Nudist Wedding

Emma Watson was beyond happy as she walked around in her 'wedding dress,' and thought it was not the one she envisioned it was the one she chosen. Sitting in her limo Emma smiled as they made their way to the Nudist Colony's Chapel. Emma Watson was getting married at long last and taking the next big step in her life.

Emma Watson once an activist was now a proud nudist and soon to be a happily married wife. John was such a devoted lover and while she suspected him to have been a one night stand she surprised him with how much he cared for her and her wellbeing. After about a month they started dating and in the following month they were engaged.

Now here they were preparing for her special day. During here time in the colony Emma had made new friends and even new family here. In fact, those same people she met in the colony were in attendance for her wedding day.

They had become close friends and were just as kinky as the rest of the colony. They had volunteered to be the 'entertainment,' beyond the wedding as right now Emma knew what they were up to. Her friend Lori was currently having food eaten off of her entertaining the guests as they went about their time here.

Meanwhile Marie was serving drinks while letting every man have their way with her. Truly those two were insatiable.

Smiling to this Emma departed from her limo and in turn got ready to enter the chapel for her long-awaited wedding. The music began and thus she began to march to her waiting husband as two nudists would be joined in eternal matrimony. Of course, everyone here was naked save for Emma who currently had what little applied for a Wedding Gown.

Just then the minister began to speak as he got everyone's attention on him. "Do you, Johnathan Morgan, take Emma Watson, to be your wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as you did when you inseminated her mother and promised God to care for her?" He asked no doubt cutting out most of the boring stuff to get to the good stuff.

"I do." John responded with a smile on his face.

"And do you, Emma Watson, take your John, to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, beyond the duties God entrusted upon you to care for your parents?" He asked and thus Emma was smiling as she was ready to burst into tears of joy.

"I do." Emma responded and thus came the big finale.

When the minister happily said, "you may now share a kiss," Emma knew what to do next. Emma got down on her knees, giggling with excitement, saw her new husbands hot prick, and kissed its hot pink head.

The audience burst into applause, as Emma began showering her husband's cock with kisses. "Your too good babe." Johns aid as Emma smiled up to her husband with a wink. "Don't want to spoil the main event now do we?" John asked with a smirk on his face.

"No, we don't." Emma said as she smiled to her husband her voice cracked with emotion, though her smile lit up the room. John then helped her up, he pulled her close to kiss her lips, then again. "I can't believe it's finally happening." Emma said as she could see why woman looked forward to this day.

"It is. You're my wife, now." John said assuring Emma it was all in fact real which caused her to rub her legs together. Then with a final quick kiss Emma turned away from John facing the guests. Showing off her body Emma Watson smiled at her fellow Nudists knowing that the REAL wedding was about to begin.

Emma then sat on the altar that separated the couple from the "priest," and opened her legs to bare her pretty, bald cunt to the world.

Following this in a move that surprised very few John didn't fuck his wife right away, or even touch her twitching lips. Instead, he took a little square packet hidden nearby, tore it open, and swiftly unrolled a condom over his hard-on.

He held his shaft at the base and slapped his thick meat between his daughter's creamy thighs, a series of sharp whacks that made her pussy quiver. Emma moaned, biting her painted bottom lip ready for a proper fucking. But just as John lined up to cram his dick into her tiny cunt, she put a hand up to stop him.

"I want to feel you for real." Emma said while, taking hold of his prick.

"Are you sure?" John asked his voice dripped with lust. The whole thing was of course staged and Emma knew it as did John. "It's not a safe day after all." John said and thus Emma smiled to her husband.

"I don't mind I think its sort of hot in fact." Emma said and in turn John's penis lurched in her grip, which made her smile. She trailed her fingers up his shaft, pinched the empty reservoir tip of the condom, and slowly pulled it off her new husband's hard dick, until his naked, velvety cockhead fell wetly against her mound. They paused to bask in the feeling of this first contact, staring at this one place their bodies touched each other. Then, Emma took hold of John's cock, and finally guided it into her famished pussy.

The sound of couple's simultaneous moans at this first, blessed penetration as husband and wife shook Emma like she hadn’t expected. She’d seen plenty of unashamed hardcore fucking around the Colony, but never a first time like this. John began to rail into Emma, holding her close and whispering things no one else could hear, slowly shifting their stance until her cunt was pointing up, letting him mate her like a jackhammer. Their bodies were so in tune, so perfectly suited, it didn’t take long for John’s climax to creep up on him. The audience noticed his movements change, the pitch of his voice, and several readied their cameras to capture that priceless moment.

And in turn it happened husband creamed inside his wife for the first time.

After some more haphazard thrusts, John groaned and paused, cock half buried in his new wife. Under a flurry of photo flashes, he flooded Emma Watson’s pussy with vigorous spunk, sperm escaping around his pole and running down his wife's ass in thick white rivulets. Shuddering, he crammed his dick fully inside, as if to plug it and stop any more baby batter from running out, and lay on Emma, showering her face and neck with kisses while his hands worked to bring her pleasure, focusing on her clit.

It was an awkward position. Pulling out to give himself free access would’ve been easier, but they both wanted his cock to throb inside her for as long as possible. Still Emma could not be any happier and she hoped that from this union a miracle was on the way as well.