I was finishing preparing for the wedding a beloved friend had encouraged me to help with. I kept checking my own hair and my lipstick in the mirror until I approved of what I looked like.
I decided to put on a navy blue gown with gold stud earrings. Underneath the dress, I made sure I wore a pair of lacy blue panties with a matching bra. A pair of sheer stockings, along with a navy pair of heels, completed the ensemble.
As I looked at myself in the mirror one final time, I recalled how my mother always told me to be ready for any function.
The wedding was to get a friend of a buddy and my friend also invited me as his guest. It was an easy thing for me to take his invitation since he'd always been there for me.
It was no secret I really liked dressing up. It was five o'clock when he came and gave me the once over with a grin on his face. I looked at him and inquired if the outfit fulfilled his acceptance. The nod and wink he gave me said it all.
The trip into the wedding allowed us to catch up on each other's lives. As we spoke, I discovered there was something different about him. It wasn't that I found him unattractive. It was only that I watched more of his heart than his outer beauty. I saw the type of manners he had when he was there for me through all those rough patches I went through..
As I looked at him intently, I'd dutifully stop my eyes since I caught him staring at me a couple of times. There was a glint in his eye which I hadn't noticed before. The drive into the wedding was nearly too fast before we arrived.
The hall was beautifully decorated with blossoms. White seats were put out between either side of the aisle. The front part of the hallway had two collections of white columns around the pulpit. The pulpit itself was overlaid with purple cloth.
As I walked around the ornaments, I pretended to stick around considering that I didn't know anybody at the wedding. As we headed towards our chairs, he introduced me to his buddies. It was a few minutes before we sat and watched the procession of a blossom girl.
The familiar sounds of the bride tune played as the bride walked wearing a strapless number with a sock over her Latino black hair.
The service itself was nearly ten minutes as the few dashed up the aisle in a hail of bubbles. I looked at my date and watched him smile a little. We followed everybody else into the reception while the couple had their photographs taken by the photographer.
As we discovered the reception, we found where the pub was and started to get a few drinks before the couple came. My date introduced me to them and I congratulated them, wishing them all the very best.
As the bride explained how blessed she was to have her man, she made mention of how my buddy was a fantastic catch, too.
I agreed with her until I felt his hands squeezing mine. At the moment, I didn't think a lot about it.
While he'd been speaking to another fantastic buddy, I excused myself for a minute and reassured him I'd be back soon. It wasn't until later I understood he'd followed me right into a hallway with a secluded stairwell from the reception area.
I'd been unsure as to just how much he needed to drink at the moment. He pulled me to the stairwell and whispered in my ear just how good enough I seemed. Then he whispered even closer to my ear that I seemed good enough to eat. He leaned in and kissed me on my lips.
I didn't pull back, however, I returned the kiss as I felt his hands wrap around my waist and pulled me into him. As the kisses grew more passionate, I felt his hands slip down along my dress and slide upward. My hands went down his torso until I started fumbling with his zipper.
He broke the kiss and whispered in a low raspy voice, wishing to get better acquainted with me and my physique. As he kissed my throat and torso, he crumpled the dress around my waist until he ducked down and kissed my lace covered pussy. He looked up at me and nudged me a stair up so I would be on a base.
CHAPTER 2
His palms started to rub over my panties before the cloth split apart. His hands touched me softly and kept touching me as soon as his lips touched the sensitivity of my pussy until I felt his tongue licking me out.
My hands went immediately onto the back of his head as I pushed him against me, my wants of orgasm starting to return. My pussy was on fire along with his lips and it'd been a battle to keep silent when all I needed to do was cry out in delight. It looked too quickly once and I felt my orgasm start to swell. I pushed him into me, almost soaking his goatee with my juices.
As I looked down, I found a smile spread across his face as he stood up. His penis revealed its existence to me. It nearly slipped out in my hands as he found my breasts and started washing my nipples between his palms.
It didn't take long for me to believe his girth penetrated me erratically until he whispered he was going about to cum. Although I didn't think a lot about it, I whispered for him to cum inside me. It'd been yet another company thrust until I felt his penis vacant inside my pussy.
He fell on top of me for a minute or two until he appeared and whispered that we needed to contact the reception. I immediately put the dress back in position because he zipped his pants back up. We slowly walked up the staircase back into the reception where the dance was beginning.
The day went well as bouts of Eighties music filled the hallway. I found out through my date that the bride and groom were a massive lover of the J. Geils Band in addition to Journey. While we danced to the traditional slow tunes, we held each other tightly and stared into each other's eyes.
We smiled before studying another's mind. He took my hands and led me off the dance floor with the explanation we needed some fresh air.
As we headed off from the reception area, he noticed a room that overlooked the hallway and winked at me. We slipped into the room and shut the door until we began kissing more passionately.
As his hands undid my zipper, I started to melt in his arms until he stood and found me only in my blouse and panties. Then he spanked my ass softly before he turned me around, so I could lean across the desk looking at the reception hallway.
Soon I felt his cock rub against my bum until he leaned forward and kissed my throat. He began whispering the way he wanted me before his hands found my bra clasps and undid them.
As my nipples hardened from the chilly atmosphere, I felt his hands grip them as his dick slid into my pussy again. I started grinding my hips against him because I desperately began squeezing his penis inside me. I began whispering his name because his cock slid into me harder.
While he started telling me that he was about to cum, I whispered back that I'd wash his dick once he finished. This idea caused him to burst into my pussy.
I then bent down on my knees and took his flaccid dick in my mouth. I enjoyed the taste of his cum and my juices on his dick, so I started to suck off him greedily until he moaned.
I decided to treat him for giving me the joy of fucking him by sliding his slippery cock between my breasts.
I watched his response as he looked down on me with a stroke, then I took his cock back inside my mouth. Even though he filled my pussy several minutes ahead, I could feel his penis wanting to spew more cum again.
I knew he was getting real close to orgasm before I took his instrument back into my mouth and sucked hard. The explosion felt beautiful in my mouth as his cum flooded my throat. I consumed as much as I could with small dribbles spilling from the corners of the mouth.
As his penis drooped, I started rubbing my pussy with my hands until I felt myself orgasm again out from my slutty behavior. It was then that I proposed we slide back down until we'd been missed.
We hadn't missed much of the reception. We made ourselves presentable and forced ourselves back downstairs prior to the bride requesting to throw the bouquet. After the groom throw the garter, I made mention I'd left my handbag in his vehicle and asked if he'd escort me to go get it. He also took the hint and walked back to his vehicle.
When we reached the car, I leaned from the front and gradually raised up my dress as I waited for him to unlock the door. I moved to the rear seat and turned.
Before I caught him by the tie to pull him along with me, I started unbuttoning his shirt, thinking how much I'd been enjoying the wedding so far.