Pay your respects to the bride

Knowing of the tradition held by many of sneaking in a little hanky-panky between the wedding ceremony and the reception, you decided to pay your respects to the bride early. You shuffle quickly over to the door to the bridal suite, and, making sure that nobody is watching, open the door with your master-key card.

The first room in the bridal suite, a living room/receiving room, is empty. You step quietly in through the door, and shut it noiselessly behind you. Looking down the hall, you see in a reflection in a mirror the groom, sitting still fully dressed, on a large bed in what must be the master bedroom.

"Just let me straighten this out," you hear the bride call from another hallway. "We wouldn't want to get our clothes dirty." You see the groom nodding, and then carefully begin to undo his pants. You jog silently across the receiving room, and down the hallway towards the bride's voice.

Rounding the corner, you see that the bride is in a sort of sittng room, carefully hiking up her long dress. She has gathered the skirt of the dress about her waist, and she bends over a chair, letting her dress fall down the front of the chair, and leaving her ass and legs exposed to you. She is apparently not the kind of girl that likes to tan, for her ass and legs are a smooth, milky white. Bent over the chair, it almost looks like a totally white flower: her white ass in the middle, the dress around it the petals, her legs the stem, the garter a leaf on those stems. You see that she is almost ready for her husband. She reaches a hand back and pulls the ivory white thong down off her ass, to her knees.

You sense that she is about to call for her husband, and you instantly will her to silence. You unzip your pants, and your cock is already hard from the show. You step in behind her, and shove your cock into her wet, expectant pussy. She sighs softly, but does not cry out. You know that you have to work quickly, so you pump her firmly and swiftly, grabbing a hip with one hand and her garter with the other, pulling yourself into her. The soft pussy quickly elicits your juices, and you have to stifle a groan yourself as you unload into it. She sighs, and you can hear the smile on her lips.

Wordlessly, you tuck in and zip up, and gazing at the milky, luscious ass, you decide that your respects, which have been paid early, will probably also be paid often. You turn and slip out of the room, just in time to avoid the notice of the groom, who is stepping out of the bathroom. You hide behind a cupboard as he walks through the living room, pantless. You hear the soft squelch as he inserts himself in her. You smile. She will think he is having seconds, while he will think he is having her first. You duck out of the bridal suite.