White Wedding

Megan and I are ready in the hall leading to the room where the ceremony will be held. We can hear the hum of excited voices through the closed door. Megan's parents are fabulously rich and have a house as big as a palace. They don't need to have a wedding party elsewhere. Waiters in white walk around with trays of champagne, and some are carrying trays of the most deliciously smelling food to the dining room.

Megan gives me a tight smile. "Where are Julie and Jack? And where did the reverend go?" Just then the reverend comes down the stairs: "Your maid of honor is having trouble with Jack." he says. "Should we start without them?" "What kind of trouble," Megan asks, but the Reverend has gone into the ceremony room. "I'll go take a look," I say.

I run up the stairs to Megan's room, and see Jack and Julie in a hot embrace, Julie trying to get free, but Jack is pawing her all over. "Jack!" I cry, "Will you stop that this moment! The wedding is underway and you're needed downstairs. Keep your hormones in check!" Sheepishly he looks at me, letting go of Julie, muttering under his breath: "Just wait, I'll get you later. Both of you...."

With that he turns on his heels, straightens his tie, and rapidly walks away. I take the sobbing Julie in my arms, kissing her and murmuring what a beast he is. I wipe away her tears and mend her makeup as best I can, straighten her hair and her clothes, then arm in arm we go back to where Megan is waiting.

From inside the room, we can hear the first notes of the Bridal March, when the door opens and Megan's father comes out, smiling, and offers megan his arm.
 
OOC: This is getting confusing...isn't Jack coming onto Megan and not Julie?
 
OOC: I don't know...I'll just back out of this thread...its gone way past what I wanted :)
 
Jack is REALLY pissed off, and looks the part as he moves to stand by the groom. His hands are clenched into fists behind his back...and that familiar feeling of wanting to break something...or someone...courses through his veins.
 
OOC:
Guys, guys, let's be patient... Let's get the wedding behind our backs, the guests fed and leaving. Then we can have a ball...
BTW, I'm as impatient as you are....
 
OOC: Well...we're going to have to be impatient for a long ite because I read in another post that the Brides player will not be able to post until Tuesday...see why I was trying to get something else going? :)
 
The wedding ceremony is almost half an hour late, so the Reverend just goes through it quickly, ignoring Jack's angry face and Julie's red eyes. The other guests didn't notice anything, and just beamed happily.

After the wedding a lavish buffet dinner was served. Then most of the older people and the bride and bridegoom's parents left, leaving the younger people (and the young at heart) to dance and disco the night away.

Jack has been smoldering all evening, sending daggers with his eyes in Julie's and Liz' direction. "I almost got that Julie, if not for Liz' interference," he thinks. He sees me and Julie standing together, and comes resolutely our way. "Which one will he ask to dance?" I wonder.
 
Jack has been stuck with blue balls all night after having been interupted earlier. He approaches Liz and offers her his arm...his cool blue eyes staring into hers.
"A dance...for old times sake?"
 
"Why not," I say, gliding into his arms. The music is a fast song, and we move in time to the music. But suddenly the lights dim, and the band turns to a slow number, the emcee announcing: "Okay guys, here's a special number for the bride and groom, and all other couples."

I start to disengage myself, but Jack won't let go, instead, he pulls me closer. "No, babe, stay with me. We could have been a couple if you'd agreed to double date with Graham and Megan." Oh well, I love to dance, so I just continue dancing, even if it's with the Jerk or the Creep, as we dubbed him.

The dance floor is almost completely dark now, lots of people are dancing close together, hardly moving, just bumping into each other. Jack pulls me even closer to him, and I feel his lips on my cheek. I start to jerk away, but he holds my body and my hand tightly, and then he is kissing me, and I feel his hardon grinding against my tummy.

I pull my face sideways, and try to push him away. "Liz, don't, if you don't want me to hurt you." he says, and I feel him pinching one of my nipples through the fabric of my dress and soft cup bra.

"Let go," I whisper, "let me go." I know I could have screamed, but strangely, the way he's manhandling me, is making me excited, and my panty is getting very wet. He just ignores my pleas, and starts to feel me up. "Baby, do you feel my meat?" he whispers. "Do you feel how big and hard it is? I know you want it, and I can give you a good time."

I don't answer, feeling revulsion at him and at my own reaction. My panty is soaking wet now, and I can feel the wetness seeping down my thigh.
 
He knew what he wanted...had wanted for a long time. He held her tightly against him as they swayed to the music, his other hand between them, caressing her small, but perfect, breasts. He was an asshole...but he had never really wanted to cause her any pain. But she had caused him plenty.
Now all he could think about was where he could pull her off to where no one could hear or see them.
 
Julie was standing by the drinks table, holding her fourth glass of champagne and glaring at Liz. "How in the bloody hell can she let that bastard hold her and let him dance with him like that? Look at her--I'll bet she's getting wet from the look on her face. Doesn't she know everybody can guess what's going on?"

"God, how I hate him," she muttered under her breath. "First he attacks me, and now he's coming on to Liz. Worse, she's liking it. Oh, Jeez, she's so beautiful. I want to be the one out there holding her tight against me and slow-dancing. I wish I could just go out there and take her into my arms. I know she'd like it if she'd just let me try once. I'd be so gentle and loving, not like that asshole that's putting the moves on her now."
 
my ear is the most sensuous part of my body...

As we sway to the music, he starts to nuzzle my hair. Then I feel his breath in my ear. He starts to nibble my earlobe, a very sensitive part of me. His tongue sneaks into my ear and my legs start to shake, and I can barely stand upright. I lean heavily into him, my breasts crushed between us.

He senses my submission, and becomes bolder in touching me everywhere. he fondles my breasts, plays with my nipples, and kisses me deeply. But realizing how sensitive my ears are, he keeps coming back there, for a nibble, a lick, or just breathing in my ear.
 
He looked back over his shoulder at Julie, the move exposeing to her his hand on Liz's breast. As he slowly danced his way across the floor he looked at Julie again and mouthed the words..."Follow"
He carried/walked with the lust striken Liz, kissing her neck and nibbleing on thier ear.
 
Finding an empty storage room in the hall where they had the Reception, pulling Liz into it and leaveing the door slightly ajar. He kissed her roughly as he lifted her up to sit on an old wooden desk. He pulled down the front of her dress, exposeing to him what he had been feeling for the last ten minutes.
His tounge flicked over her hardening nipples as his hands gently caressed her soft globes of lust. He fumbled between his legs and unzipped his pants, pulling from his slacks his swollen cock.
The only reason he had ever kept a girlfriend for any length of time was that he was good in bed. His cock stretched out far from the nest of black pubic hair, the head already starting to ooze its lovejuice. he leaned up and guided his member towards Liz's mouth. The head is swollen and red, the thick shaft roped with veins. His cock is very thick, and to take him in her mouth would be alot of work on her part.
His hands caress her hair softly, gently touching her ears, as he found them to be the easiest way to turn her on.

OOC: He moved slow enough so Julie could follow and left the door ajar :)
 
"Follow him? I'll follow him--with a candlestick!" Julie muttered more angry threats under her breath as she carefully edged her way around the remaining guests. She smiled and nodded in response to people who wanted to comment that Megan was a lovely bride ("Well, of course") and shook her head at those who wanted to know when she was going to "the a knot" and be the next bride.

"Oh, good god, why would I want to hook up with a man? Graham is going to be a lousy husband to Megan, and just look at Jack! First he attacks me, next he works on Liz until she doesn't know if she going or coming. I've got to find them and get her away from that cunning bastard."

I am so damn angry that I'm getting wet down there. Funny how geting mad always does that to me. I wonder if it happens like that for Liz? If it does, she must be really dripping by now. I wish I'd brought that candlestick, after all."

Julie was in the hallway looking around for Jack and Liz when she spied the open door, and Jack's broad shoulders were visible just inside. "Oh my God!" she nearly screamed. "What is he doing to her?"

OOC: How can I write my reply, then review the thread to make certain I'm in line with the story, without losing what I've typed in the post?
 
OOC: You just hit back, and then forwards on your browser, it will keep what you have typed.

He turned, his massive erection sprouting from his open pants, to look at Julie. Liz, sitting on the table, is drunk with passion and she looks as Julie as well.

He looks Julie over..."Join the party..."
 
"Join the party? I'll join your goddamn party, you bastard, and you'll wish I hadn't. I'm here to get Liz and for no other reason. What made you think I'd want to join any party you're having? Especially one with someone as young and innocent as Liz?"

OOC: Thanks, it worked. I like it when things work.
 
"Liz isn't innocent...and she doesn't want to leave. Besides...I've seen the way you look at her...you want her."

He growled...as there would be no one from stopping him this time.

OOC: Damnit...thats like the fourth time for my character...I'm getting pissed off! :)
 
OOC: Poor Talon, you just can't help growling, can you? Are you trying to pretend to me that you're really just a sweet little ol' pussycat? Sorry, baby, not buying. Anybody that growls 4 times in a row is no pussycat. Cougar or lion, maybe, but no pussycat.

I have to leave for a while. Go ahead--have your way with Liz while I'm gone. You know you want to.
 
OOC: Hehe...I'm no pussycat, but I'm not like Jack. And I think I'll let Asian post once again before I do anything more.
 
OOC: And by the way...you sound pissed off at me. I hope not!:) This is just a Fantasy Roleplaying thing...and if you want me to back off so you and Asain can post together, I'll be glad to, but just come out and say it. :) And I didn't growl, Jack did. If I put anger into your words and you didn't mean it that way, then I apologize.
 
are you fighting over me?

Jack's big juicy cock is staring at me. The thick shaft roped with veins, making it look so damn sexy. Its wide mushroomlike head flaring out and reddish in color, with a neat little slit of a peehole. Drps of precum are oozing, and I tentatively stick out my tongue to lap them up.

I hear Julie screeching at Jack, but at the moment I just don't care. She's been our tutor for the last couple of years in highschool, and after Meg and I went to college, we remained good friends even though she's much older. We look to her as an elder sister, someone we both don't have.

I know she's bi, she's told us many times, I think she was fishing, just in case Meg and I are, too. But as much as I like her, and have been curious about girl on girl love, I've never given in, yet. I like sex, and a good fuck with a tireless dick is something that I need as often as I can get it.

It's been a while since I had my last good fuck, and now that I have a hard cock in my hands, I don't easily want to let go, even if it belongs to Jack, the guy we all don't like much. I've heard that he's a good lay, and has a big tool, and now I'm going to find out if it's true. Julie will just have to wait....

Slowly I work his wide head in my mouth, stretching as much as I can. It's too large for my small mouth, so I just flick my tongue around the head and corona, then lick and nibble down to the base. I cup my hands around his sack, and fondle them, then I lick them one by one, suck them in my mouth gently. I lick the whole underside of his sack, then slowly lick back up the the head. Jack is moaning now, and caressing my hair and ears, and my twat is throbbing wet.

Julie stands there, mesmerised by my show of passion. "Liz, listen to me," she says. "Hmmmmmm," I say, humming against Jack's dick. "Let's go honey, don't give in to this jerk." I shake my head no, and go on trying to stuff his cock head in my mouth.
 
He grunted as Liz started licking his erection. He pulled back alittle and started bopping her cheeks with the head. He smiled as she tried to capture it in her mouth as it swayed back and forth.
He then pulled back and pushed the head to her lips. "Come on baby...suck it...you can do it." He runs his hands through her hair and grins down at her beautiful face.
 
I open my mouth as wide as I can, and he shoves his meat in. His cock head pops in, but I can get only a little part of his long shaft in before I start to gag. I try to back away, but he holds my head, then janks on my hair, pulling my head back. He continued to push his dick in, and while I struggle to find my breath, he suddenly slides down my throat, and doesn't stop until my nose is buried in his black bush.

Now he starts to slide in and out, slowly at first, but them more rapidly. I don't want him to loose it yet. I'm leaking now, my pussy throbbing and aching to be filled.
 
He grunts as he pushes in and out of her tight mouth, running his hands through her hair. He loves her hot mouth...but he wants to fuck her, and he can tell she needs it too.
He pulls out of her mouth, his thick shaft now glistening with a coating of her saliva. He decides that he first wants to get a taste of her, as he has been imagining what it would be like for a long time now. Quickly, with some assistance from her, he manages to pull off her dress, throwing it aside. He kneels before her, as in worship, and slowly peels down her panties. Setting them on the desk beside him, he lifts her legs up onto her shoulders and moves his head down to her juicy womanhood. He can see how wet she is from here as he sticks out his tounge...leaning close enough to get a nice long lick up her slit. He grins at the taste, looking up into her eyes as he buries his mouth against her slit, licking wildly.
 
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