u/CaterpillarTop9408

Rich groaned and orgasmed all over my stomach. His seed was white, matching my lingerie set. I moaned in delight, half faking as if we’d cum together. It was our wedding night, after all.

Rich collapsed next to me, gasping for air. He had been a virgin, one of those ultra-conservative “save yourself for marriage” types. The sex had been… subpar to say the least.

“That was amazing,” he gasped. He rolled over and tipped back a bottle of water. He was fully nude as I lounged in my bridal set. “So amazing.” He whispered. He curled up on his side and drifted to sleep, totally drained from the day.

I was not ultra conservative. I was not a save yourself for marriage type. I was the girl who had met porn at a young age. I’d seen more porn now at 25 than I assumed most people would see in their whole life.

I started to run myself, playing with his cum, but it wasn’t… hitting. It wasn’t right. I went to the bathroom and toweled off. I admired myself in the mirror. Tight body, blonde hair still curled, and a face of bridal makeup to accentuate all of my nice features, I deserved to enjoy my wedding night.

I slipped into something comfortable for the night, yet alluring

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Who are you? I’m guessing a stranger at the hotel bar? Maybe I have to go down the street a bit and find a different bar at this time of night? Maybe you decide I look too damn good to pass up. Maybe you take me back to your apartment, one way or another. Perhaps even a full friend group making sure this bride gets the attention she needs on her wedding night.

Maybe you’re my new father in law, you had been drinking and you didn’t fully recognize me. You would by morning as you came for the third time and I gushed with your seed. Surprise me, delight me, or perhaps even a female or multiple girls have to be there for one another after all.

Bring me your best offerings and I’ll give you mine in return.

Rich groaned and orgasmed all over my stomach. His seed was white, matching my lingerie set. I moaned in delight, half faking as if we’d cum together. It was our wedding night, after all.

Rich collapsed next to me, gasping for air. He had been a virgin, one of those ultra-conservative “save yourself for marriage” types. The sex had been… subpar to say the least.

“That was amazing,” he gasped. He rolled over and tipped back a bottle of water. He was fully nude as I lounged in my bridal set. “So amazing.” He whispered. He curled up on his side and drifted to sleep, totally drained from the day.

I was not ultra conservative. I was not a save yourself for marriage type. I was the girl who had met porn at a young age. I’d seen more porn now at 25 than I assumed most people would see in their whole life.

I started to run myself, playing with his cum, but it wasn’t… hitting. It wasn’t right. I went to the bathroom and toweled off. I admired myself in the mirror. Tight body, blonde hair still curled, and a face of bridal makeup to accentuate all of my nice features, I deserved to enjoy my wedding night.

I slipped into something comfortable for the night, yet alluring

\\\*\\\*\\\*\\\*

Who are you? I’m guessing a stranger at the hotel bar? Maybe I have to go down the street a bit and find a different bar at this time of night? Maybe you decide I look too damn good to pass up. Maybe you take me back to your apartment, one way or another. Perhaps even a full friend group making sure this bride gets the attention she needs on her wedding night.

Maybe you’re my new father in law, you had been drinking and you didn’t fully recognize me. You would by morning as you came for the third time and I gushed with your seed. Surprise me, delight me.

Bring me your best offerings and I’ll give you mine in return.

Rich groaned and orgasmed all over my stomach. His seed was white, matching my lingerie set. I moaned in delight, half faking as if we’d cum together. It was our wedding night, after all.

Rich collapsed next to me, gasping for air. He had been a virgin, one of those ultra-conservative “save yourself for marriage” types. The sex had been… subpar to say the least.

“That was amazing,” he gasped. He rolled over and tipped back a bottle of water. He was fully nude as I lounged in my bridal set. “So amazing.” He whispered. He curled up on his side and drifted to sleep, totally drained from the day.

I was not ultra conservative. I was not a save yourself for marriage type. I was the girl who had met porn at a young age. I’d seen more porn now at 25 than I assumed most people would see in their whole life.

I started to run myself, playing with his cum, but it wasn’t… hitting. It wasn’t right. I went to the bathroom and toweled off. I admired myself in the mirror. Tight body, blonde hair still curled, and a face of bridal makeup to accentuate all of my nice features, I deserved to enjoy my wedding night.

I slipped into something comfortable for the night, yet alluring

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Who are you? I’m guessing a stranger at the hotel bar? Maybe I have to go down the street a bit and find a different bar at this time of night? Maybe you decide I look too damn good to pass up. Maybe you take me back to your apartment, one way or another. Perhaps even a full friend group making sure this bride gets the attention she needs on her wedding night.

Maybe you’re my new father in law. You had been drinking and you didn’t fully recognize me. You would by morning as you came for the third time and I gushed with your seed. Surprise me, delight me.

Bring me your best offerings and I’ll give you mine in return.