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22/01/2020
Wife J here to post this time. So this actually wasn't our own idea - we had heard it elsewhere. Maybe here? I just don't remember. But when the opportunity presented itself, we (especially my husband) jumped on it hehe.
This is back when we were tying the knot. Our wedding planner was that kind of hometown girl sexy. Light brown hair, blue eyes you could drown in, just a few freckles, large breasts and ass... not thin, but just right and beautiful in anything she decided to wear. And she was quite outgoing and bubbly, as you'd expect someone in her position to be. We'd hit it off throughout the process and she did a spectacular job for us with the even the small details. She was affectionate with both of us, which made sense given her personality. It sometimes made me a little uncomfortable how she would hug my now husband's whole body so close, or just let her gaze linger even when he was done talking, or kiss him on the cheek so close to his mouth, but I pretty much brushed it off. She had a boyfriend, too. A little about me - I get jealous, and when I get jealous, I get horny. So my husband is really the one who benefits.
So forward to the wedding day and it's going amazingly. I looked gorgeous in my dresses and my husband was drool-worthy in his tux (especially because he doesn't dress up a lot). We're all drinking and having a spectacular time. I don't drink much, so a couple drinks gets me tipsy and I was at least a few in that night. The night winds down and we head back to our suite tired but definitely turned on - I mean, it was our wedding night and I was drunk so we're going to get at least a little freaky.
We start touching each other and kissing and pulling the clothes off one another when there's a knock at the door. Who the heck is knocking on our door tonight?? I look through the peep hole and it's our wedding coordinator Hannah with a gift basket. I told my husband it's just Hannah so he doesn't throw anything back on - just buttons his pants (no shirt). I throw a robe on since I'm down to my undies and answer the door. She was sorry to interrupt but just wanted to check in one last time and drop off some extra gifts the guests had left. She saw J in no shirt and me in a robe and put two and two together. She got a little blushed and looked at my husband and pushed my shoulder and said she was sorry to interrupt in this slightly high-pitched voice that made it sound like she was flirting more than apologetic. I told her it's okay and she can put everything down on the table. When she was doing that, my husband came up behind me and started kissing my neck and groping my pussy over the robe and given how drunk and horny I was, I was not at all concerned that she was there. I got kind of lost in the moment and we probably went on a little long as when I opened my eyes again, she was just watching us.
She asked if she should go now. That's a weird question, I thought. Like why would you stay. But, for some reason I laughed and was like if you want. What the heck lol why would I say that? Just awkward and drunk I guess. She looked kind of hesitant and that's when my husband went back to kissing me and grabbed me, exposing my breast. I saw her swallow nervously and realized she actually wanted to stay.
I figured we're not going to see her again and I could feel my husband's cock swelling and getting hard as a rock against my ass so I figured what the hell. I told her if she was going to stay, she should probably get a little more comfortable. We don't let others physically into our relationship, but I figured if she wanted to watch and provide something hot to look at, why not? A little too quickly she pulled her shirt over her head exposing her large breasts and unbuttoned her jeans as she walked towards us. I stopped her - no, no, I said. You can watch from there.
What followed was about an hour and a half of me getting screwed in various positions while she fingered herself and fondled her breasts. There's no way the other guests didn't hear us. She'd cum so loud and that would turn us on and I'd scream to top her and show off how good that dick felt and my husband was having the time of his life watching her finger herself and shake in orgasm while he railed me. She left her panties on the whole time but seeing how soaked they were a few orgasms in turned J and I on. And they only got wetter. I mean she fingered herself hard (kind of like I do) - slapping her clit, pushing more fingers in to get that amazing fullness, it was hot. I came so many times that night. Mmm hehe.
Send pics and stories if you'd like to swap. We pretty much stick to couples or women, just so you know.
This is back when we were tying the knot. Our wedding planner was that kind of hometown girl sexy. Light brown hair, blue eyes you could drown in, just a few freckles, large breasts and ass... not thin, but just right and beautiful in anything she decided to wear. And she was quite outgoing and bubbly, as you'd expect someone in her position to be. We'd hit it off throughout the process and she did a spectacular job for us with the even the small details. She was affectionate with both of us, which made sense given her personality. It sometimes made me a little uncomfortable how she would hug my now husband's whole body so close, or just let her gaze linger even when he was done talking, or kiss him on the cheek so close to his mouth, but I pretty much brushed it off. She had a boyfriend, too. A little about me - I get jealous, and when I get jealous, I get horny. So my husband is really the one who benefits.
So forward to the wedding day and it's going amazingly. I looked gorgeous in my dresses and my husband was drool-worthy in his tux (especially because he doesn't dress up a lot). We're all drinking and having a spectacular time. I don't drink much, so a couple drinks gets me tipsy and I was at least a few in that night. The night winds down and we head back to our suite tired but definitely turned on - I mean, it was our wedding night and I was drunk so we're going to get at least a little freaky.
We start touching each other and kissing and pulling the clothes off one another when there's a knock at the door. Who the heck is knocking on our door tonight?? I look through the peep hole and it's our wedding coordinator Hannah with a gift basket. I told my husband it's just Hannah so he doesn't throw anything back on - just buttons his pants (no shirt). I throw a robe on since I'm down to my undies and answer the door. She was sorry to interrupt but just wanted to check in one last time and drop off some extra gifts the guests had left. She saw J in no shirt and me in a robe and put two and two together. She got a little blushed and looked at my husband and pushed my shoulder and said she was sorry to interrupt in this slightly high-pitched voice that made it sound like she was flirting more than apologetic. I told her it's okay and she can put everything down on the table. When she was doing that, my husband came up behind me and started kissing my neck and groping my pussy over the robe and given how drunk and horny I was, I was not at all concerned that she was there. I got kind of lost in the moment and we probably went on a little long as when I opened my eyes again, she was just watching us.
She asked if she should go now. That's a weird question, I thought. Like why would you stay. But, for some reason I laughed and was like if you want. What the heck lol why would I say that? Just awkward and drunk I guess. She looked kind of hesitant and that's when my husband went back to kissing me and grabbed me, exposing my breast. I saw her swallow nervously and realized she actually wanted to stay.
I figured we're not going to see her again and I could feel my husband's cock swelling and getting hard as a rock against my ass so I figured what the hell. I told her if she was going to stay, she should probably get a little more comfortable. We don't let others physically into our relationship, but I figured if she wanted to watch and provide something hot to look at, why not? A little too quickly she pulled her shirt over her head exposing her large breasts and unbuttoned her jeans as she walked towards us. I stopped her - no, no, I said. You can watch from there.
What followed was about an hour and a half of me getting screwed in various positions while she fingered herself and fondled her breasts. There's no way the other guests didn't hear us. She'd cum so loud and that would turn us on and I'd scream to top her and show off how good that dick felt and my husband was having the time of his life watching her finger herself and shake in orgasm while he railed me. She left her panties on the whole time but seeing how soaked they were a few orgasms in turned J and I on. And they only got wetter. I mean she fingered herself hard (kind of like I do) - slapping her clit, pushing more fingers in to get that amazing fullness, it was hot. I came so many times that night. Mmm hehe.
Send pics and stories if you'd like to swap. We pretty much stick to couples or women, just so you know.
Poster:
Wife J
