How to be a proper bride-to-be

Esme was alone in her hotel room preparing the last couple of details for tomorrow's wedding. As she was busy organizing her clothes in the wardrobe, she noticed that the cum stains on her engagement ring were slowly fading away. This morning, the half-brother of her fiancé had introduced himself in the hotel’s breakfast room, and as she saw the bulge in his pants, she asked him with a sultry voice if he could help her “get some breakfast” at her room, placing her hand on his large package.

She had then turned around, taking him by the hand towards the hotel elevator. Any wedding guest watching them would think that she was very fond of meeting all of her new family, wanting to get to know them well, each one of them. If you mean by that either staying power or cum loads, yes, indeed, she did.

As soon as they were in her hotel room, she didn’t even bother to close the door behind him. She quickly kneeled down to eagerly unwrap her wedding present. His phallus felt much bigger than his brother's, and she was pleasantly surprised for a second, but then she remembered he was his half-brother and that cock size was not from her fiancé’s dad but from her soon-to-be “other” father-in-law. The hidden, imposing rod made her pussy very lubricated, but with the utmost effort she was able not to ride him right away.

She quickly pulled down his pants all the way down to his feet, and she marvelled at the sight of the large erect cock hidden in those trunks, tearing at the very thin fabric. As she roughly pulled down his trunks, his cock bounced against her mouth, making her utter a soft cry. This king cock was truly dominating her from the very first moment it was released, and instinctively, she knew she would be welcoming it in her cheating cunt after her wedding, many, many times.

“You are big.” She said to him, looking up, in an appraising tone.

“Almost as big as my father.” He answered as he pulled the bride by the head, her lips being **** open by his invading cock head.

Esme shivered; she hadn’t met her father-in-law yet. His flight got delayed, but he would be in time to meet the bride right before the wedding. She willingly opened her cheating mouth, enjoying the salty taste of her brother-in-law's cock. As she placed both her hands on his ass, she was able to start a nice, slow mouth-fucking rhythm. She felt some precum drops on her tongue as he was unhurriedly fucking her mouth and quickly swallowed them. Nothing like bonding with your new family, she thought. She loved the way he was taking his time, giving her a steady but casual shoving, as he looked down on those red, cheating lips of hers.

She decided to play a little with him and stopped him from fucking her mouth. She pushed with both her hands gently against his thighs and, in that way, slowly pulled his cock out of her thirsty mouth, almost regretting it. Her small hand grabbed his massive piece of meat, and she let out another soft moan, impressed by the raw strength it radiated. She had to have his Alpha cock in her cheating cunt, but not yet. Right now, she wanted to talk to him, tease him, and make sure she would get his entire cum load from his swollen balls. She wanted it to be a fond memory of their first "tête-à-tête," or better said, "head-to-cock." She would make sure that her brother-in-law would visit them often after the wedding, staying a couple of nights at their place. Right after her period she could fuck him ten days in a row, not having to use any protection. And if he overstayed, cumming in that unprotected pussy, too close to her fertile days, well, it would probably still be alright, she hoped.

Esme looked at the red, angry knob and gave it a couple of quick dabs as she was holding it with one hand. Her engagement ring on that cockholding hand sparked the early morning light into her eyes. She smiled. Perhaps she was a slut, after all.

"Hello, big brother.” She said, looking up at him. “Do you like your new sister's little mouth?”

His reaction was silent but immediate, his cock twitching several times.

He won't last long, she thought. Let’s tease him a little bit more so I get what I deserve.

“You don’t mind me cheating on your big cock, do you?”

Esme heard him groan, knowing he was about to erupt.

“This young bride is cheating with my new brother's large cock.”

“What would your brother think when he finds his future wife full of your cum?”

That was it; that was the final trigger he needed! She felt his cock convulse, and she quickly closed her mouth on the angry redhead, sucking a vacuum, ready to catch all his hot cum. The first load was massive, and she dutifully swallowed it quickly, not wanting to miss any of it. Her stomach eagerly waited for his seed, and she shivered from feeling that warm cum sliding through her throat. Shot after shot was dumped in her mouth, but she was now able to store it properly, using her tongue to close her throat. She wanted to taste it first before swallowing his babymakers. She kept caressing his balls, milking them completely empty, just as his new sister-in-law would always do, from now on.

Esme managed to keep all his cum inside her mouth, and as he slowly stopped pumping, she was able to enjoy it a bit more, rolling her tongue through his dump, enjoying the salty-sweet taste. She kept softly sucking on his flaccid cock, keeping his precious cum carefully stored, cleaning his spent cock. As soon as his cock was clean, she one more time enjoyed the taste of his seed and then swallowed it all in three gulps. She almost came by doing so, her pussy overexcited.

“Am I a good bride?” She asked him, looking up.

Her brother-in-law grinned as he was zipping up. “I will decide that later on, once I fuck your little snatch.”

Esme shivered once more, answering, “Looking forward to being unfaithful with you again, little brother…” As Esme kissed her engagement ring, letting a remaining glob of fresh cum cover it.

…

But she wasn’t a slut. She had a healthy, normal sex life, just like anybody else. Even if that meant three cocks a day. Or four.

However, she did make a smart change to her nutrition plan. Because after her wedding dress had been tailor-made, she didn’t want to gain any weight. So, she decided to get her stomach full with rich proteins in the evening, thus not having to eat dinner anymore. Needless to say, she received a warm and pulsating support of all those cocks in their neighborhood.

Her future husband would not be home before 6 PM, which made it possible for all those marines stationed nearby to service her in that last free hour of her busy day. To speed things up, she taught herself how to suck two big cocks at the same time. The only tricky thing was, if they came at the same time, how to swallow all that hot cum quickly enough without letting it drip on the floor. Sometimes she managed, sometimes not. But practice makes perfect, right?

Her wedding dress had been made about four months ago, and two days later she switched to her enzyme’s dinners. The marines were so thoughtful to ask her if they should feed her at their lunchbreak too, but she declined the offer because at lunch she wanted her usual long fuck by the strangers she had met in bars.

After the first two or three weeks of trial and error, as way too much hot seed was flowing on her breasts, she found a way not to spill any cum by simply manipulating who should cum first. Inserting a finger against those sensitive prostates helped a lot. Plus keeping eye contact. Adding a soft caressing of his balls or trailing with a fingernail over his swollen urethra tube under his cock would be the final step to push him over the edge and fill her young, sucking mouth.

But what she liked best before any blowjob was the look in their eyes as she kneeled in front of them, and before getting those fully erect cocks out, apply some whorish red lipstick to her cheating lips. She didn’t bother to blot her lips with a tissue after applying it; she would have a smudgy look anyway. The perfect look to welcome her future husband.

…

As she looked back at her college days, after all these years, she was still annoyed. Too many coeds dressed slutty, thus distracting those magnificent cocks away from her. She didn’t dress as a slut, because she was not a slut. The worst part was that those fake sluts didn’t do anything with those throbbing rods. Not even a blowjob. Teasing them and then saying something like "Let's wait.” So, she had to make an extra effort in convincing those lied-to men with their hard cocks that she would take care of their poor blue balls. This was simply helping them out, something like humanitarian help. Nothing slutty. She only wished she would have had the idea of sucking two at the same time in college, to save time. So many swollen balls were helplessly waiting for her! If only she had more time!

To be continued.