Smut Your Mouth

The Bride: Part II

By the time he got back to his feet, he’d already opened his pants and freed his erection. He didn’t even let Leigh catch her breath. He shoved himself into her hard and deep, thrusting without mercy or apology. He wanted her raw from sex when she walked down the aisle, every step reminding her of his desire for her. 

He kissed her calves, her ankles as he pumped his hips furiously against her. With the arrival of friends and family, he’d been banished to a hotel three days ago. Now, he had three days of pent-up need within him. He thrust three times as hard, three times as long, and finally, when he came with his eyes shut tight, he poured three times the semen into her. 

After catching his breath, he pulled out of Leigh and cleaned himself off as she lay panting on the bed, her legs still up in the air tied to the spreader bar. Bryce found Leigh’s abandoned white panties and brought them back to the bed. 

He unhooked her ankles from the bar and rested them on his shoulders. Slowly, he slid the satin panties down her legs and over her hips. 

“Don’t you dare take a shower between now and the wedding,” he ordered as she removed her ankle cuffs and put all their supplies away under the bed.

Leigh rolled up and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He held her close and tight and hated that he had to let her go now.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered. 

He dipped his head and dropped slow kisses onto each nipple before kissing her lips. 

“Now get dressed, forget the shoes, and if you get stressed again, just think about my cock in your mouth, your pussy, and your ass…in that order.”

“In other words, think about the wedding night?”

“Exactly.”

* * *

Later that day…

Bryce stood barefoot and waiting at the altar as the music began and one by one, equally barefoot bridesmaids walked down the aisle. He didn’t even glance at them, didn’t even see the two hundred assembled guests, didn’t even see the groomsmen at his side. He saw only Leigh as she appeared in the doorway bathed in sunlight and smiles. From under her dress he saw her naked toes peeking out. And he knew his semen still lingered inside her, private proof that she belonged to him already.

“That’s my girl,” he said softly to her as she reached the altar.

“Now and always.” 

The reverend stepped forward and cleared his throat.

“You two ready to tie the knot?” he asked in a whisper.

“Definitely,” Leigh said.

Bryce nodded at him and took a breath. 

“For the second time today.”