Erotic Stories

This story didn’t actually take place on my friend’s wedding day, but
rather a week earlier. My friend in question was a girl I had known for

about 10 years. We met in college, playing Monopoly in our dorm when
she

was a freshman and I was a sophomore, transfering from another school.
We

hit it off right from the start, but I was too shy to pursue her and
too

intimidated by her. She looks the same today as she did the first day
we

met, 5′-3″, 105 lbs, auburn hair, small, round breasts, a nice tight
ass

and one of the most beautiful faces you could imagine, the face of a
model.

As time went by and we spent the next four years as best friends, we
both

dated other people. Later we confided we just never wanted to risk the
friendship we had. She said she was always attracted to me (I’m 5-10,
185

lbs with blonde hair and blue eyes, always battling the beer gut) and
was

disappointed that I didn’t ask her out when we first met.

We both graduated and within a year, I was married to a beautiful red
head with an almost identical figure as Laurie. During our four years
at

college, nothing ever took place between us. We once got very drunk,
playing one-on-one quarters with Jack Daniels and slept together and
although I slept with a perpetual erection, nothing happened.

After being married for around four years, Laurie finally met someone
and

was engaged. My wife was never a big fan of Laurie’s, always leary of
the

relationship and repore we had. I didn’t like Laurie’s fiance, too much

into himself. Laurie asked me to be in her wedding as one of the
ushers,

I don’t thing Bill was too happy about that, but he agreed, she told
him

she wanted her best friend in the wedding.

As the wedding day approached, Laurie called me up and asked me if I
could make the 3 hour trip down to her and get fitted for my tux while
she has her final fitting for her dress. I said sure, thinking Bill
would

be there too. My wife decided to stay home. Laurie was glowing when I
saw

her and she had a big smile on her face, so excited that I was going to

see her in her dress. We took off for the Wedding store and the tailors

took us into a private room. They handed me my tux and took Laurie to a

separate room. I came back, the tailor did some alterations and as I
stood there looking in the mirror, Laurie entered the room in her gown
from behind me. My mouth dropped wide open, she looked unbelievable, a
low cut front, long white train, beads on the dress, and she was even
wearing her white stockings. I tried to resist getting hard and held
back

as best as I could. The women then attended to her while I just sat
there,

watched and smiled. The ladies left and told us we had the room for a
half hour to admire the dress and get changed.

Laurie looked at my dumb grin and said “what?” I was just dumbfounded
and

told her that she was beautiful. She laughed and said I looked hot and
that was it, I was hard. She looked down and saw my bulge, smiled and
said, “why didn’t you fuck me the night we got drunk together?” My
mouth

was now completely dry and I said “I wanted nothing more than to do
that,

” and told her I was hard all not. She said she knew that because she
felt my cock rubbing against her ass. I asked her why she didn’t pursue

me. There was silence for a solid minute when she finally came over to
me

and kissed me gently on the lips. I put my arms around her and told her

Bill is one lucky guy. She kissed me again and told me to be quiet.
This

time her tongue pried itself into my mouth and with my eyes wide open
in

amazement she kissed passionately for what seemed an eternity.

She stopped and said, “let’s do it.” I gulped hard and said, “OK, let’s

go to your place,” but she grabbed my hand and said, “NO, right now, in

my dress, I want you to fuck me like it’s our wedding night.” She
pulled

me closer again, and we kissed again. She told me the door locks
automatically, so not to worry. She sat on a stool and unzipped my
pants,

pulling my fully erect cock out of my pants and kissing it up and down.

She licked me, sucked my balls and finally started stroking me faster
and

faster while taking it all the way into the back of her throat. She
sucked me faster and faster, my wildest dream was coming true and
within

a few minutes I was shooting my come down her throat. Not to worry, not
a

drop spilled out on to her dress. It was the first time I had ever been

completely swallowed and the best blow job I had ever received.

….she then stood up and I helped her unzip the back of her dress,
slowly pulling it down from the front, pulling her long sleeves off
revealing her white lace bra. She then stood infront of me and undid
the

snap, pulled down from the front and for the first time I finally got
to

see her beautiful round breasts, her nipples jutting out a 1/4″,
looking

so sexy. I kissed her down her neck and while fonddling one breast, I
kissed and sucked the other as she leaned back on her palms against a
table and moaned. Her top part was now down around her waist and when I

went to take her dress off competely, she said no, she wanted me to
fuck

her while she was still in it. So, I lifted her dress up, hiking it as

far as I could and got down on my knees. She was now sitting on the
edge

of the table, spreading her legs. She looked amazing in her white
stockings and light blue garter belt. I licked her up her silk
stockings

and kissed her inner thighs, gently nibbling her until I pulled her
lace

panties to the side and saw her golden brown bush.

I pushed my finger inside of her and after finger fucking her as she
bit

on her knuckle and I reached up and squeezed her tits, I entered her
with

my tongue. I sucked onher and fingered her clit for a full ten minutes
until my tongue was going to fall off and she looked down and told me
to

fuck her. I was now fully erect again, she laid spread eagle on the
table

and I pulled her tight ass up to me. She helped me guide my prick into
her and within seconds my cock filled her. We gyrated together in
perfect

unison, like we were made for each other. I then laid on the floor and
told her to get on top of me, to fuck my brains out. She eagerly
impaled

herself on me and now her dress completely covered everything that was
going on. It was incredibly sexy to see her tits bouncing up and down
and

her dress covering both of our lower torso areas. She wildly fucked me,

pounding me up and down until she said she was going to come, I held
her

tits in my hand and just at the right time, squeezed her nipples,
sending

her into a final climax. She then rolled over quickly and told me to
fuck

her from behind. I lifted her dress, revealing her hot tight ass and I
entered her pussy from behind. Pumping her madly, I fucked her harder
and

hard, while reaching under her dress and holding her tits in each hand.
I

said I was going to come and started to pull out, but she said, “No,
inside me, come inside me.” And with those words, no more was needed, I

shot my come deep inside of her.

We laid there for minutes, sweating profusely. I told her I loved her
and

I wished we had done that years ago. She said she loved me and smiled,
then cried. We held each other for a little bit until we heard a knock,

telling us they needed the room. Laurie said she was sorry, that we
were

talking all this time and we would be a few minutes.

Bill was out of town that weekend and I spent the night, telling my
wife

that Bill was still there. Laurie and I made love all weekend and have
at

least a dozen times in the past three years. A final note, Laurie did
not

let Bill fuck her in the dress on their wedding night, she told him she

didn’t want it to get messed up.

Our company had hired Charlie to work with me in the
offices services department about three months ago. He
seemed like regular guy with a good sense of humor. We’d
been out for a beer or two and no one knew more about sports
than Charlie.

Last Friday we decided to head over to the happy hour at
Carl’s after work. Charlie said that his wife would be
meeting us there. This would be the first time I ever met
Tricia and I was looking forward to seeing what kind of
woman he’d hooked up with.

We got there about a quarter to six. As we walked in
Charlie said, “There she is.” He pointed over to a
dynamite-looking redhead sitting by herself and waving at
us. We stepped over to the table. Charlie did the
introductions.

The table was small and we were all crowded together. Trish
sure was a fox. Bit tits, nice ass, short skirt and low cut
blouse. ‹ If I didn’t know that she was married, I’d say
she was out cruising for cock action. Charlie gave me a wink
when he noticed me admiring her. Man, this guy did all right
for himself.

For a while we did the small talk bit about the office and
Charlie’s new job. Trish, as she asked me to call her, was
between engagements as a temp worker.

“Maybe we can get you a job over at our place,” I suggested
teasingly.

“That would be great,” she answered. Her went down below
the table top and she gave my leg a squeeze. Friendly at
first, but then she didn’t take her hand away. I coughed a
few times to show her I was uncomfortable with this, but her
hand never left my thigh. Charlie had to be seeing this. Yet
there was absolutely no reaction from him.

“Oooh,” Trish squealed, “it would be so much fun working
with my two boys.” Her hand then traveled up my leg toward
my stiffening pecker. When she reached it she gave it a
good feel and said, much to my embarrassment, “Gee,
Charlie, he’s got a big one.”

What the hell? Charlie didn’t bat an eye. Here his wife was
grabbing my crotch and he just sat there like she was
talking about the weather. Her hand got more insistent on my
boner, kneading it, feeling every part of it. It was a good
thing that we were in a corner booth so that no one could
see this little public display of affection.

“I like him, Charlie. So do you. Let’s take him home.” This
was getting too bizarre for me.

“Look, folks. I’m not really sure what was going on here
but . . .”. I started to get up, unable to think of anything
to say. Trish grabbed my pants and pulled me back into the
seat.

“Now you just stay right there. Charlie told me all about
you and we think you might be just the one we’re looking
for. Please come back to our place.” And her voice dropped a
bunch of decibels. “We want to make you feel good.”

I looked over at Charlie, who sat there with this grin.
They were a couple of pervs, that’s what. But then again, so
am I. As the shock of their offer wore off, I thought about
it a minute and said, “Ok, let’s go.” We left there in a
hurry.

Half an hour later I was sitting on their couch naked while
Trish sucked my dick. These people didn’t waste time. She
was on her knees in front of me and doing an expert job
inhaling my eight inch tool deep into her throat. Charlie
crouched next to her, jerking off.

“Wanna help me, Lenny?,” he asked.

“Huh?” What was he saying?

“Com’n. Jerk me off onto Trish’s face.” He reached over and
got my hand, then wrapped it around his ample wang. I was so
stunned that I began stroking him off without really
considering what I was doing. He got in real close to Trish,
who by now had my cock in her mouth up to the pubic hair. I
was close to cumming.

The nearer it was to my sperm launch, the harder I whacked
his dick.

Trish was great cocksucke‡r who knew what a man wanted
done to his dick. I could feel my load starting and I began
moaning. My hand was blur on Charlie’s dick. He looked ready
to shoot, too.

My dick began spurting into Trish’s mouth and she made
loud, ostentatious gulping noises. Charlie let loose
simultaneously. His load went all over the side of her face
and neck and hair. Trish didn’t miss a drop of my scum, but
Charlie’s was making a mess all over her. I kept up my
stroking action, using my thumb on the underside to make
sure all his jism got onto his wife’s face.

Trish took her mouth off my soaked shaft and said, “That
was great. Now lick Charlie’s cum off my face and you can
fuck me in my little tight asshole. Wouldn’t you like to cum
again up here?” She turned around and spread her cheeks,
showing off her puckered bung. It looked good, but lick
another man’s cum?

“Well,” I said, “I dunno about that.” Trish turned
around and shoved her cum coated face up against my mouth.

“Lick it off her,” Charlie urged. “You can do it.”

What the hell, I thought. After all, I did jerk him off. So
I cleaned every drop off Trish, lapping like a dog at his
balls. That had to be the most perverted thing I ever heard
of, let alone did. I mean I’ve had my share of kinky sex,
but this was the limit.

I finally got her all cleaned off. Trish smiled at me and
said, “Time for your reward now, Lenny. I’m going to get my
asshole ready for your big cock. You’re gonna shove your rod
right up my shithole and fuck me good, aren’t you.” I had to
agree.

A jar of Vaseline appeared and Trish applied it liberally
to her butt. Dipping her fingers into the tight aperture,
she worked away, getting it ready for my dick. Carl stood
off to the side with that stupid grin of his. I had never
really noticed it before, but I realized he usually had that
same dumb look on his face.

Trish finished her preparations and got up on the couch.
Grabbbing her ass cheeks, she spread them wide apart and
invited me in for a juicy ass fuck. I slopped a little
grease on my dick and presented it to her hole. She was
loose as a goose. This bitch had buttfucked plenty. My rod
slid right up to the hilt with very little pressure. I began
pumping away at her bowels, getting them ready for my second
load of the evening.

“Fuck my ass. Shove it way up me. Fill me with your cum.
Oooh. Aaah.” Trish mouthed filth as I banged away.

“Get ready, Charlie,” she moaned. What did that mean?
Suddenly I felt a finger on my asshole, a Vaseline coated
finger that went right up me.

“Hey, what’s going on?,” I cried out.

“Don’t stop fucking me, please,” Trish begged. “I need
your cock up my asshole. Fuck me. Hurt me. Do it! Now!”

I got the picture as Charlie’s finger’s got my asshole
readdy for fucking. Well, if this cunt wanted to be hurt,
she would. I rammed her harder than I’ve ever rammed anyone
before. Mercilessly I plowed my dick up the shithole with
long, vicious strokes.

I knew what was coming and when I felt the tip of Charlie
cock at my asshole I screamed in pain and fucked Trish even
harder. She was crying now as I twisted my cock every which
way in her ass. How I avoided pulling out an intestine I’ll
never know. Charlie managed to get all the way in, too,
corn-holing me while he held onto my shoulders. Christ, it
hurt and felt good at the same time. Just this once I
promised myself and never again.

My jism was ready to go again and I blasted thick ropes of
cum up Trish’s ass. The second I was done I pulled out,
pushing Charlie off and out of me.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” he yelled.

“You want fair. I’ll give you fair.” I grabbed the stunned
Trish by the hair and forced her mouth onto Charlie’s slimy
dick.

“Suck that, you whore,” I told her. In her sexual daze she
was like putty and did exactly what I told her. Charlie was
so far gone with the need to cum that he didn’t even care
that his lovely wife was sucking a greasy, shitted-up cock.

I grabbed my clothes and started to get the hell out of
there, wondering what work would be like Monday morning. As
I opened the door, Charlie shoot off with a deep moan.
Trish’s lips were up against his pubes and she gobbled the
whole filthy load down. I had to watch; it was like seeing a
car accident. She cleaned off his cock and together they
dropped to the floor and hugged.

I guess it takes all kinds. I split and never went back to
their house. And Charlie asked for and got a transfer the
very next week.