The Bridesmaid [MF]
I recently found myself at a wedding where I knew few people. It wasn't somewhere I was thrilled to be; just one of those events you need to attend. Nonetheless, I found a seat at the ceremony, nowhere near the front, but not quite in the back. As more people filed in, a group of what I can only describe as "finance bros" surrounded me - a few on my right, more in front. I've dealt with their type often enough and made pleasantries until the ceremony started. And I think they had a comment about every bridesmaid - "looks like a milf", "wonder if she's single", and "great tits on her". They were right, one in particular had great tits, and the snug bridesmaid dresses did well to attenuate them, which just a hint of cleavage to make a man's mind wander.
Fast forward to cocktail hour, and I find myself next to "great tits". I tell her she looks great, and we chat about the bride and groom. Maybe it was the alcohol flowing, but I mention to her that the finance bros had comments on all the bridesmaids. Quizzically, she pokes "and what did they say about me?" At 6'4", I'm quite a bit taller than everyone, and instinctually looked straight down at her cleavage. With a quick wit, she replies "well, I'm not surprised. And you seem to agree." She grabs her drink, and moves own to talk to some of her other friends milling about.
Later on, I watch as she brushes by some of the very men who had earlier made comments about her. It was direct and purposeful on her part - a hand on their arm, breasts pushed out, brushing directly against their arms. I could see each look her up and down, clearly undressing her with their eyes, wondering how perky those spectacular breasts are, wondering what she would look like on her knees, on her back...
The night wore on, drinks flowing (God bless the open bar), dancing with her on occasion, chatting until the guests that remained ended up at the hotel for the after party. She became flirtier as the night progressed, and I certainly knew how I wanted the night to end. Being blunt, I whispered in her ear "are you ready to back to the room?", my hand firmly planted on her tight ass. A simple "lead the way" was all I needed.
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Perhaps we would have been all over each other in the elevator, but with it quite full, we remained composed. All composure went to the wayside as soon as the hotel room door closed - deep, hard kissing, hands groping, feeling her gorgeous firm breasts. And her inhibitions came down with the doors closed, her voice now sultry, whispering "you've wanted to feel them all night, haven't you?" And she didn't stop there, partially undoing her dress, pulling them out, nipples already hard as she pulled at my own pants, pushing me backwards toward the bed. She looked like a dream as she pounced, tits out, ripping at my clothes to get to my skin, dragging her nails down my chest. If I wasn't turned on before, I was now, and she took notice. It was as if the whole scene turned her into a dirty talking whore - "aren't you lucky, so many guys staring at my tits, fucking me with their eyes, and you get to have me..." All I could do was take it the sight of her as she ran a fingertip up and down my cock, making it twitch, before dropping her plump lips to suck. It was nearly too much as I felt her tits brushing against my bare legs, making me moan and squirm as I grabbed at her hair. Pulling away for a moment, she almost growled "it makes you throb knowing so many men wanted this, doesn't it?", before taking it deep into her throat. She knew all the right buttons to push, and just how far to push them; nails on my chest, tits against my legs, teasing just the right spots without pushing me over the edge.
It was clear she was in control, and she wanted nothing more than to take her time and tease before picking up the pace. Slick from her tongue, she stroked faster and faster, and I knew I wasn't going to last as she sucked the head with her pouty red lips. I didn't even have to warn her; she knew I was going to cum, and stroked until she could taste it, dropping her mouth to take it deep, and swallowing every drop. As she slowly pulled her mouth away, she stroked it softly again, prompting me to grab her arm, the sensation too much to take. I swear it made her grip my cock even harder before she finally released, sliding her tits along my body as she laid upon my chest. All I could say was "fuck, that felt amazing", to which she simply replied "isn't that why you married me?"
