As her mind drifted she became aware of the sound of giggles through the bedroom wall which separated her room from that of Sandra and Mike, her parents. The giggle was soon followed by a long low moan and a squeal. She was well aware that her parents shared a high sex drive, something she had certainly inherited.. Indeed there was something about sex and multiple partners that seemed to run through the family. Her mother had 5 sisters who between them had had enough husbands to field a football team and still have players left for the substitute's bench!
The squeal was quickly followed by another and then a long low moan. She had known those sounds for many years, Mike had woken up on her special day with a morning wood and Sandra was doing her best to attend to it. Melanie almost knew what was coming next as she slipped her hand down towards her moist pussy, her nipples already hardening. After a few more moans and squeals then she heard the familiar sound of a thud as the bedhead hit the wall for the first time, followed by another thud and then another. The thuds made it clear, as always, that Mike had now penetrated her step-mother, but the pauses between the thuds always indicated he was still on the long strokes, for now anyway. She slid her finger across her wet slit and as she pulled it back again she let it penetrate the wetness between her pussy lips. On the second stroke she let a second finger join it as she arched her back pushing her hips forward feeling her sensitive nipples rub against the duvet as her body moved as she tried to fit with the rhythm of the the next thump against the wall. As it came she pushed her fingers hard and deep inside her pussy. As she gasped and closed her eyes, her mind imagined what it must look like from above them, as if a mirror on the ceiling. She expected the duvet would already be the floor. Mike's body would be overlaid on Sandra, her legs wide apart as his ass rose and fell with every pump of his cock, pushing Sandra towards the wall. Sandra's head would be on the pillow thrashing from side to side as her arms clasped behind his back, urging, pulling his body into hers, wanting every last inch of his cock inside her. How Melanie loved that feeling of a man pressing down on her penetrating her as deep as he could, leaving his spunk deep inside her. That feeling of a man, not just Peter, but the many men she had had, and still enjoyed to use her body for their mutual pleasure sessions.
The gaps between the thumps against the wall were slowly decreasing, the moans and screams becoming more frequent and urgent. Surely her step-mother knew she could hear them through the wall, but if that had worried her the bed would have been moved years ago. Ever since Melanie, in her early teens, had been aware of what the noises meant, Sandra had always been a willing, noisy and expressive sexual partner and Mike an able and willing cock to satisfy her desires.
As Melanie's fingers penetrated her now soaking pussy with increasing frequency to match the thuds against the wall, her mind continued to paint pictures. Now she was on her own marital bed still wearing her wedding dress, but with Peter slamming into her with his hard cock. He was pumping her in rhythm with her own fingers and indeed her father's cock inside her step-mother. Faster, faster, faster and then suddenly the thuds stopped as she heard Sandra emit her familiar long low climatic scream. Almost simultaneously Melanie lost herself in her own orgasm as the images in her brain clouded over with a wave of pleasure than ran right through her body.
In the silence that followed, Melanie could only hear her own heavy panting as her breathing slowly returned to normal as she withdrew her sticky fingers and smiled to herself. Both The bride and the bride's mother had started the day with an orgasm. Melanie felt a warm glow of anticipation certain that for her it would not be her only orgasm that day. She could not be so sure for Sandra!
Quickly she jumped out of bed, gathered a minimum of clothes and headed across the landing into the shower before her mother had the chance to get there first. She giggled to herself, in denying her step-mother access to the only upstairs bathroom, she knew that her father's spunk would end up oozing from her pussy and messing up the bedsheets.
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Peter awoke to the banging on his hotel room door and the sound of his best man Steve shouting on the other side. Peter and his best man had stayed the night before the wedding in the same hotel as the reception would be held later that day. Indeed he was already sleeping in the bridal suite that he and Melanie would occupy that night. He rolled over in the four poster bed which seemed both extra-large and now disappointingly empty.
He recalled that last night they had intended just to have a quiet meal in the hotel and a few drinks in the bar, nothing heavy, just a relaxing and early night before the big day. That was the plan, but that all changed when they got to the bar after the meal. Behind the bar was a cute red haired barmaid, hair tightly bundled up with a just few escaping wisps hanging down framing her bright green sparkling eyes. She was not as slim as his blonde Melanie and was wearing a uniform that was maybe a size too small for her substantial breasts. As she fixed their drinks, it had been Steve that had first indicated with his eyes and hand movements below the bar level how fit she looked. Steve was always the outgoing one of the pair, always up for the chat up challenge, Peter always held back as the quiet one. Once Steve had hooked them in, Peter knew he had a secret weapon that would keep them coming back for more.
The bar was quite empty and they fell into easy conversation with Ginny, as she was quick to tell them. It was not long before Ginny knew that Peter was the groom and already installed in the bridal suite. With Steve as always pushing the envelope, suggesting to her that that maybe Peter would be lonely in the four poster bed tonight and she could keep him company. She had visibly blushed at this suggestion. The conversation between the three of them continued with Steve adding sexual overtones and double meanings as the one drink they had planned merged into another and then another.....and then a few more.
Eventually Ginny apologised that she had to close up. They drank up and were about to leave when Ginny asked if she could give the groom a good luck kiss. Peter had shrugged his shoulders and Ginny came round to the front of the bar and put her arms around Peter's neck. She went in for the kill leading with her tongue. Unlike a quick good luck peck, Ginny was making the most of the opportunity. Peter could not deny that she was a good kisser and her firm breasts felt full and warm against his shirt. His cock reacted as he expected and maybe Ginny wanted, as he felt her push her hips forward against his groin, aware to the hardness she stimulated.
Eventually it was Peter who broke the embrace with a polite thank you. Ginny had dropped her eyes to the very evident ridge in his trousers, she smiled and said she hoped the bride knew how lucky she was or was going to be. Peter smiled and Steve added that she already knew how to be lucky with Peter. He winked at her as they bid their goodbyes and Ginny returned to complete her close down routine. After the usual banter in the lift, the guys parted at Peter's room and wished each other a good night.
It was 10 minutes later, after Peter had undressed and was just about to go to bed in just his pyjama bottoms that there was a knock on the door. He assumed it was Steve and a late night prank. Peter threw the door wide open about to give Steve a mouthful. But he just stood there with his mouth hanging open.
There stood Ginny, a broad smile on her face, her arms folded under her breasts which only emphasized their size even more. Peter stepped back in surprise, saying he was expecting to see his mate, Ginny responded by stepping forward into the door frame and asked if he was disappointed. Peter was stunned into silence and just shook his head. Ginny stepped forward into the room far enough to push the door closed behind her. She said she was just checking before she went off shift if he needed anything from room service, She continued by saying that after she had given him his good luck kiss she could not help noticing that he had a substantial problem developing and wondered if room service could help sort it for him. She grinned and ran her tongue round her dark red lips as she smiled with her sparkling green eyes, her face framed by her long auburn hair which now hung free and cascaded over her shoulders. It was going to be a tough ask to resist what was clearly being offered on a plate.....a room service plate at that!
Ginny wasted no time, she moved forward, once again closing her arms behind Peter, pulling her body in close and sinking her tongue back into his throat. Peter could not, did not want to resist, he just pushed Ginny back against the door. Her leg pushed forward between his and she started to grind her hips against his cock. It took no time at all for the rush of blood to thicken his cock, Ginny must have felt this as she broke the embrace and gasped, she pushed Peter away and her eyes dropped to the sight of the tent pole in his pajama bottoms which held no resistance to his now erect cock!
After a gasp, her eyes visibly widened, she let her hand drop to the waistband of his pajama and then eased her fingers under and inside, her fingers running down the length of Peter's substantial cock. She smiled up at him and commented that she had experienced cocks as long before but never that thick. Peter just smiled and raised his hand to her blouse and started to flick the buttons open one by one exposing her white lacy bra and inviting cleavage.
But Peter hesitated, as the reality hit him. He was getting married the next day, the next night he would share the four-poster behind him with his new bride. But his cock was in the hands of a woman he had only just met and in front of his eyes was the vision of the chance of a perfect titty-fuck, something slim Melanie would never be able to offer in quite the same way. He sighed heavily, realizing this was a moment in time when his cock was ruling his head. Ginny was not hanging around then neither maybe should he!
Without taking his eyes off her intense wide green eyes, Peter lifted his hand to her open blouse and slid his hand inside her bra, moving to ease one of her breasts free. As his hand eased her breast free he glanced down as into view came a large hard dark nipple. Ginny was now gasping as her fingers clasped around the girth of his cock, slowly easing them up and down its length. Peter released the other breast just around the same time as Ginny pulled his cock free of his pajamas.
At this point time seemed to stand still as they regarded each other and took stock. Peter suggested they move to the bed and led Ginny over with one hand whilst holding up his pajamas with the other. Ginny sat on the bed as Peter stood over her. She looked up at him and then took hold of his pajamas pulling them to the ground. Peter stepped out of them and looked down at his hard erect cock which was at that point only inches from Ginny's face. Ginny restrained her instant urge to pull his cock towards her mouth, straightened herself up and pulled the tails from her blouse from her skirt and slipped it off her shoulders. She looked directly at Peter as she reached her arm out to the side and let her blouse fall to the ground as she giggled and visibly blushed. She reached behind her back unclipping her bra that was now below her exposed breasts and repeated the routine.
Carefully she stood up, brushing Peter's cock deliberately with a loud sexy sucking in of her breath between her teeth. She reached behind again and unclipped and unzipped her skirt which fell easily to the ground. She sat back down, this time making more of the deliberate cock brush, again feigning the surprised sexy gasp. Next she bent down her breast swinging in front of her and eased her tights down and casting them to the side adding them to the growing pile of discarded clothes.
With a pout of her lips she looked down. Peter's eyes followed down to the tiny white thong framed by tufts of ginger hair that seemed to creep out from the sides. Peter suggested that she shed the thong and give him a view of her ginger bush. Ginny laughed, looked up at Peter and slowly slipped the thong from her waist then lifted each leg in turn slowly to pull the thong over her feet to reveal her gorgeous tight bush of ginger curls.
Peter lent in and pushed her shoulders back, Ginny threw her arms aloft as she let her back hit the bed, her legs almost seemed to open in synchronization with her easy gentle fall. Peter climbed onto the bed and placed his legs either side of her waist kneeling over Ginny his thick erect cock standing proud pointing towards her face. This time Ginny was not going to pass the opportunity, she lifted herself onto her elbows and lent forward as far as she could, opened her mouth wide and took the exposed dark bulb of his cock between her lips as she closed her hands behind Peter's ass pulling him closer.
Peter's cock slid easily into her soft mouth as her lips closed a seal around its fat girth. Ginny seemed to have little problem accommodating its thickness as her tongue swirled around the dark bulb. Peter looked up at the canopy of the four poster, his mouth hanging open as Ginny worked as much of his cock as she could easing her head back and forth, each time seeming to take a little more. The silence between them continued, only punctuated by slurping sounds and the occasional heavy breath or moan from Ginny.
Peter lifted his hands under her sizable breasts and rubbed his palms across her hard excited nipples feeling like two hard peas on top of a mound of soft flesh. The harder he rubbed the more moans interspersed her rhythmic sucking of his cock. He started to rock his body back and forward in time with Ginny, which increased the power of his thrusts into her mouth. Slowly they rocked back and forward enjoying the sealed union, neither rushing to bring it to an end. But inevitably the excitement grew for both of them. Ginny squealed as his thrusts became harder and ever more urgent they both aware that each was heading towards their inevitable orgasms. She pulled her head back and his cock sprung free, the strands of saliva glistening in threads. She lay back on the bed and pulled him down towards her guiding his well lubricated cock into her cleavage as she pushed her breasts together to form a tunnel.
Peter pushed hard again and the dark bulb of his cock broke through the top of the tunnel. Then as he lent back, his cock retreated from view. Slowly he pushed forward once again. Ginny gave out a long low moan as cock broke through the tunnel exit again. He could she was struggling, trying her hardest to bring her mouth as close as she could to the fat dark bulb at its end. Each time he pushed forward, so did Ginny, she seemed to be getting closer each time, the frustration showed in her face. He pushed again, this time however Ginny let out a wild scream as her body tensed, her eyes screwed shut and her mouth hanging slack as an intense orgasm shook through her body. The sight of her orgasm sent Peter to his own and as his cock emerged through the tunnel of her breasts, the first bolt of cum shot free, painting Ginny's chin with a mass of thick white sticky spunk. She screamed again, the involuntary orgasmic movements of her body meant the second and subsequent shots arched over her chin leaving streaks of cum scattered across her face and hair.
Ginny lay on the bed gasping for air, her mouth open, cum spread across her lips. Her hands fell away from her breasts destroying the cock tunnel they had helped her cleavage to construct. Peter rolled away and over onto his back staring up at the canopy of the four-poster. Wondering what he had just done the night before his wedding and on the bed he would be fucking his new bride Melanie the next night.
They were both breathing heavily, but Ginny had no such thoughts about what she had just encouraged Peter to do, indeed she was certainly not finished yet.
She rolled towards Peter and reached across for his softening cock. Her fingers just able to closed around its fat girth. She worked to maintain its semi hard state. Peter lay back, his eyes closed, enjoying the continued attention Ginny gave his cock, not sure if he should want this to end or not? He felt her body move as she took her turn to climb on top of him. She lent forward and kissed his lips. He opened his eyes to be met by her smiling face, still covered in streaks of his sticky cum. She was slowly rocking back and forward pressing his cock with her hand against her stomach as she moved. He was aware that the stimulation was certainly having an effect.
Peter closed his eyes and left Ginny to work his cock, she seemed determined to return his cock to the hardness she had enjoyed already. Peter heard her whispering to him about what they had just done. How just the feel and movement between her tits had given her a massive orgasm, how she was still horny and needed his cock cumming inside her just as much as she had wanted his cum shot all over her body and face. She kept on squeezing his cock against her stomach as she slowly rocked back and forward. Ginny kept up her verbal encouragement telling Peter she had never had a cock like his, she knew it was fat when they kissed in the bar, but she did not know he could cum so much, had he been saving his spunk up for his new wife, had she stolen her pleasure, was she going to do it again?
Peter was slowly hardening again, he knew he had the capability, something he had done many times before with Melanie as once never seemed enough for her. His cock was not as hard yet as the rigid pole that had shot its load up between her breasts, but hard enough it seemed for Ginny to decide to raise her body and clasp his erect organ easing it between her swollen sensitive lips. Slowly she dropped her body feeling the sensation as Peter's cock penetrated her wet and slippery cunt.
Ginny let out a long low moan as Peter's cock filled her pussy, touching parts that had never felt such a fat cock before. Peter opened his eyes, Ginny had her head held high staring straight ahead, her mouth hanging open. She gasped as she rocked slowly back and forth on his cock. Peter could feel how wet she was, his cock slipped back and forth with ease and indeed excitement in her warmth and wetness.
Peter reached up and clasped his hands around her large pendulous breasts that rose and fell with her movements. He felt the harness of her nipples against the palms of his hands, Ginny squealing like a pig as his palms massaged them as her large breasts swayed.
Between the gasps Ginny kept up her encouraging words, Telling Peter how full she felt with his cock, teasing him asking if he was going to give his new wife the same the next night, asking if her tits were big enough to give him such a good titty fuck and could she make him so hard so quick after he had cum so much.
All this excited Peter more and more as he started to move his own hips in time with Ginny's rocking motion. Suddenly Ginny screamed out and dropped her body against his, their lips magnetically meeting as she pushed her tongue as far into his mouth, gasping as she rode him harder and harder forcing another orgasm to ripple through her entire body.
Ginny pulled herself back up and started flexing her hips faster and faster, her wild red hair flying around as she screamed and moaned as she lost control. Peter pushed his hands up against her hard nipples rubbing them harder and harder as she seemed to push her body forward to meet his rubbing.
Peter was surprised by his own excitement as this wanton redhead kept urging him on with her pleas to fuck her deeper, harder, faster, screaming at him to cum for her, cum hard inside her, cum deep inside her. Peter could not hold back, unsure just how hard he could cum a second time so quickly, his cock continued to slide back and forward with ease in her soaking wet cunt.
Peter yelled out he was going to cum. Ginny just screamed yes, yes, yes as he sent the first bolt of cum deep inside her, his cock was just operating on autopilot as more cum shot from his balls until they could cum no more.
The two of then bound together by the way his cock had stretched Ginny's no doubt well used pussy, they continued to rock back and forth despite both having climaxed, the shared moment and sensation driving them on.
Slowly their rocking eased, eventually ceasing altogether with both still breathing heavily. Ginny looked down on Peter and grinned, her breasts hung free her nipples still hard, her long red hair, now matted and wet, hung around her face. She spoke softly and she lowered her face and kissed his lips again. If his new bride was going get the fucking she had just got regularly during her marriage she was a lucky lady. She added she had never been fucked by a cock that had filled her pussy quite like that. She added whenever he wanted to come back for more she was more than ready and willing.
Peter smiled and raised his eyebrows in response, he was knackered, never had he blown quite such a big load twice in such quick succession, but then Ginny had certainly been worth it as a last fuck before he became married!
He closed his eyes. Not surprisingly his cock quickly softened and he felt Ginny roll off, his cock slipping free. The last thing he heard was her still heavy breathing next to him as he slipped into a heavy sleep.
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He shook himself out of his half-awake state as Steve continued to bang on the door to wake him up. He turned over in the bed, not really expecting Ginny to still be there. But the evident stains on the sheets were a tell-tale sign that Ginny had not been just a dream. He decided that what he had done should stay between him and the barmaid and for once it should not be shared with Steve, especially not today!
Peter opened the door, this time sure that it was Steve the other side. Steve did not look in any better state than Peter. They had both overslept and knew the time ahead of the wedding was limited. Peter found his phone and checked his messages. There were several congratulating him and several mates saying how lucky he was to be marrying Melanie, well actually how lucky he was to be fucking Melanie, something he was already well aware of!
More concerning was one from Melanie an hour ago telling him to send Steve over to collect their buttonholes that had been delivered to her house and more important the rings which he had left with her for safe keeping.
After they exchanged a few expletives, it was clear that Steve needed to leave as soon as possible to retrieve the items!
Peter sat back on the bed, before heading for the shower. He wanted coffee but dare not call room service just in case it was Ginny who was sent up with the coffee and he would be expected to provide fresh cream to go with the coffee!
To be continued........
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