The Cheat

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Michelle,
24,
long dark hair,
5'4"
34DD

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Michelle smoothed her wedding dress down, and checked her profile in the mirror - not bad she thought, she hardly looked pregnant at all, despite the fact she was only a few days shy of six months along.

She made her way down the aisle, to where James, her boyfriend, stood at the alter rail. She smiled, and walked confidenly to him, no nerves, and recited her vows without a hitch. She smiled at him, pleased with her catch.

James was a lawyer, working long hours in the city, but they had not long ago purchased a nice place in Surrey, where she and the baby could live in relative luxuary, while James would work long hours, and spend the weekdays in London, coming home at the weekend.

She was pleased that James had immediately insisted that they marry, as soon as she told him about the baby, which, of course, he thought of as his. It wasn't, or at least she was 95% certain it wasn't.

The important thing was that James believed he was the father, and was blissfully unaware of any other possibility. She smiled, and kissed him, as the service concluded.

They left the church, and were congratulated by their guests as they exited the church, and Adam, who had stood at James' best man, took her in his arms, kissing her deeply, and then whispering one word in her ear, before moving to congratulate his friend. That word was "Later".

Adam was the front runner in the lottery for who was her baby's daddy, and he and James had been friend for several years. They had attended law school together, but Adam had dropped out, and had since made a living in various "get rich quick" ways.

The speaches passed quickly, with the usual array of jokes, toasts and congratulations, and then she danced with her husband. It seemed so strange to think that she had one of those, and she intended to keep him, and the lifestyle to which he was introducing her.

As the evening passed, and everyone had a few drinks, she danced with almost everyone, being careful to avoid Adam, not wanting to draw attention to them. She had a few drinks, she shouldn't, but she did. That was the story of her life!! Then, a hand grabbed her from behind, dragging her onto the dance floor, just as a slow dance began.

He held her too close, and despite her buzz from the champagne, she pressed him back from her, but he still held her to him, grinding his hard cock against her, making her moan.

"Whore!"

the word whispered in her ear, shocked her, and she recoiled a little.

"Slut!! Deny it! Deny it, if you dare! That's my baby growing in you, and I want you right now. You're mine, whenever I say so, or I'll tell him, and you'll be out on your ass!! Room 1438, ten minutes!" and with that, he kissed her cheek, and left.

Her heart hammered. She had promised herself that her wedding would be a fresh start, but Adam delivered on something she needed, and she throbbed with desire, before sneaking out, and taking the elevator up to the fourteenth floor, and finding 1438, she knocked on the door, her clit pulsing hard, throbbing with need, and she knew she wanted what he would give her!!

"Ah Michelle, the beautiful bride, close the door behind you,"

His tone foretold the nature of their encounter, his voice dripped with sarcasm. No longer was she the tease, tormenting him, having him at her beck an call, now he was taking on the position of power!

"Do you think James has any idea that you are such a complete slut and that it's actually my baby you are carrying?"

She blanced. He wouldn't tell, surely?? James would be crushed, but he would kick her ass to the kerb so quickly, and she would have to go out, try to get a job, manage on her own, and she had tried that already, albeit, with out a baby to support, and it had sucked. She liked her life - shopping, beautician, personal trainers, mitchelin restaurants, five star hotels....... yes, and she would do anything to keep it!!

"Well Michelle, I'm going to be the first to fuck you on your wedding night, you must feel like such a whore."

She should have been shamed, but she refused to let him do that to her!! She held her head high, and glared at him.

"You might be my first, but certainly not that last and, as for you being the daddy, I dont think so - I mean, I can't recall, did you even cum that night????!!!"


"Mmmmm, Michelle all I could think about, whilst you was at the alter, was the natural jiggle of your big tits, your tight shaved pussy and the feeling of you sucking on my big cock."

He pushed her to her knees, her back still to the door, and she knew he had her over a proverbial barrel. despite her best intentions, her cunt began to throb with desire, excited at his words, and the mental image it gave her, of him lusting for her as she married his friend. It was so.... wrong!! She fucking loved it!!!

She wanted to ask him what he wanted, but she knew. She'd give him what she wanted, before she maneuvered her way out of it.

"You're going to be my personal fucktoy forever Michelle, unless you want your comfortable lifestyle to be over. Do you understand? You know James would divorce you and would lose everything if he ever found out."

She knew what he said was true, and she hoped to halt his words, so she unfastened his belt, then the button and zip of his pants, taking his long, hard cock into her mouth, and working it with her lips and tongue, and then even her throat. She hummed, the vibrations stimulating him futher. She was so horny now, her juices dampened her thighs, and she hoped he would be happy with a quick blow job, so he wouldn't discover the full effect he had on her.

"I'm going to have to come up with some kind of plan for us to have some fun when you are on your honeymoon, even if you have to cancel it,"

Surely not! There was no way he could do that, surely??? They weren't going far away. The wedding was impromptu, and James had a big and important case, so they had booked a place in Ibiza, just in case they had to come home early. She had hoped that if that happened, she could stay on. James wouldnt object, and she could persuade him easily,but now...... that didn't seem such a good idea!!

Adam, she thought had always been a bad boy, and that, was a large part of his attraction . He was wild in the sack, or the backseat, or against the wall, or behind the nite club, or anywhere else, for that matter, and he'd always been a bit.....well, dominant, but it had been somewhat tempered, as though he was holding himself in check, but it seemed that he had now parked those reservations, and planned on enjoying her to the full.

There would be no quicky, no speedy blow job, before she went back to her weddding reception. He had her over a barrel, and he knew it. All the cards were in his hand, and she was at his mercy, and, if she was honest, it made her wet.

"Please dont try and pretend you didn't feel my hot spunk fill you up that night, like every other time we fucked."

She flush, recalling it well, their sex always had been exciting!! If only he had James' cash and social standing, he would be the perfect man, a little rough around the edges, just the way she liked it!!

Fingers intwined in her hair, he drove his cock deep into her throat, and she sucked him with vigor.


"Mmmmm, it's good to see you haven't lost your touch Michelle. You better slow down though, I wanna fuck that pregnant pussy before I send you back to your husband."

God! It was so wrong! This was her wedding! She was committing adultery before the ink was even dry on her marraige cert! But, fuck it, it made her throb with desire. She had been so incredibly horny since she had gotten pregnant. She was insatiable, and God knows James was dull as ditchwater!! She had gone through seven lots of batteries in both her vibe and her rabbit, but, while that would take the edge off, it did not deliver what she wanted, needed. It didn't give her nasty sex, and sometime, just sometime, she needed that!!


"There's those big tits I remember sucking on as I fucked you."

He was playing with her now exposed nipples. She was so sensitive, much more so than before, and her nipples were rock hard, throbbing, and begging for his mouth on them. She thrust into his hands, pressing hard agaisnt him, as her clit pulsed hard. It felt as though it was protruding through her tiny panties.

"I bet those panties of yours are soaked already aren't they, Michelle. You can't help being a horny nympho slut can you,"

Oh God! Her panties!! No way could he see them! She could just imagine the triumphant smirk - if he recognised them! He surely would!! They were a cheap, red lace pair that he had bought her from a sex shop, one night in SoHo. They screamed "whore" beign crotchless! She had worn them as her "something old" and had hoped they might fire up James' libido. Never had she imaged that Adam would be aware of what she had on under her dress, although, she had to admit, it had made her excited to stand at the alter, beside her husband, and her former lover, wearing his sex shop gift!!

"Why don't you hitch your wedding dress up and show me your panties and stockings."

"No! I dont think so!" she siad with disdain. "Fuck off now, Adam! You got what you wanted, Goodbye!"