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This is the beginning of a long series documenting parts of our journey written in mixture of fictional events or characters to excite and develop the line better. If you are not into gangbangs and degradation or long series, you should stop reading now. Consent is almost always given or assumed, with both myself and my wife thoroughly enjoying the process with no regrets nor disagreement in fact, it brought us closer than ever (true ). Enjoy!
“It’s our big day tomorrow dear, are you excited?”
“Of course I am! I can’t believe I get to marry such a beautiful woman. It must have been something I did right” I teased.
She smiled as we cuddled in bed. “Will you get tired of me?” She asked suddenly.
“No hon, why would I ever be? I dare say we are in every way compatible. The way of life, personality, interests.. I’ve never felt we were on a different wavelength thus far. Even in bed.”
“Oh? You sure about that? Just because I entertained your fantasies and kinks? But what if I’m just going along with you?”
“I’m sure you aren’t. I can feel it. If someone’s just going along with the flow, you can see and feel from the body response, you know. But tell me, did you not enjoy any of those fantasies?”
She kept silent for a few moment and just looked at me. I can’t sense what emotion she’s feeling nor what she’s thinking. “Hon, you alright? I mean you don’t have to answer that. I’m just curious. And I don’t want it to be onesided where you’re forced to play along my fantasies.”
She took a deep breath and replied, “No, it’s not that. It’s… quite the opposite… and hence, my hesitation. I don’t feel forced to play along. Well, maybe a little at the beginning when we dated yeah, but not anymore.” She climbed down from on top of me and lay beside me hugging me tightly.
Sensing she’s hiding something, I wasn’t sure if I should be probing now. Sometimes, it’s just best to give space and eventually we will confide to each other. “It’s ok, let’s just enjoy the night before the big day.”
The big night for us came and she was dressed in this beautiful white bodyhugging gown that accentuated her curves. But what is really capturing all the attention is her chest. While it isn’t a deep plunge V, it was nevertheless a lowcut where ample cleavage was shown. The tightness of the gown had squeezed and pushed her tits together making it look almost two size larger.
She saw where my eyes were and grinned, “It’s not like you never saw them before. Do you really have to stare that long?”
Caught by her, I looked up. “Ahem… I mean, they are seriously gorgeous. I don’t know if any men can resist not looking at that pair of bountiful assets.”
She walked up to me and whispered into my ears, “Isn’t that what you want? You would love to see all the men ogle at me no?” I sported a hard on from that and froze on the spot imagining the scene.
She touched my crotch, felt the hard on and knew the answer. She smiled and walked away to get prepared. “Well, you better get prepared to show off your wife to all the people out there then.”
We walked down the aisle and everyone was just focusing their attention on us. Or should I say, mostly on her, the beautiful bride. A huge sense of pride came to me knowing that I’ve nailed such a wonderful woman. And then there’s more. A tingling sensation of arousal lingers as I watched all the men looked at her with lust as she walked. Her soft luscious tits jiggle and shake with each step she took.
My close buddies sitting at the isle table stared in awe as this fine lady walked past them, all prim and proper striding with pride of her natural beauty. They had seen her multiple times before and knew she’s hot with a great body. But never had they imagined her to be this gorgeous and beautiful when she’s all dressed and dolled.
During the break, we went around meeting and greeting groups of people. When we got to my buddies, every one of them wanted to have a turn beside my wife. So we ended up spending a long time with them. I can see why though. They stood real close to her, grazing her back and having their hands gently around her waist. From where they stood, you could look down from her shoulders to see her beautiful cleavage. She eyed and hinted me what they were doing, and I shrugged. She looked down and saw a tent on my pants and realised I’m getting hard from all these. She just grinned and looked away.
We broke off from the group and went to the next. My buddies got together and one finally broke the silence. “How did he nailed such a hot woman?! I can hardly believe my eyes.”
The night ended like a blink of an eye, with most guests departed and only my close buddies stayed behind to help us out.
As we clear out our stuffs, she bent down to pick up a wallet that had dropped behind a chair. From a distance I saw my buddies all froze and stared at my wife’s direction and I realised why. With that wedding gown and bending over this low, it’s hard not to imagine what view it is. I immediately sported a massive hard on. Knowing that our close friends are right in front of me ogling and staring at her cleavage, the scene was too much to take in. Eventually, I turned my head to look at her direction, only to find her staring right back at me. She saw right through me and the lust filled eyes. Shifting her eyes downwards, she noted my raging hard on. And she can’t help but getting a little turned on knowing that something so innocent could set me off easily. Her body responded with lust coming off her now too. I witnessed that change and she smirked a little before deciding to stand up from bending over so long.
In that instant, everyone snapped out of the moment and awkwardly turned away so it doesn’t get any weirder.
Once all is packed, we headed back up to the hotel suite and I see my buddies out at the door. Before leaving, one of them turned around and said “dude she’s amazingly hot tonight. Make sure you do her good and give her everything you’ve got!” He winked and another chimed in, “Yeah bro! She’s wickedly hot! I don’t think I could have hold off any longer if I stayed around man.” He covered his face feeling frustrated from temptation and let out a loud grunt before turning away.
Without revealing too much of my expression, I remarked “What? Because she was bending over that much and you guys were staring at it?”They froze and stare at me realising they were caught ogling her.
I laughed, “Seriously guys. You have seen hotter women before. And it isn’t the first time you’ve seen her! Why such a huge reaction now?”
“Oh you very well know why bud. It’s impossible to not see and stare at her tonight! Im sure we aren’t the only guys. I can prove to you…”
“Fine fine, I get it Alex. I’m not arguing on that with you. I’m just saying, you guys seem overreacting tonight, is all.” I was sure to not let them know that the whole scene, is actually turning me on.
“But.. Shaun, don’t mind me saying this, meant no offense at all but, that was… wow. It almost seems like they are gonna spill out anytime with that tight gown.” On note, all of them gaped a little in awe remembering that scene vividly in their mind.
“That’s my wife you’re talking about, you bunch of horny dudes!” I snapped and they returned back from their dream world feeling a little guilty. These friends of mine were close enough that we shared and talk about girls we admire and frequently, even exchanged some of the dirty topics as guys always do. So it’s no surprise for them to casually share such remarks.
“I know! But that’s precisely the problem! Our dear friend just married a freaking hot woman! My mind is… blown away!” I can’t help but feel proud at that remark as it feels more complimenting than dirty. I smirked, “Well.. thanks. I know I got lucky. I’ve been obsessed with her the first time I saw her. I’m glad I got her now!”
We all chuckled until one of them grinned and said, “Obsessed with what, huh? Weren’t they the same things we’ve talked about when we all first saw her and over the years, we’re still on them?”
They have been talking about me all these years? She thought and continued listening to the conversation behind the door.
And yes, admittedly I was first attracted to all her natural assets and beauty before getting obsessed with her personality and how well we could connect with each other. While pursuing her, the gang often shared and admired how beautiful her body was in our casual men chats. I can’t help but felt slightly turned on thinking about it again.
Before anything becomes too awkward, my friends decided to leave us alone and left saying “Well, do tell how good she looks naked when we get together next time!” They joked about it as they walked towards the elevator. I turned around to head back into the suite and I saw my wife standing behind the door. Eyes wide open, I said “You…. Heard everything?” She gently nodded and stared right back into my eyes.
“Sorry, I.. we didn’t mean it. We were just chatting and the topic just… I apologise on their behalf, you know they meant no harm.”
“No.. that’s.. not a problem at all.” She paused for a moment before picking up the courage to ask. “Did you… were you guys talking about me all these years? I hope.. it wasn’t anything bad.” Knowing full well that the topic was surely nothing about her shortcomings. If there were any to begin with.
“Of course not hon, they were singing nothing but praises about you! About how great a person you are and how you were a perfect match for me, about how you had beautiful..”
“Assets and a hot body?” She cut me off before I could even finish as I meant to say her eyes. I was at a loss and didn’t know what to answer her. “Why? You guys have the guts to talk about my body behind me but you don’t dare to admit in front of me?”
“It’s not that.. I just thought things like these are typically seen offensive to most women.” I quickly defended, though sensing her tone wasn’t of a negative vibe but rather, of a curiosity and maybe a hint of being intrigue about the details instead.
“Well you know I ain’t those people. You know you can say and tell me anything. I’m just.. curious I guess. About… What you guys said and… am I really that gorgeous?” She reveals a slight blush and smile, feeling shy about the compliments and being admired for years by others. As with every living person, it’s only natural to want to feel good being admired, especially as you grow older or after marriage.
“There’s never been a single doubt about it. Can’t say the hottest and prettiest for sure, that would’ve been too exaggerated but surely amongst all the people we’ve known, you held the number 1 spot. I mean, it’s evident enough over the years how friends, colleagues, friends of friends, acquaintances, people we met and people whom we walked past, have all been staring and admiring you sweetheart.”
She blushed even more, looked down and smiled. I held up her head and looked into her eyes, “It must have been many decent things I’ve done in the past to accumulate enough merits to be rewarded with such a goddess.”
“Right. Too many decent things done and now in this life, you’re to do indecent things huh?” She joked and we chuckled before retreating back into the room. We washed up and got ourselves out of the uncomfortable tuxedo and gown. Finally, after a long day we get to lay in the bed and rest. She came out of the bathroom with only her bra and panties on, walking towards the bed seductively.
Over the years we’ve been dating, I’ve always known she can be wild in bed and she knows how to get your attention well. And it is for that fact I know she’s had experiences in the past, certainly not new to . But she’s been adamant about not talking about the past, so I didn’t press on. Every now and then, I always wondered what’s she hiding?
We made out and had an incredible as always, but tonight the both of us seems a lot more eager in bed. She continued staying on top of me and I can only stare and admire this gorgeous person in front of me. Her tits hanging beautifully full and round at her chest, and a relatively flat belly curving to her wider hips before reaching her slender legs. She’s what most of us would call “hourglass” but more on the petite and slender side. Her smooth white skin just wraps up the package like a perfectly made porcelain vase that’s just beautiful to look at.
“Still haven’t had enough of me? You’re staring at my body way longer than this morning.”
“I can never ever get enough of you hon. Never. You’re simply too gorgeous and too…”
“Fuckable, hmm?” Raising her eyebrow and grinning at me. “Why won’t you say it? Still afraid to offend me? Might I remind you that as of tonight, I’m yours forever?”
That remark startled me and woke me up from my dream that, yes! I have her now, in my arms in my bed forever! I shouldn’t have to hide or hold back anything. In fact, I should feel even more comfortable opening up to her more!
“Yea… Yeah you’re right. I’m sorry, I still haven’t snap out of it thinking it’s a dream. I guess now, it’s a dream come true already. And yes, very very fuckable body indeed.”
She grinned and cupped her tits with a gentle squeeze, “So much so that in all your fantasies, I’m always being fucked senseless huh?”
Lust begins to fill my eyes and I got hard again. I simply nodded. But what she didn’t know were the details of the fantasies. Over the years, all I shared were that I had fantasies of her being in different indecent acts, being pounded hard all the time, in different positions and revealing her body parts in different occasions. But she never knew the exact scene setups.
“So tell me, what were you and your buddies saying about me? Or more specifically, my hot body?” Emphasising on the “hot” word.
I gulped and decided to come clean with her. “Well you know how guys enjoyed ogling at a beautiful body and you had one. So every now and then when we met up and touch on such topics, they would inadvertently mention about you.”
“Like what? Be more specific. I want the details.” I could sense her edge when she said that. Is she getting excited too?
“Well, like… I mean, you know…” I stuttered, not fully sure how best to say it. She stared right into my eyes as if demanding me to spit it out. “Fine, you want the details, don’t regret it. Guys are always guys, alright. We talk shit and we don’t hold back much sometimes. Though I’m sure they did when it’s in front of me.”
“Whenever they mention about you, they would always first talk about your tits. About how soft and full and big they were. Though they never really knew your cup but they were all guessing at one time.”
“What did they guessed?” She sounded very excited to know.
“Varies. Some days they would say they are confident you’re a C cup and some days they weren’t sure and thought you’re probably a big B. And at times when you dress with a deeper cleavage, they thought your tits grew to a D cup.” Laughing at how silly they were as I said it.
She giggled but blushed a little and said, “Well they weren’t too far off I guess. And what did you say?”
“They looked at me actually, hoping to shed lights to the number 1 mystery in their mind. I didn’t say anything of course, basically just laughing it off. And they would then continue talking about… your other parts. Albeit a bit softer, not knowing if it would offend me. I heard them though.”
She licked her lips and I swear I thought I heard her heart beat fast now. She waited for me to continue. Reluctantly, I continued “They started wondering how your pussy looks like and if it’s clean shaven. And they started chatting amongst themselves who preferred shaven or trimmed and what not. Then they.. well obviously, started dreaming how it must have felt like to fuck a gorgeous woman like you and if they ever had a chance.”
I stopped right there waiting to see her reactions. She just froze in place staring back at me. But I felt her tremble a little and her heartbeat faster than before. I thought it was the perfect point to stop and see if she’s opening up or rejecting.
Moments of silence later, she whispered “Chance to… fuck me?” The moment those words left her mouth, I instantly got rock hard and grunted out. She felt it and rested a hand on my chest, feeling my heartbeat fast. “Is that what they say? Is that what they want?”
I stared back at her, not knowing how to respond now. But unknowingly, maybe powered by lust, I gently nodded.
“Is that… what you want?” I didn’t answer her and flipped her on her back and proceeded to pound at her pussy relentlessly hard before coming into her. She didn’t need my answer after. My actions had already gave her what she needed.
We woke up fresh and naked, but ready to start our first day as a newly wed couple. We had 2 more days at the hotel so we decided to just spend the rest of today chilling out together and around the hotel. We got ourselves changed, had our breakfast and headed to the pool. There weren’t many ladies around, mostly guys laying there with their sunglasses on. When we walked in, you can visibly see these guys shifted a little. Perhaps eyeing my wife walking in as they waited all day to finally have a hot lady dropping by.
As she removed her clothes revealing her bikini, almost all the guys gaped and some lifted their sunglasses. As obvious as their actions were, my wife wasn’t offended by that. She dressed to kill. And I’ve always told her, if you have the body flaunt it like it’s your pride. After all, you worked hard for it and you were blessed with it. It would be ashame and ungrateful otherwise. Besides, everyone grows old one day, and what we now possessed may not stay forever with us. She couldn’t agree more to that.
She looked over her shoulder to see my reaction. After seeing my erection, she grinned and walk over to the pool. Needless to say, I can’t walk out with that erection. I sat down with the towel over my pants and watch her go. Her graceful strokes and the gentle sunlight makes her glow like a supermodel in this moment. All eyes trail her body as she swam back and forth. I’m sure she’s well aware of that nevertheless.
As for me, I can’t help nor hide the fact that I’m erotically turned on by the scene as all men eyed her up and down like predators ready to pounce on the meat. She had enough laps going and as if intentionally, she did it in a slowmotion lifting herself off the water and clasping both her hands closer inwards her chest. That action squeezed her tits making them look larger and dropping off from her bikini. She paused for a moment before unclasping her hands and lifted herself out of the pool. At 2 o ‘clock direction, she saw an older man literally gaped his mouth open lifting his sunglasses and stared right at her. She looked over at me and saw the tent beneath the towel and grinned.
“Enjoying the show?” She remarked as she walked over to me.
“Do I still have to spell that out?” I lifted the towel and you can obviously see my raging hard on. She smiled, pleased that her performance had been well received. “That’s it?”
“What? You want more? Perhaps removing my tiny bikini and let these men ogle at my naked tits?” I was dumbfounded by her upfront comment, but smiled at her willingness to open up. I didn’t answer her.
“Are you seriously thinking about that?” She was a little shocked at my reaction. Or rather, lack of reaction.
“Well I didn’t say anything. But neither am I stopping you too,” I replied. She contemplated on what I just said but dismissed it. As we prepared to leave, her towel dropped. She hesitated awhile, looked over at me and I shrugged. She let out a sigh and made an instant decision. Instead of just squatting down to pick up the towel, she turned around facing all the men still in her bikini and bend over. In this position, she had to bend over a lot to reach the towel. She intentionally clasped her hands again to squeeze her tits out and stayed in that position for extended time. Accidentally, due to the thin fabric of the bikini, her right tit came out revealing her erected nipple for all to see. She noticed that, panicked for a moment and decide against adjusting it. In that moment, her senses heightened and she actually got very turned on and excited. As she picked up her towel, she looked up and saw a waiter in front of her staring right at her exposed tit. She blushed and smiled before standing up and adjusting back her bikini.
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