WEDDING NIGHT SEX BLISS (Five Bride Sex Erotica Stories)

by Brockton, Nancy

  WEDDING NIGHT SEX BLISS

  Five Bride Sex Erotica Stories

  by Nancy Brockton

  All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  THE NAUGHTY BRIDE AND THE BAD BOY BEST MAN

  MY VIRGIN BRIDE WANTS ALL THE GROOMSMEN AT ONCE!

  BRIDESMAID BLUES

  HARD HONEYMOON HANDLING

  NEWLYWED WIFE SWAP

  THE NAUGHTY BRIDE AND THE BAD BOY BEST MAN A First Anal Sex Erotica Story

  by Nancy Brockton

  all rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  “Did you just call me a piece of tail?” I could feel my anger rising and I would have slapped him right there, but I took a deep breath and hoped that my fiancé’s best friend had said something different. He raised his eyebrows and chuckled a little bit before he leaned against the wall of the office at the banquet hall. We’d just had the rehearsal dinner, and since Paul had to go right to work afterward, Gerard was driving me home. His father owned the banquet hall, and it was just the two of us there now.“I didn’t say you were a piece of tail, though let’s face it; you’re the best piece of ass around.” I was shocked and the idea of slapping him got more attractive. He continued, though, and I bit my tongue. “I said you were tails. When Paul and I saw you at the bar, I picked heads and he picked tails. We flipped a coin and he won. So, he got the date and he got the bride. I ended up with a lonely cougar that wanted a boy toy but no commitment.”

  “You guys flipped a coin for me like I was some kind of a prize.”

  “Oh shut up, Delly.” He rolled his eyes. “We flipped for the chance to make you a prize.” He looked me up and down. “And it was Paul who got you and eventually won the prize.” I softened, and he pulled me in for a hug. “You’ll be a beautiful bride for Nice Guy Paul and I’ll be Bad Boy Gerard, cursed forever to be best man and never groom.”

  I felt a pang of sympathy and I pulled back a little. “You’ll find a girl to marry, Gerard; and she’ll be a lucky girl.” I leaned forward to kiss his cheek, but he moved his head so the kiss landed on his mouth. He held me tightly and his tongue pushed between my lips. God help me, I couldn’t find the will to stop him, and he kissed me hard. I felt warmth between my legs and my resistance fluttered away. When we finished kissing, he said, “Frankly, I’d rather have a good fuck than a bride anyway.”

  That comment almost brought me back to sensibility, but he kissed me again and as he did, I felt him unzipping the skimpy dress I’d worn to the rehearsal. Every fiber of my being cried out to resist him, but his tongue exploring my mouth was telling my body to ignore the reluctance. Before I knew it, I stood in just my bra and panties, my dress on the floor around my ankles. He kept kissing and my bra joined the dress. He finally took his lips away from mine and lifted me up, carrying me to the desk, where he unceremoniously dropped me on top. I stared at him in shock, but I couldn’t say anything before he was kneeling, pulling my panties off, and suddenly between my legs.

  The feeling as his mouth worked on me was amazing; no one had even gone down on me before and as his tongue worked over my folds, licking gently and then more eagerly and intently. I found myself going crazy with desire. It was wonderful. His tongue was slippery and slick but at the same time, the roughness of the top gave a delicious contrast with each down stroke. I could feel his beard tickling the edges of my thighs as his tongue worked on me and I moaned with the movements. His mouth was just doing wonders to me.

  I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, moaning as he continued to kiss and lick and drive me crazy with his mouth. It was amazing and I leaned back against the desk, putting my palms flat against the top and actually knocking a notebook off. He didn’t seem to care at all he just kept licking. I felt his tongue working on me, and then his fingers as he moved up and put his mouth around and onto my breast instead. It was wonderful, and I moaned as his hand worked on my clit.

  His mouth pulled at a nipple and he gently bit at it and then licked, flicking his tongue around in circles on it. It was as though there was a wire connecting my nipple to my clit and every time his tongue flicked on it, I got more and more and turned on and more and more desperate for things to progress. I wanted his cock in me and I wanted it desperately.

  He did fill my pussy but not with his cock. He stopped rubbing my clit and instead, took two fingers and pushed them in roughly. I yelped because my pussy immediately spasmed and I came. It was amazing! I had never cum that quickly with anyone and yet he had turned me on so much that the orgasm assaulted my body immediately, making me scream. I gripped at his head tightly as he pushed his fingers in and out of me over and over and over and continued to lick and suck on my nipple.

  Finally, he pulled back, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants. I wanted his cock in my pussy desperately but I also wanted the situation to last so instead of letting him push in to me I dropped down off the desk to my knees and the moment his cock was free, I put my mouth on it. He was bigger than any man I’d had before, and I felt a stab of guilt when I realized he was bigger than Paul. Nonetheless, I opened wide and got the head in. I could taste the sticky and salty bit of pre-cum at the top and licked it up. He was so big that my jaw was straining just to get his head in.

  I pushed a little deeper until I got about an inch and a half in my mouth and then I used my hand to stroke his shaft as I sucked on him. He groaned and I felt his hands in my hair and he got more aggressive, pulling me deeper. My mouth was already stretched to the limit but he kept pushing until I felt the head of his cock at the back of my mouth, pushing against the opening of my throat and I gagged a little. He didn’t let go of me but held me there while I gagged and then kept pushing.

  It didn’t happen right away but as he continued to push, holding me tight, I felt the head of his cock slip in to my throat. My throat immediately spasmed and the gags took over. He held me tight and kept pushing in. One inch, two inches, three inches…until suddenly, my nose was buried in his pubic hair and I was all the way down on his shaft. It was the strangest combination of feelings. On one hand, I was panicking, terrified as hell because I couldn’t breathe and I was gagging around him. Tears were flowing down my face from the exertion. But on another level, I couldn’t believe that I had managed to get every bit of him into my mouth. Stupidly, I felt proud, and my orgasm got even stronger.

  He only held me that way for a second or two before he began moving his cock in and out of my throat. I gagged; there was the strange combination of desire and fear, discomfort and joy. Each gag sent thrills through my body that centered on my already cumming pussy and drove me nearly insane with more desire even as I desperately wanted to get off of his cock and breathe.

  He pushed in and out slowly with long strokes. When he got almost all of the way in, he would slam forward so that each thrust made his balls smack against my chin. The whole time, his cock never left my throat. Sometimes it would get to just the head being inside of it, sometimes, his shaft would be buried all the way in; my throat was never fully free of him. He kept at it while my pussy spasmed and tears ran down my face until finally, he pulled out and I gasped in great gulps of air.

  He lifted me up and bent me right over the desk and then I felt his cock inside of me. Only, he didn’t push it into my pussy. In one quick thrust, that massive thing was buried inside my virgin asshole. The shock was so incredible that I opened my mouth to scream but the shock also kept me from making any noise. The only thing that came out was a choked gasp. There was a great deal of pain. It rocketed through my body as that massive thing plowed in to my resis
tant opening. He just held on to my hips hard and kept pushing. Finally, with one vicious thrust, I felt his balls slap against my pussy and he was all the way in my ass. I desperately wished it were my chin his balls had hit.

  This time, he didn’t move slowly, the moment he was all the way in and I felt his balls slap against my pussy, he began fucking me furiously. I was paralyzed; the pain was so intense and overwhelming that I couldn’t think at all. And in retrospect, I suppose I should have asked him to stop. But it didn’t occur to me. I just stayed there bent over and experienced all of the sensations, the horrible sensations coursing through my body. He gripped my hips tightly and began fucking me furiously. Every thrust sent charges of pain through me, but it was amazing because each thrust also did something else. My pussy, which has been spasming from the orgasm responded to the thrusts in my ass.

  A vicious thrust forward would send horrible pain through me, but the after effect of the pain was dramatic and incredible pleasure coursing through my pussy and through me. As he moved faster and faster, the intervals between the pain and the pleasure were smaller, until finally they mixed together and every thrust brought with it the pain and the pleasure at the same time until I couldn’t distinguish between one and the other. He continued pushing in harder and faster over and over and I felt his hands move from hips to hair where he grabbed great handfuls of it and yanked back. Pain shot through my scalp when he did but the hair pulling also impacted my pussy and I found myself cumming harder.

  He thrust into my ass over and over, grabbing my hair and pulling it back so that my neck was bent almost straight up and as he pushed in over and over, I found myself crying out “Oh god, yes fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!” The strange thing about it was that it still hurt. I could still feel every thrust in terms of the pain. It was just so mingled with the pleasure that I didn’t mind the pain. He pushed in over and over stretching me beyond what I would have thought was possible, grabbing my hair and holding me tight as he did, pushing in and out over and over. After all of the years of telling boyfriends they couldn’t have my ass, all of the arguments when they wanted me to try—all of that meant nothing. There was a cock bigger than I’d ever seen buried in my tightest hole and fucking me hard and I loved it.

  My whole body was bouncing against the desk. Things had fallen onto the floor, the notebook was only the first, there were pens scattered, papers, the stapler, and more. As he fucked me I actually began to fear that the monitor from the computer would end up crashing to the ground. He moved urgently until finally, he cried out, “Oh fuck!” I couldn’t believe it; he was going to cum. I had used my ass to make somebody cum; more accurately, somebody else had used my ass to make himself cum. The point was that cock was cumming because of my ass. My ass! More to the point, it wasn’t my fiancé who was getting it; it was the best man! I began to grind myself against his cock, pushing him deeper into my ass, desperate the feel of his load fill me up.

  But, he didn’t cum in my ass; he pulled out while he still had a tight grip on my hair and yanked me backwards, so that I fell down on to the floor still facing away from him. He pulled my hair down until my face was straight up in the air and then I saw his cock descending. The head pushed against my lips. I didn’t want to take it in my mouth right after it had been in my ass; but when he yanked at my hair again, I shouted and yelped in pain. Then the head of his cock was pushing in over my tongue and he exploded inside my mouth.

  Because of how big he was, my mouth was completely opened wide, my lips wrapped around his shaft about halfway. He held me tight with one hand on my neck and one hand on back of my head as he pumped what seemed like an ocean of semen into my mouth. I tasted his hot, salty load, filling me up and realized that Gerald had taken the thing I’d given no other man. He’d cum in my mouth. He held me tight as he pushed forward. I felt the head of his cock back against the opening of my throat and then inside until he pushed all the way down. Now, it was my chin right against his pubic hair and his balls rested on my nose. Of course, being completely forced to take his cock meant I was also forced to take his load, so I not only had my first anal sex, not only had my first taste of semen, but I was also forced to swallow my first cum.

  He held me there for a minute, his cock flitching in my throat while I wondered about breathing again, until finally, he pulled out; gasping , I collapsed on the floor. I watched him pull up his pants and zip up. Then, he said, “I guess Paul got a pretty good deal with you.” I was still a bit in shock, but I stumbled to my feet and started pulling my clothes together. Finally, we were both dressed and we left the banquet hall.

  We were silent during the ride home, and when he pulled into my driveway, I said softly, “You know when I’m married this can never happen again.”

  He nodded. “Yeah, I know.”

  I reached out and took his hand. I lifted it to my mouth and sucked his index finger into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Then, I looked at him. “The good news, Gerard, is that I don’t get married until tomorrow.”

  MY VIRGIN BRIDE WANTS ALL THE GROOMSMEN AT ONCE!

  A Wedding Night Reluctant Gangbang Erotica Story

  by Nancy Brockton

  all rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  The wedding ceremony was beautiful and I was excited most of all because I’d succeed in landing the perfect man. Not only that, though it had taken a hundred or so blowjobs to keep my virginity and although I’d lost a number of relationships in my high school and college years; I’d managed to stay a virgin until then. I’d had more than one cock in my mouth and more than one cock in my ass; but no one, no one, had ever taken my pussy. The only one who got it and the only one who ever would was going to be my husband. So I was more than a little proud after we said, “I do.” As we walked to the reception I was excited to know that I truly had the right to wear a white dress. The reception was wonderful but it would be a lie to say that I wasn’t eager to get to the hotel room and finally lose it. The time just seemed to go so damned slow and I knew everybody was being kind; they all wanted to say how proud and pleased they were, giving us their blessings. All I wanted to do was get out of my wedding dress, get underneath my husband in my naughty bridal lingerie, wrap my legs around him, and finally have a cock take my pussy. He was sweet and appreciative as he always was and eventually things died down.

  Finally he looked at the groomsmen, all four of them and said, “We gotta find a way to get out of here, so uh, why don’t you guys take off. That will give me an excuse to leave with Cassie.” I smiled at him; that was my man! Donnie always knew what to do. He really was a great fiancé and I knew he’d make a perfect husband. He was kind and caring and he had never judged me, even knowing how many times I’d had a cock in front of my face. I’d even taken on three men at once before, not letting them have my pussy but making sure that every single one of them was satisfied with my mouth or ass.

  A lot of men would have thought that made me a slut but not my man. No way, Donnie thought that it made me wonderful and I was just so happy that we were finally married. I was so excited at what was going to happen and how we were going to be together; I was especially excited about finally giving my virginity to him. I could tell he was excited about it, too. He smiled at me, leaned in, gave me a kiss on the cheek and told me that he had something special planned for our wedding night. I almost giggled. Of course he had something special for our wedding night! I hadn’t held back for all these years so that it wouldn’t be special.

  We were staying at a four-star hotel about thirty minutes from where we had the wedding. We’d spend the night there and then tomorrow we’d be off to Europe for our honeymoon. Right then the only thing I wanted to do was get him into bed and get busy with him. We were finally able to sneak out of the reception after saying our goodbyes and I could barely stand how excited I was as we got into the limo that drove us to the hotel. I couldn’t wait. I leaned down, unzipped his tuxedo pants and pulled out his big cock.


  I loved his cock and now it was mine. I immediately put my lips around it, feeling it grow large and hard. I sucked, moving my mouth up and down, licking and holding his balls with my hand. I felt his hands pet my hair and heard him groan, “Ahh, tonight’s gonna be so special.” He continued to push up into me and I smiled around his cock. It was going to special. I pulled my mouth off of him and began licking up and down his shaft but he pushed me away. He pulled his cock back inside his pants, zipped himself up and leaned forward to kiss my cheek. “I need you to be in tip top shape when we get there, Babe.”

  I looked up him and said, “Don’t worry! I can handle it.”

  He smiled mysteriously then leaned further into me and kissed my ear. “I hope you can,” he teased. I was having fun with the way he was talking and blushed when he got out of the limo and insisted picking me up right then.

  He carried me to the elevator, pressed the button, held me the whole way up and then carried me right to the door of our room. He kissed my cheek again and looked into my eyes, “We’re married and that means starting tomorrow, I’m the only one who ever has you; your mouth, your ass and your pussy. They’re all mine.” I smiled and put my arms around him in an embrace and kissed his cheek.

  “Of course Baby,” I said, “Now that we’re married, you’re the only one who gets me.”

  He smiled back. “Do you think you’ll miss it?”

  “What do you mean?” I wasn’t sure what he was referring to.

  “Do you think you’ll miss having more than one man at a time, having the freedom to suck as many cocks as you want?”

  I smiled. The truth was, I was a little worried that I’d miss it, but that’s not what I told him. I told him, “Baby, you’re all I’ll ever need!”

  He looked pleased, “Starting tomorrow, Cass.” He pushed open the door and suddenly hands were all over me, groping me. I was shocked! It was the groomsmen – they were all there. And before I could even react, I was forced down to my knees and a cock was against my lips. I opened my eyes wide in shock but before I could say anything it was pushing past my lips and into my throat. I gagged around it, unknown hands holding my head tightly. I felt other hands ripping off my dress; it was totally overwhelming and unexpected – what was going on?