Wedding Slut

[Talachan]

Wedding Slut [closed to Indiscretion]

Hope this is satisfactory, Sir...

Today was the day. The day I and my beeloved husband Mark would be wed for eternity, I didn't think my smile could be any bigger on my face. A long flowing white gown accented my form beautifully, earning some looks that just made me giggle and smile back, enjoying the attention. I had always felt wanted, and now today would mark the day there would not be another set of eyes looking at me without seeing the glistening of a wedding ring on my ring finger. To calm my nerves I had a few shots of tequila, offered by my dear sister who 'knew best'. The party was wonderful, and the band made everyone sway with the tunes. A large room for all of both sides of the family to fit into, decorated with a mirror like floor and walls, nearly like a dance studio. Seemingly simple tables stretched across the area, covered in white table cloths. Everything had been hand picked from a catalog, nothing but the best for me and my love.
Walking and greeting all the family members that attended, I smiled and played my part as the gracious, welcome wife, even going up to the stage and welcoming the band members personally for attending. My eyes didn't stray too far from my beloved, and as he walked in, he took my hand in his and led me off the stage, dancing elegantly across the floor as the band slowed to more sensual dancing, my eyes closed as my husband to be led me across the floor, eyes only opening when another interjected.

 

[Indiscretion]

I lazily play the chords to each song I've played a thousand times before at a thousand weddings before, barely even noticing what is going on around me, my mind on other things.

It's just like the old Louis Armstrong tune... "Another bride, another groom, another sunny afternoon..." I've seen it all before but it's better than working behind a desk and until I get picked up by another band that's actually making decent money, this will have to do.

I stop my daydreaming when you take the time to come up on stage and thank us between songs. That's a nice touch. You're a looker too, red hair, a killer figure and a dress that really works for you. Some ideas start to form in my mind. You approach me and gives me a giggly little kiss on the cheek when you thank me. I quickly turn the volume knob on my guitar right down to avoid any amp noise when you bump it and smile at you graciously, letting my eyes very obviously slide down your body.

You smile back at me happily and hop off the stage to dance to the next few tunes. This time, I watch you as you circulate and dance with your husband and others a little giddily. 'What the hell', I think to myself. 'I'm not making enough tonight to be on my best behaviour.' I lean over to the rhythm guitarist and ask him to cover for me, put my strat on the stand and hop off the stage. I'm conscious I look scruffy and out of place on the dance floor, a mod black suit that's seen a thousand gigs, a white shirt and a thin black tie that I've loosened at the neck.

I approach you from behind and put my arm on the small of your back while you are dancing with the groom. You smile over your shoulder, wondering who it is and are a little surprised to see it's me. I look the groom in the eye and say with a cocky smile "'Scuse me buddy, any chance of a dance with the bride?" He looks a little confused and looks towards you for guidance but by then my arm is around the small of your waist and I've got you away from him.

As I twirl you innocently enough a couple of times, people start to figure that it's just an eccentric musician and proceed happily enough. But you can tell from the way I hold you firmly against me from time to time that there is something going on... although you haven't quite figured out what it is yet...

 

[Talachan]

I was curious as to why you would wish to dance with me, but I just smile to my husband to be, motioning that it is fine, a little bit of breath knocked out of me as you swept me away so effortlessly. I have to focus to keep myself from falling, my cheeks deepening in color, far more than before. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but you seemed to be pressed against me, dominant in every stride of simple dancing to everyone else. In the tight dress my breathing was a little constricted, though it hadn't been this hard before. My eyes look up to yours, blinking as I see the dark look in them, my own eyes widening at the sight. I am captivated though, a person before the train on the tracks, I am caught in the fluid and soft for the moment, aggressive dancing you brought me along with.
“What is... Your name...?” A quiet murmur, more of a whisper, I couldn't raise my voice all that well and my eyes lingered to the side to watch my husband staring after us in utter confusion, before my eyes went up to yours again.
“I am Tala... Informal name, anyways...” My heart is racing, your eyes... What do I see in them that makes me frightened and excited at the same time? I cannot look away, my eyes are locked on yours.

 

[Indiscretion]

I don't answer you when you ask me my name, I just hold you a little closer against me and let my hand drop further down your back until I am firmly pressing it against your butt. "I like the way your body looks in that dress," I say, giving your ass a squeeze as if it the most ordinary thing to do to you at your wedding reception. You can feel my cock hardening in my pants against your waist, and I allow myself to press it against you a little, so you know that I don't care that you can feel it.

 

[Talachan]

Blinking quickly at the feel of your hand against my rear, nearly squeezing it, my eyes take a small look of fear to them, and I swallow once, trying to move back once though you simply follow after me, watching like it is a step in the dance. Then you do squeeze it, and it makes me tremble a little, my step missing a half a beat and stumbling a little. I can feel your hardness, and my eyes show alarm, and I shake my head quickly.
"Don't... Don't do this, I don't want to have to call the guards on you..." The voice that slips out though, it is so weak compared to the feelings I have. I want to pull away, though I cannot escape your powerful hold, and we continue to dance, it seems more sensual now than before, the feeling of your clothed cock against my shielded sex is oddly warming, arousing to the virgin pussy.
"Let me.. Go..."

 

[Indiscretion]

I just look at you calmly as you protest and you look around anxiously wondering if anyone notices, but we have only been dancing for about 30 seconds and nothing looks awry so the party is just merrily moving on.

I hold you in my strong arms ignoring what your saying, and gently but firmly use my hand on your ass to press your body against mine, now rubbing my hardening cock against you and smiling as I do so. "Don't you like the fact that I find you attractive, Tala? You should be flattered."

 

[Talachan]

I stifle a sound that threatens to escape, I have never felt this kind of advancement before. Your question has my head spinning though, and I stare at you, eyes widening a little again. Any thought I had at the moment disappeared, distracted for the second and my heat returned, I was starting to soil the pretty silk panties he had bought me. Shaking my head as an answer, my hand gripped your shoulder as I felt my legs start to get shaky, breath coming in small gasps.
"I-It's not... Right... No, stop, not there..." It is a soft beg, the junction between my legs already wet, the smell, the telltale sign would be scented soon.
"My husband is over there... Stop, please..."

 

[Indiscretion]

I smile at you a little as I feel you clutch at my shoulder and my acute senses detect the first odours of your arousal. "Sshhh..." I say reassuringly, "it's okay, I will take care of everything... just pay attention to what's important." I bring my hands to your hips and gently push my thigh between yours and clutch your hips to mine, rubbng my strong leg against your pussy while my hands return to explore your ass. I feel your breasts press against my chest and you hear me breathes into your ear "That's a good girl..."

Other people have started to notice that things are perhaps not as they should but things are moving quickly so no one steps in, yet.

 

[Talachan]

"N-No it's not-Ahhh...." A soft groan slips out, your thigh seeking to ease my aching clit, it nearly makes my legs collapse under me. Your whisper makes me tremble, and I continue to move, struggles becoming weaker as my breathing becomes deeper. It is maddening, I don't want this, though my body is succumbing to your moves, my face flushing in heat. My bright green eyes look up into yours, a pitiful look there before I close them, breathing deepening as I start to rock a little against you. The thoughts of my husband to be are fading, my hand gripping your shoulder and trying to draw myself to you now, a soft moan in an exhale of breath, form shuddering heavily once.
"...no...stop..." A small, quiet resistant whisper, the heat of your body consumes me, and I move with you without resistance now, other hand gripping at the fabric in front of your chest, forehead pressed to your shoulder as another moan slipped out.

 

[Indiscretion]

I now have both hands on your your ass and am squeezing it through your dress as I move your hips up and down and rub your moistening pussy against my thigh, listening to your breathing get faster and faster and you begin to moan... then just as you are starting to pant, I turn you around so that you are facing away from me and press your butt against my now rock hard cock, and begin to enjoy the feeling of you rubbing it with your ass. "How does that feel, Tala?" I say into your ear from behind.

 

[Talachan]

My chest is heaving a little in the constricting dress, and I blearily look around, my eyes starting to glaze as my body slowly moved on its own, feeling as if I am in a dream. My cheeks turn a deep crimson as I realize people are staring, a small bit of movement returning to me of resistance, shaking my head quickly as I tug again at your restraint, trying to deny the wet feeling between my legs. The feel of your hot cock makes me moan though, and my eyes close, taking little convincing this time to just continue with the movements, to fall to your advances again, rocking back against you with a quiet moan. Denying what I was after simple touches was becoming more difficult, I desired to be your slut, and only yours...

 

[Indiscretion]

I smile as I feel your ass start to grind against me despite the eyes that are now watching us. I know now that you are going to be mine. I grow even more bold and I slide my hands up your sides until they are cupping your large breasts and massaging them. I whisper in your ear "Do you like the way you make my cock hard, Tala? Do you want to pleasure it but rubbing it with your ass that way?" You feel me working my cock between your ass cheeks as my breath starts to quicken and my hands are all over you. People are now turning to watch and stare.

 

[Talachan]

Your touches now against my body, they move to my breasts and I moan quietly, arching myself into your hands in almost desperation at the near consuming heat. Your whisper makes me tremble, my eyes looking around at all the people watching weakly, body moving on its own as I press back against you. My tongue darted over my lips, taking in a shaky breath as I moan, head turning to try and hide a little in your neck, eyesight blocked from the others staring. I don't stop moving throughout it all though, if anything I am moving quicker, my moan becoming less weak as I press my ass against you, the guilt and shame disappearing in the heat of the moment, even as my former husband to be stared, jaw slack at the sight of another man so easily wooing his wife to be.

 

[Indiscretion]

I continue to knead your big breasts as you work your ass into my cock and say "That's a good girl. Learn to make my cock nice and hard for you." I begin to work the top of your dress down until your boobs come free of the top and grab them ferociously from behind as I trail my tongue along your neck in a mark of ownership, looking your groom directly in the eyes as I do so.

On that, he walks over and says "What do you think you're doing, pal?"

I openly knead your tits while you desperately rub your ass against my cock and say "Tala, you happy dancing with me?"

 

[Talachan]

Your words are entrancing, I cannot help but rub my ass all over your clothed cock, trying to move quicker and harder back against you, moaning more and more. A small startled cry out as my dress is torn down, exposing my large chest to the whole room, groaning in slight pain and utter bliss as you grab them, holding me back against you. Panting deeply, I moan at the feel of your tongue, eyes opening a little at the words from my former husband to be, Mark, I whimper a little as you kneed my nipples and they harden quickly, my ass pressing and thrusting desperately against your cock, trying to harden it even more with weak focus. Your question earns a small whimper from me, and I pant heavily, looking to Mark with a weak, clouded gaze.
"Y-Yes... Ah..."

 

[Indiscretion]

Mark grabs you forcibly from me and pulls you away while a couple of the groomsmen hold me back. As I am pulled away from you I say "Meet me in the band room in 20 minutes" and I disappear from sight. You quickly pull up your top and fix your appearance.

There is a minor commotion at the wedding as people are scandalised by what they have seen. But you quickly smooth it over by telling people that I was drunk and wouldn't let go of you. People are shocked that this would occur at a wedding but you assure them that you're fine and you don't want one sleazy guitar player to spoil your wedding. Within 10 minutes, everything is fine and you are dancing with your husband and it's almost like nothing has happened.

20 minutes later, I am waiting for you in the band room.

 

[Talachan]

My mind is racing as I am pulled away, I want to stay in your hold, not his... Why? Convincing everyone is easy enough, though I still hunger for your touch. Your words flow through my mind, dominating it, making the 20 minutes almost agonizing. As I pull from my husband to be, I smile and kiss him softly, uttering some nonsense about going to the bathroom. It isn't long before I am in the band room, rubbing my arms as I nervously look around for you. The touch you had, your reassurances, it was maddening and enjoyable beyond belief, I hadn't ever been touched like that and enjoyed it so much. My eyes close for a brief moment, my arms wrap themselves around me, and I utter a small whimper as a small bead of cream rolls down my inner thigh.
I love Mark so much but...
I needed your touch... So much more...

 

[Indiscretion]

I stand in the dark corner of the room, watching you searching for me with your eyes, enjoying the spectacle of your needy sluttishness on the night of your wedding.

I take a couple of steps forward into the light and look at you. "I want your tits out," I say in a soft but firm voice.

I walk towards you and you can see a growing bulge in my pants.

 

[Talachan]

My eyes open, I pause as I see you, the warmth from just the sight of you making me tremble. I swallow a little and blush at the command, grabbing the top of the dress, pulling it down. My large, DDD breasts fall out of the horrible confines of the dress, and I take a shaky breath in, looking to you. Blushing again though swallowing, I heft them in my hands, shivering a little as I look to you for approval.
"Are they... Satisfactory, Sir...?"

 

[Indiscretion]

I smile as I hear you call me "Sir". I nod at you and say "Yes, they will do very well. Now I can see just how badly you want to taste my cock... so why don't you start by getting it hard. .. You've got nice tits, how about your ass... Do you think you can get my cock hard just by rubbing it with your ass?"

I unzip my pants and uncoil a monster cock that is slowly growing more and more erect.

 

[Talachan]

My eyes widen at the sight, I am trembling a little as I take in the sight, something that large would most certainly break me in half... Though I am aroused by the thought, not terrified like most would be, my nipples peaking to the cool air. I don't waste any time though, moving forward and nod, whispering a gentle Yes, Sir, turning before you. I shiver, my white dress mustn't be that comfortable... I move the dress, a slit in the side, shy but moving the dress away from your cock. It was just soft silk against it now as I backed against it, moving as I did before, trembling at the heat felt directly against my rear cheeks.

 

[Indiscretion]

I turn on some music as you back towards me and i enjoy the warm feel of your ass against my cock. "Rub it, slut" I say into your ear "And I want to feel your skin against mine"... I grind against you with the music on, bending you forward slightly to let your caress my cock more with your ass cheeks while my hands explore upwards to your huge tits

 

[Talachan]

I shiver a little at the grind forward, wondering if you can feel how wet I still am, at the simple movements you were making me throb, and I moaned a bit loud in shock of the feel of your hands against my breasts, continuing to move back against you with a small whine of heated pleasure. I continued to move though, not stopping, pressing harder against your cock as I massaged it with my ass, panting a little as in no time, I was freshly aroused with the size and heat of your cock, wanting to feel it inside but trying to make you happy, to continue these feelings I lost all guilt about feeling.

 

[Indiscretion]

I knead your big tits roughly as I slide my cock right up between your ass cheeks, which are covered only by a thong, pressing into you, poking at your asshole from time to time.... Grind me harder slut, I want you try to make me cum this way.

 

[Talachan]

Moaning at the sensation of your hot cock between my ass cheeks and the slight press into my rear hole from time to time, I arch and waggle my rear a little, swallowing another sound at the command.
"Y-Yes, Sir..." I press back against you hard, massaging your cock as strongly as I can with my ass, clenching my cheeks a little around you as I moved quicker.