A Wild, Taboo Wedding Night (closed for whisperwish19)

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It was around 8 p.m. when DJ Dominic Cruz (aka DJDC) stepped to his laptop and kicked off his playlist for the evening. Dinner was fantastic, the speeches by the best man and maid of honor were a little inside-jokey, but entertaining, and everyone enjoyed the mother/son and father/daughter dances...but now it was time for everyone to have a good time!

Yes, it was a typical wedding reception inside the ballroom at the upscale Parkside Hotel on this beautiful Saturday evening.

And as he watched his son, Josh, dance with his bride, Katy, surrounded by all the guests, Scott Miller sat at the bar with a beer in his right hand and a smile on his face. At 23, Josh was the younger of his two children that he had with his wife, Valerie, and he was also the couple's only son.

Josh seemed to have a different girlfriend every time the seasons changed throughout college, so when Katy remained a topic of conversation through Josh's senior year of college and into his first year of post-graduate life, Scott was convinced that his son had finally found the one. Josh had done well in college and gotten himself a good job out of school, so finding a woman as sweet and charming as Katy was...well, that was just the icing on the cake!

Scott took another sip of beer as the first song of the night transitioned to the second, and he began to reminisce about his own wedding almost 25 years before. He had "married up," as his friends told him at the time -- not only was Valerie stunning, but she was four years older than him!

Now with both of their children married, Scott was looking forward to spending more time with Valerie -- cruises, vacations, all those things that empty-nesters do. And someday, they'd be able to watch their grandchildren. That all would come in due time.

For the moment, though, Scott was ready to just have some fun. He downed the rest of his beer and made his way out onto the dance floor to let loose, wearing his tuxedo sans jacket.

It was clear that Scott, now 47, couldn't do the same things he could do in his 20s. He had put on a few extra pounds, which he managed to hide well. His short dark brown hair had begun to thin and his green eyes weren't as piercing as they used to be. But that easy-going, fun-loving personality never left him, which is why there were cheers upon his entrance onto the dance floor. He clapped and began to move to the music with the other wedding guests.
 
Lauren, despite the tightness of her bridesmaid dress, was on the dance floor enjoying the thumping of the music and the swirl of the colored lights. She wasn't dancing with anyone in particular, though she had initially been dancing with her friend, and the bride, Katy, but had since twirled and shimmied her way from one end of the dance floor to the other. She wasn't normally a big dancer but she was feeling it, and she enjoyed seeing the looks from the guys who surrounded the dance floor. They were definitely looking, though most of them were her age, which meant they were a little too young for her taste.

Lauren liked older men, especially older men with money. Not that she was a gold digger, not at all. She had enough money, and her parents were wealthy enough to help with anything she needed. She just liked the way older, richer men treated her. She had since she was a teenager and since then she had only become more adept at finding sugar daddies to spend her time with. Everett, her current sugar daddy, had chosen not to attend the wedding, which meant Lauren was a free agent for the evening, and she was definitely interested in a little wedding hook up, if she could find the right man.

The blonde was about to leave the dance floor to get a drink when she noticed a middle aged man dancing near her. She moved a little closer to him, but it wasn't until she was directly in front of him that she recognized him as the father of the groom. She had been introduced to him at the rehearsal but was struggling to remember his name.

She moved close enough that she could lean forward and speak into his ear, "You seem like you're having a good time, Mr. Miller."
 
As Scott moved across the dance floor, he could see a cute blonde working her way in his direction. He remembered the face from their prior introduction at the rehearsal dinner and the fact that she was one of Katy's friends, but that was all that came to memory.

He leaned back down to the bridesmaid's ear.

"So do you. I'm so sorry -- I'm bad with names, and the drinks haven't helped with that. What was your name again?" he said with a nervous laugh, his face turning a little red with embarrassment.
 
Lauren laughed when he said he couldn't remember her name, hoping to put him at ease. She put a hand on his arm holding him in place so she could lean close to his ear, close enough to let her lips brush against his ear, "I'm Lauren, Katy's friend."

As she spoke, her breasts pressed lightly against the older man's chest, and Lauren felt a tingle of excitement at the prospect of seducing him. There was no real reason to. She didn't know him. She had a man of her own. But, then again, there was no real reason not to. Her man was at home, and she would probably never see Katy's dad again in her life.
 
"Ah, yes, that's right. I'm so sorry," Scott said, apologizing again to his daughter-in-law's friend. "It's nice to see you again, Lauren," he added.

His eyes wandered toward the bar, then back to the pretty bridesmaid standing before him. "If you were heading to the bar, don't let me stop you. I'm just here dancing," he said with a polite smile.
 
"I'm only going to have a drink at the bar if you are going to join me," Lauren replied with a mischievous grin, even as she continued to dance in front of the older man.

As she waited to see if he would take the bait, Lauren turned her back to him and seductively, but subtly wiggled her butt in front of him, even bumping against his pelvis momentarily before turning back around.

"Come on, I promise not to get you too drunk," she joked,.
 
"Well, I've already had quite a few -- "

Scott began his thought but couldn't finish it, as Lauren turned around to tease him by wiggling her butt in front of him, even going so far as to brush against his pelvis while doing so.

No woman had done that to him in years. How could he say no? And it was only just a drink.

"You promise, huh? I don't know if I believe that," he teased with a grin. "Alright, let's go -- lead the way."
 
If they had been in some random night club, Lauren would have taken Scott's hand and led him from the dance floor, but there were too many familiar faces and too many eyes, so she resisted the urge and simply walked casually to the bar. She had already made up her mind that she wanted the older man, but she couldn't afford for any of his friends or families to notice that she was flirting with him.

As they approached the bar, Lauren asked one of the bartenders for a drink and then turned her back to the bar and leaned against it, smiling at Scott who was just behind her.

"So, where's Mrs. Miler at?" she asked, glancing around as if looking for the dark haired woman.
 
Scott ordered another beer before leaning his side against the bar while waiting for his drink. His eyes followed Lauren's out toward the dance floor and around the reception hall, but he couldn't find his wife.

"Eh, I'm pretty sure she's out there dancing somewhere. Too many people around to pick her out of the crowd," Scott laughed.

"Did you come with anyone?" he asked, politely making conversation with the bridesmaid.
 
"Oh, no, my boyfriend couldn't make it," Lauren answered casually before taking another sip of the fruity drink that Katy and her new man had "created" for the reception. She considered saying more, but didn't want to seem too aggressive. She still hadn't decided whether Scott knew that he was being hit on, or if he was oblivious.

"I'm all alone, and your wife seems to be busy, maybe we should keep each other company?" she said as she turned to sit the drink on the bar, letting her bare shoulder brush against his arm.
 
"Aw, that's a shame."

Here was this very pretty girl, who was without her boyfriend on a night where everyone was celebrating love, togetherness and all of that. He felt bad for her having to cope --

"...maybe we should keep each other company?"

For the first time during his interaction with Lauren, Scott caught on that he wasn't just her friend's father-in-law; he was also the object of her affection for the evening. Everyone else in his social circle knew that he was happily married, and so he made it a point to show off his wedding band as he replied to Lauren.

"I really appreciate it, and I'm flattered, Lauren...but that's not a good idea. I should probably get back to the dance floor," he said, blushing a bit as he began to turn away with the intention of heading back to the dance floor.
 
Fuck! Lauren thought the moment the words left her mouth. She had gone too far, too fast and she knew it. She saw the dawning on Scott face as he realized that she was doing more than just being friendly or flirty. She saw his body tense and knew that he was about to bolt.

Well fuck it! Might as well go for it, she told herself as she subtly slipped her hand into his pants pocket and moved her hand to his package, fondling it. Her other hand going to his back.

"No one will ever know," she assured him, glancing around to make sure no one had noticed that her hand was in his pocket. "You can fuck my brains out and no one will ever know. Think about it."

She gave his cock a squeeze through the fabric of his pants and then slowly slipped her hand out and reached for her glass, waiting to see if he was still going to run away, or if she had convinced him to stick around.
 
Against his better judgment, Scott turned around at the sound of Lauren's voice. He was about to repeat his firm 'no' and get himself out of the situation, but before the word could escape his lips, the bridesmaid slid her hand inside his pants pocket and gave his cock a squeeze.

Scott's eyelids flew open at the gesture, and his face reddened. Had anyone seen it?

Through a quick scan of his surroundings, he estimated that no one had. The offer was on the table for him to 'fuck her brains out,' as she so eloquently put it.

Maybe it was the alcohol talking, maybe it was the occasion, or maybe it was because Lauren was hot as fuck. Whatever the reason was, that 'no' became a...maybe?

"Where would we go?" he asked.
 
Lauren watched as Scott's head turned left then right, scanning the nearby crowd to see if anyone was watching or had noticed where her hand had disappeared to. Despite his concern about being caught, she noticed he made no move to pull away, or to tell her to stop. He was considering it, she realized. Assured that no one was paying attention, Scott finally spoke.

"Where would we go?" he asked.

Lauren, her hand still in his pants pocket, still rubbing his cock through the fabric, thought for a moment. "We could go back to my hotel room, it's just down the street...or, if you prefer something more immediate, I'm sure we can find a bathroom or an unoccupied meeting room."

"Honestly, I was thinking about just fucking you right here on the bar, but I think some people might notice," she joked, finally discreetly slipping her hand from his pocket.
 
Scott held back a groan as Lauren continued to massage his cock through his pants pocket. He squirmed a bit under her touch while she suggested a few places they could go.

There was no way he could sneak out and go down the street without a search party going out for him, but he would be running the risk of getting caught in a bathroom or meeting room.

Still, of the two options, the choice was pretty simple...

"Men's room. Five minutes?" he questioned. He still couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth, but the temptation was far too much for him to overcome.
 
"Okay, the one to the back on the right," Lauren indicated a particular door with a slight nod of her head before turning her attention to the bartender, so that Scott could slip away unnoticed. She finished another drink and then, checking the time on her phone to make sure it had been long enough, she started toward the door that led into the hallway which contained the restrooms.

Half way there she stopped to give Katy a kiss on the cheek and to say hello to the groom, and then she was moving again, casually making her way out of the reception area.

A moment later she pushed the door open and slipped into the men's bathroom, hoping that Scott hadn't chickened out and that there were no other men in the bathroom at that moment.
 
Scott nodded, finished his drink and stepped away from the bar. On the way to the restroom, he bumped into his wife.

"Gotta break the seal," he joked to her, an uneasy smile on his face as he looked at the woman he had been faithful to for so long.

He briskly walked to the restroom, heart thudding in his chest as the gravity of what he was about to do settled in. Upon reaching the restroom that Lauren pointed out, he noticed that there was no one else inside, which gave him a chance to step to the sink and splash his face with some cold water.

There was still time to forget about all of this and to do what was right.

Instead, Scott waited as the minutes rolled by like hours until Lauren stepped in.

Once she did, he gave himself an opportunity to look her over once more. It was like she got more attractive since he saw her at the bar.

If there was ever someone worthy of cheating on his wife for, she may be it.

"You should lock the door," Scott told Lauren after she slipped in. "There's no one else here."
 
Lauren grinned slyly when she saw Scott, her grin growing even wider when he told her they had the room to themselves. She quickly turned and flipped the deadbolt lock so no one else could come in, then turned back to the older man.

She walked toward him, letting her hips sway a little and her eyes locking onto his, "Are you ready to fuck my brains out, Mr. Miller?"

She didn't wait for him to answer, stepping up to him and letting her hand slide down to the front of his pants, quickly finding his cock beneath the fabric. Even as she rubbed his crotch, the blonde leaned in and kissed the handsome older man.
 
The way in which Lauren brazenly asked Scott if he was ready to fuck her brains out sent a shiver down his spine. He stood still as she approached him, and grunted his approval while she rubbed his cock.

Lifting her chin, Scott lowered his head to kiss the bridesmaid, allowing his tongue to swirl around in her mouth. His free hand reached around her tight body, dipping just low enough to grab her ass.

Scott broke the kiss and took control of the situation, spinning Lauren around and bending her over the nearest sink. Lifting her dress to her hips, he gave her ass a smack.
 
Knowing nothing about Scott except that he was older and married, Lauren didn't really know what to expect when she went in for the kiss. Would he be the type of man she had to seduce every step of the way, leading him through every phase or would he be the more confident type, the type who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to take it? He was a good kisser she thought, and when she felt his hands move down her body, squeezing her ass, she suspecting he might be the latter.

A moment later, when he bent her over the sink and forced her dress up around her waist, she knew she was in for a good fuck. She looked back over her shoulder even as he gave her ass a nice smack.

"Hmmm, Mr. Miller," she purred as she reached back and pulled her thing to the side, exposing her pussy to him. "I can't wait to feel you inside me."
 
Scott had lost all control at this point.

The happily married father of the groom would never have imagined himself in this position mere hours ago. How could he be so easily seduced by a woman half his age who made it crystal clear that she wanted nothing more than his cock inside her? Where were his morals? Where was his head at?

With his pants and boxers in a pool at his ankles, his other head slipped between Lauren's pussy lips and probed deep inside her. His hands were seemingly glued to her hips, his wedding band still on his finger, a sign of his infidelity.

Scott's head tilted back as he began to pump into the bridesmaid, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing throughout the bathroom.

"Is this what you were looking for?" Scott spat through grit teeth while delivering a hard thrust that sent Lauren's upper body jolting toward the mirror that was positioned over the sink.
 
As the older man pushed himself into her pussy, Lauren was pleasantly surprised to find that he was well above average. She wasn't picky but on those rare occasions where she found a wealthy older man who was also well endowed, she was particularly pleased. And he was incredibly hard, something else that she had grown to value, considering some of the older men she had been with had problems in that area.

Lauren let out a groan as Scott began to thrust in and out of her, his hands gripping her hips. The sound of his body slapping against her ass cheeks filled the room and the feel of his cock pushing deep inside her left her smiling into the mirror in front of her. She had been wet the moment he had pulled her dress up and she could feel herself getting wetter with each thrust of cock.

"Is this what you were looking for?" the older man asked, ramming his cock into her even harder than before, practically pushing her entire body up onto the bathroom counter, her face pressing against the mirror.

"Yes...fuck yes!" she responded as she glanced over her shoulder at him. "This is exactly what I was looking for." After a couple of more thrusts, Lauren pushed herself up, letting Scott's cock fall free from her cunt. She quickly turned to face him, then lowered herself down to her knees in front of him and grasped his wet cock with her hand. The pretty young woman smiled up at the older man for a moment before guiding his cock to her mouth and attacking it eagerly with her tongue.
 
Scott loved the feeling of Lauren's tight pussy squeezing his cock as he pumped in and out of her, so it was with a slightly disappointing sigh that Lauren pulled herself from his shaft.

The disappointment didn't last long, though, as Lauren nearly inhaled his cock before bathing it with her tongue. The sensation of her tongue sliding around him made Scott's toes curl in delight. A hand reached her head, helping it bob back and forth over his length.

Scott couldn't remember the last time he got his cock sucked with so much vigor. Sure, his wife would give him head every now and then, but she couldn't hold a candle to the way that Lauren was blowing him.

"Fuck," he moaned in delight, placing his free hand on the sink to support himself as Lauren tended to orally pleasing him.

"You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up," he said as he looked down into her eyes, teasingly warning her of his approaching orgasm.
 
Lauren really got into the blowjob she was giving Scott, alternating between licking him, sucking him, jerking him off and sometimes doing a combination. She loved cocks, and she loved to suck them and play with them. She also loved a nice big set of balls, so every so often she would duck her head down and suck on Scott's balls, sometimes stroking his cock while she did it, other times, just letting his cock rest on her head or face.

The younger woman had just popped one of Scott's testicles from her mouth and was putting his cock back into her mouth when he indicated that he might be getting close to an orgasm. She let him push his cock deep into her mouth one more time before she released it and stood up, smiling at him.

"Not yet..." she said as she lifted herself up and kissed him, giving his cock a chance to "cool off" for a second. Then she was pushing him backward, pushing him until he backed into a stall and sat abruptly down on the toilet. Lauren, holding the dress around her waist to the side, carefully climbed onto his lap, straddling him and sinking down onto his throbbing manhood.

As Lauren began to bounce up and down on the older man's lap, riding his hard cock, she reached behind her neck and a moment later she was lowering the front of her dress down to reveal her breasts, which she happily shoved into Scott's face.
 
Scott began to really enjoy the enthusiasm with which Lauren sucked his cock. She worshipped his balls and just let his hard cock rest on her pretty face. His wife never did things like that, and he wasn't expecting her to start anytime soon.

There was a slight embarrassment in his voice as he told her he was going to cum, but Lauren made that feeling disappear by kissing him and playfully pushing him back into the nearest stall to the point where he fell back onto the toilet. As she sank down on his cock, Scott was once again able to savor the feeling of her hot, tight pussy taking him in.

"Fuck," he growled while smacking Lauren's ass. Initially, he tried to start meeting her bounces with upward thrusts of his own, but her shoving her breasts in his face had him focusing on those instead. He sucked at her breasts while she rode him, making sure to look up into her face every once in a while.

"Now you're really gonna make me cum," he groaned. "In your mouth..." he added, not wanting to take any risks, even though the sex was so good he didn't want to pull out.
 
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