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6 months ago it was my wedding day and almost everything was going perfect. As I was in the dressing room, waiting for my big moment, my girlfriends and I heard a knock at the door. Thinking it might be the groom my best friend openned the door a crack and peeked out. It wasn't the groom or anyone I had told my entourage about. But when I saw who it was I asked the girls to give me a minute. They filed out past this man who was twice my age. In his 50's he was smoking hot, with salt and pepper hair, laugh lines at the corners of his blue eyes, still in shape from his regular workouts and as it so happens, my co-worker at the law firm where I am a para-legal.
Max eases the door shut and once we're alone and tells me how beautiful I am. I spin around in my flowing white dress and beam under his gaze. We have never done anything, not even touched each other by accident. But he regularly confesses to me his sexual escapades. I greatly enjoyed hearing them and some of the more naughty things really made me wet. He needed to confide in someone and I lived those adventures safely and vicariously.
He whistles low and told me again how hot I was. I stepped forward and hugged him and thanked him for coming to my wedding.
He kissed my cheek and told me my husband to be was a lucky man indeed. He said this softly and right next to my ear. I felt his breathe on my neck, could feel his chest under his suit coat. I don't know what came over me at that very moment but I kissed his lips. I quickly started to pull away, but he cupped my face in his hands and deepened our kiss. As we stood there, making out, (theres no other word for it), I felt myself reach inside his suit coat and slid it off his shoulders. It fell to the ground.
I pressed my breasts into his chest and felt his manhood growing in his slacks. I ground into his cock and my body had a mind of its own as my vagina searched for a way to rub against, which by then, was a substantial hard-on. There was no doubt that he was better endowed than my new husband.
As the seconds ticked by and out kissing became more intense I felt my juices break loose and flood my panties. My heart was pounding. I don't have any idea why I did what I did next. It was very out of character for me. I stepped back and reached for his belt. I unclapsed it and riped his zipper down, dropped to my knees. I was aware of the rustling sound my dress was making. I pulled his pants and jocky shorts to the ground and his cock sprang free right in my face. I had never told him hold often I had daydreamed of sucking him off.
I took his beautiful full cock in my mouth and hands and began working it as deep as I could while simultanously using my toungue to lick the shaft and my lips to slide over his veiny skin.
After about 30 seconds of this he said he needed to be inside me. NOW. I felt that need too and stood up. I started to remove my dress and he said no. He spun me around, had me lean over the chair in front of the makeup mirror and hiked my dress up over my waist. His fingers felt my soaked panties and he said I wouldn't need those. he ripped them in half and tossed them aside.
There I was in my wedding dress, heels on, looking in the mirror at one of the hottest older men I've ever seen, about to be fucked. Thats when I realized we didn't have a condom. I've had sex plenty of times but never without a condom, not even with my soon to be husband.
I started to say STOP, but then he entered me. I felt his rock hard cock slide inside me. His hands were on my hips pulling me into him. It felt WONDERFUL. Instead I said Fuck me Hard.
He started pumping and I was driving to meet his thrusts. Watching in the mirror was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. I could feel his pace quicken and my pussy started to quiver. My orgasm was intense and I gushed juices down the inside of my thighs. I was still cumming when he shot his load. I felt his cock pulse over and over again, and his balls tighten and slam into my clit. This caused me to keep cumming in waves. He held my hips tight to his waist and pumped his seed deep. It was as if I could feel his sprem coating my ovaries. I had Never felt something so intense in my entire life.
He slowly backed out of me and said he has dreamed about doing that for so long. I told him I did too. Thats when I heard a light knock at the door. We scrambled to straighten outselves out and get dressed. We both got clothed in record time. The handle on the door turned and door swung open just as he knelt over and picked up my ripped panties and stuffed them in his pocket.
He turned to me and said I wish you happiness on your wedding day and left as my maid of honor came in.
Later, as I walked down the isle his semen was running down my legs. I knew where he was sitting but didn't even glance his way as I walked by. I did, however, feel my pussy get wet as I did so. This caused a glob of our combined juices to drip on the isle carpet.
Later that night my new husband said I had never ridden him so hard before and he didn't know what came over me but was glad it did. Me too I thought. Me too!