along the roof of my mouth to the back of my throat. In and out, in and out. My thoughts reeled. A penis was made to go into a vagina. It wasn't made to go into a person's mouth and yet Jarrod was using my mouth as a vagina. He was using my mouth for sexual stimulation. Another guy was using my mouth for sexual gratification!
"Damn, that feels fantastic!" grunted Jarrod "your mouth is so warm, Jeff! Suck on it while I fuck your pussy face!"
Sandra once again was at my ear. "Yeah, suck on that dick, pussy boy! You're such a fucking cunt! Jarrod's using your mouth like a pussy! You're such a piece of shit! You'll never fuck me, you cocksucking faggot! This is so fucking hot!"
After 5 strokes, he returned to Angie's pussy. I was in a dreamlike state. I loved it all and I hated it all. I was sucking a dick and watching another man fuck my wife, and on my honeymoon to boot! What was happening to me? How did I marry such a cruel woman?
1,2,3,4,5. Out came his dick and back into my mouth for 5 strokes. Sandra continued her abuse. My cock was aching beyond belief, trapped in it's own prison. I couldn't get a full erection, much less cum. I needed to cum!
"Oh, honey, Jarrod's cock looks so good in your mouth! I love making you suck my lover!"
Out of my mouth and back into her pussy again. 1,2,3,4,5 strokes, back into my mouth. I sucked hard when he entered my mouth. I couldn't see Chuck but Sandra was masturbating furiously. Back in her pussy. Slow, even, wet strokes, then back to my mouth. I could tell by his rhythm that he wasn't going to last much longer. How I envied him, being able to drive his shaft deep into my Angie, to enjoy her beautiful body, to bond with her so intimately! Back to her pussy. My mouth and chin were wet with a combination of my own saliva and Angie's pussy fluids. 1,2,3,4,5 strokes. Back to my mouth. Five deep, slow, sucking strokes. I could feel his erect penis begin to swell. He pulled out of my mouth and quickly drove himself deep into Angie. 1, 2, then a pause. I heard him groan and could actually see the wave move along the base of penis as the first jet of cum shot deep into my wife. His balls were no longer hanging but contracted up close to his body. With each squirt, his balls twitched and he pushed a little deeper. Angie's fingers were on her clit, moving in rapid circles. She was cumming, too.
Sandra was kissing my chest and working her own clit furiously as she watched. As Jarrod's last squirt subsided, Angie practically roared with her orgasm. Like a domino effect, Sandra came almost simultaneously with Angie. As she did, she bit hard into my nipple. I tried to scream but I couldn't. Fortunately, as she subsided, she unclenched her teeth from my chest. I had lost sight of the new guy, Chuck but within a second or two I quickly relocated him. He was sitting above my head on the pillow, deeply kissing my wife and rapidly stroking his cock over my face. Before I could move, he let out a groan and began squirting large globs of semen onto my face. After the last squirt, he used his dick to smear it around on my face. I looked up at Angie. She was red-faced but smiling. She looked down at me and said, "Oh, honey, that was marvelous! Thank you so much. I never thought my honeymoon could be so good."
They all moved from their positions and got off the bed. They were a bit wobbly but seemed so serene.
"Let's get something to drink. Anybody else thirsty?" Sandra asked the group. A resounding chorus of 'yes' answered her and they all headed for the kitchen. They left me tied to the bed, naked, with cum all over my face and definitely sexually unsatisfied. A few seconds later, Angie returned.
"I'm so thoughtless!" she said, "I forgot about you, honey. Are you thirsty?"
"Yes, I am, can I have a drink, too?" I meekly asked.
"Of course, honey, I'll give you a drink."
She climbed on top of me and placed her pussy in my face once again. "Open your mouth." she ordered. As I did, she reached down and opened her pussy lips. After a second or two wait, I could see her contracting her pussy. Several large drops and then a stream of thick cum began to drip out and onto my tongue. When she was satisfied all of Jarrod's cum had drained into my mouth, she got off the bed.
"There, that should help. Be sure and swallow it all. You'll need the protein for energy."
She disappeared into the kitchen with the others. I could hear the clinking of glasses and could hear them talking and laughing in the other room. It was as if I didn't exist anymore. I was a sex toy for them to use and once they had used me, they continued their evening as friends, without me. I felt alone and very sad. I was also very horny. My balls continued to ache and my cock continued to hurt from it's restraint and from the little spikey things in the device.
About half an hour later, Angie and Jarrod came back into the room. Apparently everyone was still nude. Jarrod's dick was hard again and he stood behind Angie in the doorway, rubbing it on her wonderful ass.
"We're all going to bed now. I'm going in the other bedroom to sleep with Jarrod and as you can see, I'm going to have to take care of him again so he can get a good night's rest," she said as she turned and grabbed his cock. Jarrod smiled at me again.
"Thanks again, buddy. See you in the morning."
"Sandra's already asleep on the couch."
Chuck walked around Angie and entered the room, nude like the others and also sporting a hardon again.
"Chuck's going to sleep in here with you. Take good care of him. He really has the hots for you. I'm sure you can please him." She winked at me and headed toward the other bedroom with Jarrod.
Chuck shut the door and turned off the lights. There was a bright moon out that night and within a few minutes the room was bathed in a romantic blue light. If only my love and I could share the night together, alone and in intimacy. I longed for her. Once again my heart ached knowing she was in bed with another man.
Chuck climbed on the bed and positioned himself straddling me on my chest. His dick jutted out, mere inches from my face.
"Why don't you start by licking my balls?" he said as he inched forward and placed his sack on my lips. I opened my mouth and began to lick as he slowly stroked. I could see the outline of his cock in the moonlight. There was already a drop of precum on the tip of it.
"You know," he said, "it's been said that you never really bond with another man until you've taken his semen in your mouth and swallowed it. Well, I think that's true and tonight I'm going to help you bond with me." Once again my heart sank.
"Ahhhh..", he said, "We're going to have a great night. Just take your time. I'm not sleepy yet and I'm going to feed you some rich semen a couple of times before we go to sleep. I hope you enjoy it as much as I'm going to." He continued to stroke his shaft as I licked his balls. It was going to be a long night.
To be continued.
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