Surprise at the wedding

We got to the church right on time. I was glad that my little secret dalliance hadn't delayed us.

Well, before the ceremony, I went off to find the bathroom. As I looked through an empty hallway, a hand grabbed me and pulled me into a dark side room. The door closed behind me and someone kissed me, their tongue slipping into my mouth. I took her in my arms and kissed back. It wasn't Michelle, because the dress she wore was not the ultimate wedding gown. It wasn't Liz because she was too short. The hand on my cock rubbed gently, but insistently, through my tux pants.

She broke the kiss. "God, I've wanted to do that for a long time," said Dani, Michelle's sister. She took my hand and pressed it against her breast and squeezed. Her other hand was rapidly unzipping my trousers.

"But, Dani, the wedding is going to start soon!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, we won't take too long! Just a quickie!" Now she was shucking my naked cock through the fly.

I was thinking that we'd have a long sensual time fucking for the first time, but her urgency was making my little brain make quicker decisions than my big brain. I turned her toward the wall, and pressed her against it. She grinned and moaned.

"Yes!" she said, as I lifted her dress. She pulled my head back to kiss, and I groped around her groin and found that she was only wearing a thong. The haze of lust had us full on. I pulled the tiny piece of material aside and guided my johnson to her pussy. The heat coming off it was amazing. I slipped just inside her very wet slit. Then Dani grabbed my ass and pulled me hard toward her. My shaft pierced her body, and I felt the snap of something inside her. Dani gasped in pain as I now realized that I had just deflowered her. But I was too horny to slow down. I pounded Dani with hard, swift thrusts that rocked her body. She whimpered at first, but in a minute, she grunted and moaned in pleasure, having gotten past the initial discomfort. That's when I sped up more, as her voice got higher.

Suddenly, she broke into a high-pitch squeal and her body shook in her first orgasm from a man's cock. Her fluttering cunt muscles were too much for me, and I erupted in a shower of hot jizz in her willing young body. We both quaked in orgasm together as more cum filled her. She came a little longer than I did.

She slid down a bit and off my shaft. She kissed me again, gentler this time. She whispered, "That's was wonderful. Can we do that again later?"

"Of course, Dani. I'd love to take more time to really let you know what's it's like," I replied.

I heard the rustling of expensive fabric, and then her hands putting my cock back in my boxers and zipping my tux pants.

"Thank you for taking my cherry so thoroughly. It was amazing," she said as she kissed me again and opened the door. The light nearly blinded me, but I took a quick glance at my watch and say we'd only taken five minutes. Still plenty of time before show time.

"We can hook up after the reception, Dani."

"You can count on it, buster!" she said as she fled down the hall.

I waited a minute before venturing out, found the hall empty, and arrived at the restroom.

There were no further delays, traumas, or emergencies. The wedding started only ten minutes late, which in wedding terms is practically early. It also allowed last minute stragglers to get seated.

When the processional started, I took Liz’ arm in mine and we walked slowly down the aisle. Liz leaned over and kissed my cheek before we entered the sanctuary, whispering, “That tux looks delicious on you. I’d love to get you out of it and find out what you taste like.”

I whispered in her ear, “You look fabulous in that dress, and I’m sure even better out of it.” I nibbled her earlobe briefly. The two of us rounded the corner and entered the church sanctuary, all flirting over.

After the processional was finished, I looked down the row of bride’s maids, admiring the display. All of them were looking at the bride, except Dani, who was looking straight at me. When she saw that I was looking at her, she smiled and winked, and then licked her lips with her little pink tongue. I got a chance before the bride came out to look at the guests. On the left, Nicole caught my eye and gazed at my with naked lust. She stuck her tongue into her cheek, like the head of my cock was in her mouth. I started getting hard and started thinking about baseball and gold to occupy my mind. Then I looked over at the bride's side and saw Marianne making goo-goo eyes at me. She also licked her lips. I was in big trouble.

Michelle came down the aisle, a vision of loveliness in her white gown, but not without a good amount of sexiness too.

The rest of the wedding was flawless, and as we left the sanctuary, Liz pinched my butt. Since she had my arm, I used my other hand to tweak her tit through the piles of satin. She giggled and squirmed a bit. We stood next to each other in the receiving line, and in between greeting guests, we flirted, whispering lewd remarks to each other, secretly fondling the others body, and stealing occasional kisses.

The reception was back at the hotel, so we all piled into the limos. Liz and I were in one with Matt and Michelle. Dani was in the second limo with the other bride’s maid and the two groomsmen. The two sets of parents, Marianne and Mr. Reisman – maintaining a semblance of being married – and Nicole and Mr. Heisner, were in the last limo. We all had champagne and sat very close, Matt next to Michelle and Liz next to me. It was a half-hour drive to the hotel, and, after about ten minutes of laughing about the wedding, Matt and Michelle just sat and kissed. Liz turned to me and, just as I was going to say something, put her hand on my cheek and kissed me too. She tasted good.