Ruining a wedding by fucking the bride at her bachelorette party

You had roughly an hour or two to recover from your first shoot, enough time to shower and change before you're given the details of a nearby hotel along with some instructions on a holo-pad. You absent-mindedly go to scan it with your own wrist-mounted device only to remember that May had the device limited to prevent you from creating any of your own leverage.

The best you could tell was it was being jammed from connecting or interfacing with anything, leaving you effectively trapped until you had fulfilled your deal with May Azure. The tracker for your competition seemed to be the only thing that was working, as you could see the data packet from your session with Maddie, however, it wasn't syncing the data with the less than legal access it had with galactic databases, so until your deal with May was done and the terminal was unjammed your score wouldn't update.

Thumbing through the holo-pad and can't help but laugh when you read the details of the second shoot. You were given the details of a hotel a short walk away, where a bachelorette party was being held in a room the crew has rigged with various hidden cameras. The best friend of the lucky bride to be doesn't want the wedding to go ahead, which is where you come in. Your role was to sweep the bride to be off her feet, seduce her and fuck her in front of all her friends.

By the time you arrive at the hotel room in question, a large suite, you can already hear that festivities were in full swing. You check the slutty parody of a security service uniform you had been provided before swiping the access card and slipping into the room. The uniform hugging your frame very tightly, with various parts that tear off as you strip. The music playing seems to dip in volume as you walk in.

"I've had reports about a disturbance, I need to speak to who's in charge of this party," You say with a grin as various women turn a let out a shriek of giggles as they see you walking in.

"Over here, officer, it's Leslie's party," A woman you recognize as Lisa, the brides best friend, calls out.

"Well Leslie, I'm afraid I'm going to have to subdue you while I investigate things thoroughly," You reply in a sultry tone, pulling out a pair of handcuffs from your parody of a uniform.

"Lisa, I said no strippers," Leslie complains as you walk up to the bride to be and put one cuff over her slender wrist.

"Guess I lied," Lisa replies with a wicked giggle.

"Mary is going to kill me," Leslie complains as you attach the other end of the handcuffs to a nearby bedpost.

"Mary needs to lighten the fuck up, it's your bachelorette party, your last chance for some harmless fun," Lisa replies, her eyes catching yours for a moment an evil smile appearing on her lips as you nod.

"Lisa, be nice, we're getting married," Leslie replies.

"I know, just lighten up and go with it," Lisa replies, stroking her friends face one. "Just look at her, tell me she's not fucking gorgeous," Lisa adds, gesturing to you as you turn and wiggle and writhe your body in time to the music.

"Yeah, she..., she... looks nice, alright," Leslie replies nervously.

"Alright?!?!" Lisa scoffs, "She's a fucking goddess," Lisa yells, with various of the rest of the party making cries of agreement.

You sway and tear off to shoulder parts of your uniform, throwing the material across the room, where groups of the party yell and cheer as they move to try and catch it. You watch out of the corner of your eye as you continue to dance as Lisa and Leslie have a whispered argument about you, one you could tell Leslie was losing judging by the way her blue eyes kept darting back to you, or at least parts of you.

"Alright, but promise me you won't let things go too far," Leslie whispers, which you also hear as you lean in and start dancing over Leslie.

"Leslie, don't worry, you can trust me," Lisa replies with a devious grin on her face.

You turn to face Leslie who swallows hard as she gets a close look at you while you gyrate before her, shaking your rear towards her, inches away from her face. Moments later you feel a hand experimentally brush against you, recoiling at first, but then touching you a moment later with more confidence. You smile as you feel Leslie's trembling hand run up and down your legs before wandering up and starting to feel your ass. You continue to dance on top of Leslie giving her time to build confidence and lower her inhibitions.

"Ma'am, are you resisting arrest?" You ask in a teasing tone as you turn to face Leslie, licking your lips as your peer down at her over the sunglasses into Leslie's bright blue eyes.

"I uh...." Leslie murmurs as you look into her slightly wide eyes.

"That's it I'm going to need to do a pat-down," You giggles gently pressing your hand against Leslie's shoulder and pushing her on her back.

Looking down at Leslie, you take a moment to examine the woman you'd be soon fucking in front of all her friends. For a moment you wonder if she's somehow related to Maddie as you look into her eyes, a younger more slender model. Only a few years younger than yourself in appearance if you had to guess, maybe her mid-20s, although again with modern gene therapies it was almost impossible to tell. Still, with the same shade of blue in her eyes and that same curvy blonde hair, the full and inviting lips, you can't help but shake off that sense of familiarity about Leslie.

It's a strange sensation but one you shrug off for now as you begin to trace your hands over Leslie's body, cupping her perky C cup boobs through the tight top. You grin and trace a single finger around Leslie's nipples until they stand tall and erect, through the soft fabric of her top. The bride to be letting out sweet soft moans and sharp short breaths as you work her boobs. You tease and make Leslie squirm, feeling her free hand squeezing your arm as you go. Then when you have Leslie worked up, panting and shaking with anticipation to do more, you stand up and begin to dace once more.

"Please, more," Leslie groans.

"Are you sure about that, Ma'am?" You ask in a teasing tone, casually pulling off more and more of your stripper uniform and tossing it to the cheering women in the room.

"You told me not to let it get too far," Lisa says in a warning tone.

"Please, more," Leslie pleads, reaching out to try and grab you with her free hand, which you nimbly step out of the way as if part of your routine as you discard your top and expose your large tits to the excitement of the room. You continue to dance and tease, stripping off more and more of your outfit until you were down to just the tiny skirt, concealing your thick mass from the room.

You sway back towards Leslie and slide onto the bed beside her, cupping her head in your hands and guiding her lips towards your nipples. Leslie wastes no time, eagerly taking one of your nipples into her warm mouth and eagerly sucking on the swollen nub, while her free hand teases and caresses your other nipple. You let out exaggerated moans of pleasure to help encourage Leslie. Meanwhile, you snake one of your hands down to the back of Leslie's skirt and panties and begin to caress and squeeze her soft supple ass.

You enjoy teasing Leslie for a few minutes until Leslie gets a little too bold. The hand she was using to fondle the nipple not currently being sucked on begins to wander south, down the front of your body, roaming dangerously close to your thick throbbing surprise. You pull yourself back and wag a finger at Leslie before pulling out a second set of handcuffs from the belt attached to the skirt.

"Naughty, Naughty, I'm going to have to cuff your other hand now," You coo, leaning in over Leslie and cuffing her other wrist to the bed frame, leaving her somewhat bound and at your mercy.

With this you stand back up, ignoring the pleas coming from the bride to be. You once more begin dancing shaking your hips and teasing at the fasteners to your belt and skirt. The rest of the women in the party were cheering, calling out 'take it off'. You smile and slip the belt free throwing it into the crowd and then continue to dance, shaking your ass and toying with the skirt. You glance back at Lisa who smiles and nods.

"Time to stop I think," Lisa says with a smile.

"No, not yet, just a little more," Leslie pleads to her best friend.

"You told me to keep things going too far, if this carries on you know it's ending in sex right?" Lisa explains.

"Just Oral, it'll be fine," Leslie pleads.

"Alright, but don't come crying to me when Mary loses her shit," Lisa says giving you the nod.

With that, you drop the fling off the skirt to howls of delight and cheering from the women in the crowd as they catch their first glimpse of your meaty surprise. You glance back and smile at Leslie who is nodding enthusiastically, eager to get you back.

"Alright, Ma'am I think you've been drinking," You begin licking your lips. "So I'm going to need something blown before I can let you go," You say loudly, to the cheers and howls coming from the rest of the party.

You turn slowly to face Leslie, her bright blue eyes going wide as she lays eyes on your cock as it bobs with each slow step you take towards her. You can't help but smile as you watch Leslie's eye following your cock's every bounce as you stalk closer and closer to her. Without even thinking about it, Leslie licks her lips in preparation.

You climb onto the bed, and straddle Leslie's body, bringing your thick length less than an inch from her face, you can feel her warm breath washing over your shaft, causing it to jerk as a single thick bead of precum oozes from the crown of your cock. Leslie swallows hard and her blue eyes flick up to you for a moment as your leer down at her with a big smile on your face. "Whenever you're ready, hot stuff," You purr.

"Last chance to back out, Les," Lisa says with a grin, knowing full well her best friend was too far gone to stop now.

You watch Leslie open her mouth to reply to her friend, but instead of reply she darts her head forward and takes the first few inches of your cock into her hot warm mouth and wraps her full lips around you. "Fuck," You groan in a mix of surprise and pleasure.

"Guess she made up her mind," Lisa giggles, pulling out her communicator and recording her friend sucking your cock.

Soon the party is cheering the bride to be on, a chorus call of 'suck that dick' fills the air, drowning out the music before. Whatever games or distractions the women were enjoying before, ignored as all eyes are now on you and Leslie. You could hear a few disapproving comments about Leslie's faithfulness to Mary, although none of them even attempted to stop her or you.

You let out a moan of pleasure as you begin to gently thrust your hips towards Leslie's face, helping her suck more of your cock, given the awkward angle she was in with both hands cuffed to the bed. The sweet suction and the skilful licks of Leslie's tongue were almost enough for you to get caught up in the moment. You could have happily left her to it, eagerly worshipping your cock until you fill her mouth with your cum, the bride to be, or perhaps not to be now, was definitely skilful enough to swiftly get you off. Still, you had a job to do, and in the process another womb to seed.

You lean back carefully, doing your best not to unsteady yourself, and start running your hand across Leslie's dress, starting innocently enough with her body and working your way down towards her legs. Slowly but surely you begin inching your fingers towards Leslie's sex, keeping it nice and slow to be teasing enough to keep her focused on sucking you off, but distracting enough to make her crave more.

By the time your fingers finally crest between the sweet valley between Leslie's legs you can feel how hot and ready she is for you. The pace at which she was working up and down your thickness was growing more erratic and you could feel her hum in anticipation around your cock each time your fingers grow close to touching her pussy. Soon Leslie can barely focus on sucking your cock as your fingers tease across the soft fabric of her dress, pressing her delicate panties into the hot damp folds of her hungry sex.

"Mmmmm someones excited," You purr in a soft whisper that only you, Leslie and Lisa can hear. "I really shouldn't, I'm not supposed to go any further with clients," You pant. "But I really want to fuck you right now," You add with a wicked grin.

You hear Leslie hum her accent around your cock. "Les, you can't be serious, this is already gone too far," Lisa pleads weakly, not wanting her friend to stop. "You can't fuck the stripper," Lisa adds shaking her head.

"Yes I can, It's my party isn't it?" Leslie insists, taking her mouth off you for a moment, her blue eyes looking up at you hungrily.

"Mmmmm, fancy one last ride with someone like me before getting hitched?" You ask with a grin.

"I've never been with anyone like you before," Leslie replies.

"Never been with a futa before?" You reply with a grin.

"No, the only one I ever knew was my older sister and well, she was off the menu, obviously," Leslie says hungrily.

"Well allow me to give you, what you couldn't have from your big sis," You whisper in a low sultry tone.

"This is serious Les, do you even have any protection on you," Lisa points out.

"No," Leslie replies, "Do you?" She asks you hopefully.

"Sorry sweet thing, not allowed to carry it with me in case I try and break the rules like this," You reply licking your lips.

"Fuck," Leslie hisses, while you tease your thumb over her swollen clit. "Fuck protection, I need you inside me," Leslie groans.

"Les!" Lisa yells.

"Let me have this, Lisa," Leslie pleads.

"Fine, but I tried to stop you if Mary dumps you because you got your ass knocked up by the stripper that's on you," Lisa replies shaking her head.

"Well then, Ma'am, I'm going to need to do a deep search for anything illegal," You announce sliding yourself back and hiking up Leslie's dress.

"Fuck it, just tear it off me," Leslie says desperately.

"If you insist," You reply, tearing the thin fabric straps and pulling the dress of Leslie's body, quickly tearing the panties off her as well, revealing her glistening wet snatch.

You eagerly position yourself between Leslie's legs and tease the head of your length against her slick wet outer folds, Leslie hissing in pleasure as your cock brushes against her aching clit. Leslie's body trembles against you as your lean in, pressing your tip against the entrance to her hot hungry folds, then with one long slow thrust you ease yourself inside of her. Leslie lets out a hight pitch throaty moan as her sweet folds part and swallows your cock. Her hot dewy walls clinging to your cock, practically pulling you inside of her.

Once you were balls deep in Leslie you try to take a moment to savour the feeling, only to find Leslie wasn't willing to wait, her legs snaking around your back while she thrusts her hips against you, effectively forcing you to fuck her. You're more than eager to meet her movement, taking a firm grasp of her hips and sawing yourself in and out of her sweet sex. Letting out loud groans of pleasure as Leslie doesn't give you a moment to slow down. At this rate, you weren't going to last long given how worked up Leslie's mouth had already gotten you.

You do your best to hold out as long as physically possible, the relentless onslaught of Leslie's hot tight folds caressing against your swollen shaft, flooding your mind with wave after delicious wave of pleasure. You feel that familiar heat and pressure building deep within you, growing hotter and hotter. You call on every ounce of your willpower to try and not succumb to the pleasure and flood Leslie's unprotected pussy with your potent cum.

You were trying your best not to think about how much precum Leslie has milked from you, how a veritable army of nanites from your gene modifications are now overhauling Leslie's body to get her to peak fertility. You try to shut out the almost overwhelming sensation you feel when Leslie's pussy squeezes your cock hard after each heavy twitch.

"Fuck I'm getting really close," You warn, feeling your grasp slipping on your impending orgasm.

"Just a little longer, then you can pull out," Leslie pants, her own orgasm moments away.

You think you might just make it, that Leslie will cum before you and would almost certainly leg log you, giving you your excuse to pump your virile seed deep into her fertile depths. But then you hear a chant starting from the women in the room, some of the party-goer cheering you on. "Cum in her, Cum in her, Fill her up, knock her up," Several women start chanting. Which was just enough to push you over the edge and do exactly what the cheering women asked you to.

"Shit, cumming!" You grunt.

"Shit! no, pull out," Lisa yells at you, not that you could have, even if you wanted to.

You let out a primal growl forcing yourself forwards as deep as you could into Leslie's sweet sex, the tip of your cock pressing hard into the entrance of her womb, just as your first heavy eruption of cum bursts from your tip. The thick sticky, sperm-filled fluid spatters against the back of Leslie's womb, the super sperm quickly swimming in search of an egg to fertilise.

"Fuckk!!!!" Leslie cries out in ecstasy as the sweet heats filling her womb, combined with your thick throbbing length pulsating and twitching sets off her orgasm.

Leslie's legs tighten around your back, forcing you to try and go even deeper inside of her as her back arches, firmly locking you in place as you seed her womb. The pair of you howling in primal delight as your bodies quake and quiver in unison, until you finally collapse on top of Leslie, feeling well and truly spent, having filled her womb to overflowing with your hot thick cum. Your balls having that slight ache from working overtime to give Leslie every drop you had to give.

"Alright, parties over, go back to your rooms, and we'll figure out if there's even a wedding to go to after this," Lisa announces to the party, while you cuddle up with Leslie, gently stroking a hand over her stomach, picturing the sperm swarming inside of her.

A few minutes later, you manage to untangle yourself from Leslie and begin to hunt around for enough of your outfit to wear out of the hotel. Quickly beating a hasty exit, leaving Lisa to deal with her thoroughly bred friend and her fiance who had been trying to get a hold of Leslie more or less since you arrived. You have little doubt in your mind that you had just ruined someone's marriage before it even has a chance to start, but it wasn't the first, and probably not the last you'd ruin.

You quickly make your way back to the hotel and start to shower, while wondering what the final scene you'd be doing for May would involve.