Cindy's hedonistic wedding (closed)

Megan smiled, and slipped out of the night shirt, revealing smooth, soft skin, and she casually, but deliberately stretched her arms over her head, causing her breasts to move, the dark nipples aching for attention.

She turned down the bedding, the room was fairly warm, since it was summer, and she laid down pulling only the top sheet over her legs. She doubted he was interested in sleeping at the moment.

"Practice makes perfect."
 
Will took in the view trying with great difficulty to look casual. She had mentioned a few
items that stuck in his head, such as her "temptation to be with Cindy" but the thought
disappeared entirely when her muff went on display. It was perhaps the lack of apprehension
on Megan's face as if she had been naked before him previously. His mind became clouded
with thoughts of how to proceed with the one over-riding thought of nailing her!

The first time a guy gets his girl is so important! He needed to be impressive!

"You really look good without your clothes."

Will bravely removed his underwear and prepared for the big reveal. He liked
to show women what they would be getting with the lights on as he believed
it gave them a certain eagerness.

He moved onto the bed and took a second kiss. Megan's lips felt warm.
It was a good sign. His thought was to be aggressive but not fast!

"Show me your pussy."

She turned slightly to spread her legs. She was shaved silky smooth!
 
"I'm wearing a skimpy bikini to the wedding, and Cindy insisted we all get Brazilians." Her fingers casually stroked her pussy. He had asked her to show him after all. "I generally like a patch of fuzz, I feel like I'm prepubescent, well except I didn't have boobs back then."

She reclined, lazily stroking herself, just playing, keeping her warm and wet, but not making her hungry for cock. She found herself wanting to make this moment last, the moments between seeing each other, and being impaled on his luscious cock.

"Cindy would have a cow if I couldn't carry off the bikini." Megan casually turned her arm, showing off the mark that indicated she had a hormone implant. "I was already on birth control, so no worries about being pregnant before the wedding," she suddenly stopped talking. She didn't want to talk about Cindy, or their past anymore.

"Of course I think I would have rocked a bikini even if I were pregnant." She continued with a smile, a soft laugh, her other hand moving to his, and gently guiding it to replace her fingers playing in her pussy.

"I think you should go exploring," her damp fingers running up his arm, marking him with her scent.
 
"Trust me, you will look swell in that bikini."

Will spoke to reassure Megan but his thoughts were rattled by her mention of "being on
birth control" which was the equivalent of hearing a starting gun. She wanted it! He was
about to take her -- without protection!

Will straddled her chest which put his cock in position to rub on her tummy! Megan
smiled which gave him more permission to proceed and he lowered his chin to circle
her nipple with his tongue. Deep in his thoughts he reminded himself to go slowly while
temptation urged him to get her quickly!

Will's fingers moved to her other breast--she was firm. Megan's breasts were generous
in size, a sure sign they would qualify as hangers when he would took her from behind.
Megan gave off a soft moaning sign! Did he dare go for it?

Will switched breasts and gave her an indication that he wanted more by gripping her a
bit tighter.

"Get me hard!"

Will moved off to her left side of the bed. His suggestion could not be more clear, as Megan
was now looking directly at his firm shaft.
 
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