This is the story of our wedding night. I wrote what I remembered, then sent it to Dick, who now lives in Seattle, so he could add his bit of nostalgia and provide his unique perspective. Heartfelt thanks to him for also proofreading, editing, suggesting changes, and giving moral support.

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Two weeks after Gina, my beautiful eighteen-year-old fiancée spent the night with Dick, the best man at our wedding, he handed me the ring to slip on her finger and, voila, I was married. The noon in June ceremony was beautiful - very romantic, a perfect garden setting, wonderful music, good friends, proud family, photographs to last a lifetime, and no glitches. Our afternoon backyard reception also went smoothly, and we both enjoyed talking and laughing with the wonderful people nice enough to attend. The weather was perfect: temperature in the low eighties, bright sunshine tempered by large Cottonwood shade, and a gentle breeze. A superb three-piece combo playing big band sounds on the deck induced most people to dance, including the kids. A self-imposed two-drink-per-person limit insured the celebration didn't get too wild, and by 8:00 PM all our guests had kissed my bride on the way out. Including the time spent in the morning getting dressed and double-checking the arrangements, everything was over in ten hours.

"Are you tired, my beautiful bride?" I expected to be drained by this time, but instead I was incredibly awake and alive.

"No. I'm wired. I wish the party wasn't over."

"Dick invited us to another one."

"I know. He told me too. Do you want to go?"

And so what we did on our wedding night was spontaneously determined shortly after our reception. It's actually an amazing coincidence that things turned out like they did - we'd planned everything before, during and after the ceremony except for our wedding night. We'd been living together, with both sets of parents aware, for six months, so there was no rush to "consummate" our marriage. Our Acapulco honeymoon departure wasn't until the following evening at 8:00 PM, although when I told people we were on a flight leaving at 8:00 the next day, I let them assume it was 8:00 AM. A day to unwind sounded appealing when I made the reservations, especially since the fare was half what it would have been for a daytime flight. In order to have more money for Acapulco, we had already decided to sleep at our apartment rather than spring for an expensive hotel. The twenty-four hours between our reception and our honeymoon departure were free. That period is the most memorable of my life.

Gina still wore her wedding gown when I cranked up my graffiti-decorated jeep, but she didn't have a stitch on within a mile. My windows aren't tinted and because darkness arrives after 9:00 PM in late June, every gorgeous inch of my bride was on display to every passing car or truck. The 'just married' and 'hot to trot' type writing all over my windows drew attention to us, but her unbelievable body kept it there.

As I drove, my fingers and hands played with the girl parts I wasn't supposed to touch until this moment - we were (finally) legally wed. The party we'd been invited to was at a mountain home an hour outside of town and most of the driving was on a winding two-lane 'highway'. Steering and shifting subtracted considerable time my hands could have spent on the objects holding my attention: the tits and cunt I'd been almost the only one to fondle for the last six months. It was hard to believe they were mine "to have and to hold till death do us part". My gorgeous bride probably enjoyed the pleasure my hands were intermittently providing nearly as much as the pleasure she derived from the focused eyes of the guys driving beside us when they could.

As we approached the turn off, I told my gorgeous bride to get dressed again - well, you might be able to call it dressed if you have a generous nature. She put on her wedding gown, her white thigh-highs, and her high heels, but without her panties, and especially without her white slip, her gown left little to the imagination. The white beads and crocheted fabric swirls were attached to white gauze as the foundation garment. The gauze was so translucent you could easily see the shadow of her ass crack. Her nipples were not quite as visible as they were on the night of her engagement infidelity, but her cunt was revealed much more. It was patently obvious she didn't have anything on except the gown.

I suppose a little history would help - after all, I did say my fiancée slept with the best man at our wedding before we were married. There was a gradual buildup to their one night affair, so it wasn't a surprise to any of us. After several weeks of escalating public foreplay between Gina and Dick while they danced at parties, I acceded to his request to fuck her. At my insistence, she acted as his date at our housewarming party while wearing a see-through top and no underwear. Everybody at the party saw him finger fuck her to orgasm on the dance floor, then take her home with him.

I listened on the phone the first time he fucked her and watched him fuck her on our couch when he brought her home the next morning. Less than a minute after I saw him deposit it in Gina's cunt, I was using Dick's semen to lubricate my stroke. She was near orgasm when my question induced her to confess that she couldn't wait for Dick to fuck her again. Her admission triggered two orgasms, and mine was the most intense of my life. While I listened on the phone, I'd heard the most intense of her life five hours earlier when Dick's cock throbbed inside her cunt for the first time.

Their date was the most powerful experience of our lives. We recalled with words what our minds replayed, and we both discovered overwhelming excitement and unbelievable sexual satisfaction recreating the bliss my beautiful young fiancée felt when Dick fucked her. I craved every intimate detail, and each new revelation triggered another incredible orgasm. I fucked my fiancée at least twice a night and a big part of the excitement was the anticipation of his boldness on their next date.

"Honey, Dick talked to me at the reception while we danced. He made me promise to ask for your permission, but I'm afraid." I felt a jolt as the blood surged into my cock. It was strange that Gina waited until we were almost to the party, but the part of my brain controlling my cock was, as usual, overpowering the part of my brain concerned with logic and reason.

"Why? It's all we've talked about. We both want him to fuck you again. Does he want to fuck you tonight? That's it, isn't it? He wants to fuck you on our wedding night." I could understand why she was hesitant to ask, but I found the idea enticingly erotic.

"No ... ooohh god honey that's not it ... uummm ... I guess it's sort of it. He wants to fuck me tonight while we're dancing ... oohh god honey he wants me to be naked while he fucks me to the music ... I'm so wet ... he wants to strip me and let everybody watch him fuck me."

Dick is bold. Gina loves bold, and I had been incredibly aroused watching my fiancée's eager reception to his boldness on the dance floor during the last three parties. I love bold too, but still, ... I needed to think. He didn't just want to fuck her again; he wanted to fuck my newlywed bride - my legally wedded wife for less than seven hours - in front of everybody at the party. In front of my closest friends. And he wanted to totally strip her and play with her on the dance floor before he fucked her ... before he fucked her on our wedding night. He wanted to be the first one to fuck my new bride after we were pronounced husband and wife. He wanted to fuck her on the dance floor. In front of my friends. And a lot of people I didn't know. While I watched. My cock was throbbing.

I slipped my hand through the slit of her gown onto her bald cunt again. She submissively spread her legs and I easily slid my middle finger in. She was much wetter than she had been just a few minutes earlier.

"You're so wet that Dick could slide his big cock into you without any foreplay. You would love it, wouldn't you?" My question was intentionally ambiguous - was I asking about the public sex or whether she'd love his big cock right then?

"I think I would Kirk ... ooohh that feels so good ... but I'm afraid too. Are you going to let him?" Gina's nasty mind clearly focused on the public fantasy. It was another instance where Dick wanted to push a woman in a direction she wouldn't have gone alone. I knew Gina, and Dick was pushing her in a direction she would love.

She hunched on my finger to increase her stimulation. While I gently thrust in and out, I slipped a second finger in and began to rub next to her clit with my thumb.

"Well, he's already passed out copies of the nude photos he took of you to our friends, including those where Tim and Darrell felt you up. They know Dick fucked you, and they always talk about seeing you naked. They would love to see the real thing. It would turn you on wouldn't it? You told me you wanted to let Jerry and Walt watch him fuck you. I'll bet you want Don to see him fuck you too, don't you? And Bob and Scott? You want Dick to fuck you in front of a big audience? You do, don't you?" I was hard as hell. I knew all my friends had a crush on Gina - why wouldn't they? She was nice to them, she was young and incredibly beautiful, she flirted with them, she danced tight against them, she always exposed enough skin to permanently hold their attention, and she'd let Dick fuck her so they knew her teasing didn't always stop at teasing.

"Oooohhh yes ... I'm so turned on ... if it was just them, but it's not. How will you feel? We just barely got married. It won't be the same as when you watched him fuck me on our couch - that was private ... god I loved your eyes on us. We weren't married and we knew everybody when he fingered me at our party. He told me he was going to fuck me in front of them, but I didn't expect him to fuck me tonight. And this is such a big party - we won't even know most of the people."

She watched my face as I answered. I buried my fingers and lightly brushed her clit with my thumb. She gasped.

"I don't care about anybody except my friends, and they've already seen him do everything except fuck you on the dance floor. I was there when he fingered you while they watched, and you know how much I loved watching him make you come. They've already seen him touch you everywhere, and they know he's already fucked you. They've all seen the nude photos he took of you. There's not much more for them to see. Watching him fuck you while you dance is the only thing they haven't seen - it's the logical conclusion. I love sharing your pleasure with my friends. I think our best man should be the first to fuck my bride after our wedding, even before I fuck her. I want to let them see you become an adulterous wife on our wedding day."

"Ooohh god ... you'll have to be so strong honey ... I'm afraid but it sounds so exciting. You're going to let him fuck me in front of everybody ... mmm keep doing that ... Dick's going to fuck me again. I've been dreaming about it. He's so good looking ... aahh I'm about to come ... just a little more."

"Look at you in your wedding gown - everybody at the party will know you're naked under it. You'll be showing off all night. Your cunt will be dripping, aching and Dick will finally strip you for every guy there to see it. They'll know you are married, but not to him - they'll see your wedding rings touching his cock. And then, he's going to fuck your juicy cunt for them. He's going to slide his huge cock into your hot cunt so every person at the party can see. Your tight juicy twat and his plunging cock will be the night's entertainment. You'll come again and again. Every guy there will think you're easy - they'll all want to fuck your nasty cunt too. You'll be known as a slut wife from now on. I just hope I can keep from coming in my pants."


"Ooohh honey ... that's so hot ... he's so handsome ... mmm ... I love his cock ... aaahhh I'm going to come."

I immediately removed my fingers from her cunt.

"No, I'm not going to be the one to make you come tonight. Dick owns your cunt from this point on." I glanced at her as I drove and could see the anguish removing my fingers caused. "You do have to do two things for me though."

"Honey that was mean ... ooohh I'm so close ... what?"

"I'll be standing next to the dance area. When he takes off your wedding gown, bring it to me so we don't lose it."

I could see her wiggling on the seat to maintain her sexual arousal. I knew she could come that way. She'd done it the first time Dick took her out to our car during a party.

"Ooohhh honey ... you just want me to walk over to you and then walk back? Naked?"

"Yes. And quit moving around so much. I don't want you to come until you're with Dick."

"Ooohh honey I want to come so bad."

"Good. The second thing I expect is for you to you act as his bride at the party. Act like you're his newlywed wife - not mine. Act just like you did two weeks ago. Tell him that I've given you to him for another night. Tell him your cunt belongs to him."

"Ummm ... honey, we won't know most of these people. I'm still in my wedding dress. I've got wedding rings but he doesn't." Her engagement ring and her wedding band were a matched set and my band matched hers. The engagement diamond was a high quality stone that subtracted a quarter year's salary from my bank account. Our matching bands were designed with small diamonds in a unique pattern and surface cuts in the gold so that, even from quite a distance, they were easily seen as a set.

"That's what makes it so exciting. I want them to know you're not his wife. Don't you think that will make it even nastier?"

"It was exciting at our party because we were all friends. They will guess you're my real husband from our clothes."

"Don't make them guess. Tell them. I'm your real husband. Dick's your husband for the night. That would make it even more exciting for everybody when he fucks you, wouldn't it? You're so young and beautiful - think of how nasty it is. The groom's best friend and the best man at their wedding fucks the bride on their wedding night in front of her groom and everybody else at a large party. Everybody who sees it will remember this party their entire life."

"Ooohh honey ... it would. I want them to know ... yes, I'll tell them. I'll tell them you're best friends. I'll tell them that Dick's the best man ... they'll wonder what I mean."

"They'll figure it out when he fucks you." I paused while I wondered if the time was right. I decided it was.

"Gina, I have something for you. I've had it for over a week but I didn't think I would give it to you until after our honeymoon." I pulled over to the side of the road and removed a slim jewelry case from the glove box.

"Put your foot on my thigh Gina." She placed the ball of her left high heel near my knee while I took the ankle bracelet from the box. I slipped it around her white thigh high and locked it on her beautiful ankle.

She could see the etched letters in the fading sunlight. "What does it say honey?"

"It says 'Dick's'. It's locked and I have the key. Considering the timing, I guess you could say it's my wedding gift - or maybe giving Dick's cock to you is my wedding gift."

"It's locked? When will you unlock it?"

"I'll put it on whenever I give you to him. Wear it tonight and let people read it. If anybody asks, tell them you're his for the night." She put her foot back down so she could attack me with love. Her kiss was passionate. Her kiss was emotional. Her kiss transmitted love down to my toes. My guess: she liked it.

My cock was pulsating, and the thought definitely crossed my mind to pull her into the backseat. We were both in need of relief, but I felt I'd be cheating with my best friend's wife if I fucked her then. I'd just told her she was his, and after I'd given her to Dick I didn't want to immediately take back what I'd freely given. I finally pulled her arms from around my neck so I could drive the remaining few miles to the party.

"Gina, there will be lots of other guys that want to fuck you too. Nobody but Dick tonight, okay?" Her head nodded assent, but her dreamy, unfocused eyes led me to believe she was wondering what it would feel like to be in the center of lots of guys.

Dick saw us as soon as we entered and hurried to meet us at the door. He'd changed into khaki pants and a Polo shirt, typical clothing for most of the men at the party. My white tuxedo was clearly formal wedding attire and her white wedding gown, sans undergarments, matched my tux. We were obviously a newlywed couple. I shook his hand before Gina greeted him in her usual manner - a juicy French kiss with her arms around his neck and her body pressed tightly against his.

Although the method she used to greet him didn't change, the tremendous passion and the extended duration did. She kissed with the ardor normally seen from lovers long separated and she ground against him with lust rarely seen outside the bedroom. Her wedding rings sparkled as she pulled on the back of his head to tightly clamp her lips to his.

Gina appeared willing to let Dick fuck her right there, but he finally pulled her arms from his neck. He backed up a couple of steps to look at my new wife and everybody in the entrance hall followed his lead. There were at least ten people in the entryway watching them, including, I later learned, the homeowner and his beautiful young wife.

"Turn around Gina. Let me see." Dick was in charge and I could see the joy she received from submitting to his will as she slowly turned for his inspection.

"You look great. Put your hands behind your head." She locked her eyes with his as she clasped her hands behind her head. The position thrust her tits out and raised the slit in her gown dangerously close to her cunt. Nearly the entire width of the support bands on her thigh highs was visible through the slit.

"Turn again." I noticed her glances toward the eyes of the other men as she slowly spun, and because I knew my fiancée so well, - excuse me, my bride so well - I knew their lustful eyes inflamed her even further.

"You look hot Gina. I love your wedding dress a lot more now than I did earlier."

"Thank you Dick. Kirk said I should take off everything except the dress. You won't be embarrassed to be with me, will you?"

"I couldn't be any prouder unless you were naked."

"I'm not far from it." Then she smiled at him. "Maybe I will be."

"You're close right now. You'll drive every man here crazy." He appeared to just notice her gold ankle bracelet. "What does your anklet say?"

She didn't say anything before she hiked the hem of her gown past her thigh highs, then placed her high-heeled foot on the armrest of the chair next to Dick. From where I stood I could see her smooth cunt was wet, so I knew the people behind me could see it as well. Dick bent down to read it and I saw him look at her cunt and sniff the air as he bent. She rotated the anklet so he could read it and I smiled at the shock in his face when he did.

"Kirk just gave it to me Dick. It's my wedding present. He told me I had to wear it when he gives me to you." He looked at me and my grin just got bigger.

"If you do what you requested permission for, I'll be thanking you Dick. Gina can't wait. Neither can I."

He grinned. "It won't be until very late."

"Have fun until then." I let my lips and tongue explore Gina's lips and mouth, the same lips and mouth that Dick just probed, and her response was as passionate as it was when Dick kissed her. I removed her arms but held her left hand with mine long enough to insure everybody could see our matching wedding bands.
"I'm proud to be your husband Gina. I love you."

"I love you too Kirk. I'm proud to be your wife. Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes. I know you'll love it and I want the best for you. Dick's the best. Enjoy yourself."

I turned and walked away. I could feel the eyes of every person in the entry foyer follow me and I finally understood what Gina meant when she said she could "feel the eyes" on her. She'd learned to love the feeling, but I was sure the best I'd ever learn would be to ignore them.

I wandered around trying to get a feel for the party. It was a large house, with three main party areas: the pool and deck in back, the family room/kitchen area, from which you could see the pool, and the large formal living room, which was converted into a dance floor by the removal of furniture and rugs. There was a bartender attending a well-stocked bar near the pool, and I didn't see anybody without a drink. The dance music was reasonably loud on the "dance floor", but very muted throughout the rest of the house.

I estimated that there were around seventy-five people, the vast majority of them couples. There may have been ten single guys, but I only saw two unattached girls and they were together. I was relieved when I didn't see any children. I didn't know the party hosts, but his company was one of our clients, and Dick managed the electrical engineering on their last project. Dick arranged for our group of guys to be invited, but most of us didn't know anyone else there. As the night progressed, I kept mental count of the number of people I knew, even casually, and I finally ended up at sixteen.

I hung out with Don, mainly near the food in the kitchen. Jerry, Bob, Walt and Scott were with dates so they frequently stopped to talk, as did Dick and Gina. The guys were all in our wedding party and they managed to change out of their penguin outfits before they left the reception. Their dates attended our short ceremony too, and they were appropriately dressed for a casual Saturday night party. Gina and I were the only sartorial fish out of water at the party and the more I thought about it, the more I liked it.

I kept an occasional eye on my bride and my best friend. Okay, you're right, watching them was my night's prime objective, it's just that they were frequently hidden or in different areas - if they were within sight, I observed as covertly as possible everything they did. I didn't follow them from area to area, and the only time I could watch Gina dance was when I was dancing too, but it was enough to keep me at least partially hard most of the night.

Dick and Gina mingled with ease and seemed to enjoy meeting all the new people. Attractive people are always warmly welcomed, and Dick and Gina are both extremely good looking. They were often the focal couple when they entered a new group, especially since Gina still wore her extremely revealing wedding dress. They laughed frequently and joined easily in conversations, and they touched each other whenever they spoke. They both finished several drinks as they moved from group to group to socialize, and I enjoyed watching the men eyeball my bride nearly as much as I enjoyed the tremendous anticipation of what was to follow. Gina held Dick's arm wherever they went, and she was acting exactly as if she'd just married him. She was acting exactly as she acted at our housewarming party.

Ah, our housewarming party, the most exciting night of my life. The first and only time she played the public role of Dick's date - until tonight. We obviously knew everybody well. The other five guys in our core group already watched Dick play with my fiancée on the dance floor, and everybody else had certainly heard about it. Dick shared the Polaroids Gina gave him, photographs I took of her luscious naked body, so I believe everybody at the party had seen every inch of her beautiful body. The seven guys in our group accepted - no, much more than accepted, we embraced - unusual lifestyles and interests. They were still friends after Dick fucked my young fiancée - still friends with Gina, still friends with Dick, and most of all still my best friends. We hid nothing from them, and Gina loved it - her cunt was always wet when she was around them because they knew Dick had fucked her. Dick's status as the unofficial leader of our group was enhanced, Gina's flirting became much more exciting because they knew she had already fucked one of her fiancé's best friends, and my reputation as the most incorrigible nonconformist in our group was solidified.

This was a different party environment, and I was sure most of the people there wouldn't embrace the idea. A young bride, on her wedding day, acting as one man's wife while her groom watched was not normal, but I found the strangeness itself arousing. Gina's actions were evidence that she did too. If they only knew how far Gina was going to go in letting Dick act as her surrogate groom on her wedding night. It couldn't get any hotter.

I saw Gina point me out numerous times during the evening when Dick introduced her, and I saw many people bend to read her anklet. It was nearly an hour into the party when Allen, the homeowner and party host, joined Don and I. His young trophy wife wasn't with him.

"So you're Kirk? Gina's new husband?"

"Yes, how did you know?" I smiled at him as I fake dusted the lapels of my tux.

He smiled back. "I guess your clothes do give it away, don't they?" He studied me for a second. "I was in the entry when you came in so I knew already, but then Dick introduced your wife as 'Kirk's bride, Gina'. She pointed to your group." He continued to analyze me before he continued. "Your wife's beautiful."

She was thrilled when Dick introduced her to Darrell and Tim as my fiancée, so she must have asked Dick to continue it. One difference, and when you looked at her dress it really wasn't a huge difference, was that she was totally nude when she met Darrell and Tim. The main difference was that I was now married to her. My cock throbbed at the thought of Dick introducing her as my bride while she acted like his.

"She is. I'll tell her you said so. She loves to hear it when guys appreciate her." Don smiled, and I knew he was thinking she loved more than appreciation from guys. He replaced me as Dick's roommate and he'd been in his bedroom the night that Dick first fucked her on their couch. Gina said he watched her walk naked to the bathroom in the morning. I thought that what he heard would be more interesting, but I didn't talk to him about it.

"She's wearing the hottest wedding gown I've ever seen." He spoke with obvious trepidation. I'm 6'1", 190 pounds and an ex-marine with combat duty in Vietnam. He was a little bigger than Dick, but not much. Maybe 5'10", with a little paunch. I guessed between forty and forty-five years old. I knew he wanted to talk about my wife, so I put him at ease. I smiled at him and noticed visible relaxation in his shoulders.

"It wasn't easy to find, but I assume you like her wedding dress Allen?" He nodded as I moved closer to him. "She's as hot as her dress. She loves being at your party like this. What do you like about her dress Allen?"

"Damn, it's great. It, uh, really shows off her, um, body." He didn't look confident again.

"It's all she has on Allen. Can I ask you - did you already know she was naked under it?"

"Well, I saw you when you came in and ... uhh ... I overheard Dick talking to her. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see her ... umm ... her..."

"Tits Allen?"

"Well, I was going to say nipples, but ok ... her tits."

"Do you like her tits?"

"They're beautiful." He said it almost with reverence.

"I agree. Did you notice her stiff nipples? She gets very excited when guys look at them. They're very sensitive too. You should hear her moan when somebody plays with them. What else did you notice Allen?"

He paused for a second. I could see he was getting more uncomfortable by the second. "I didn't see ... uh ... any panties, and I didn't see any ... um ... any ... um ... hair."

"So you've been trying to look through her dress?"

He shuffled his feet. "Um ... yes."

"She'll be glad Allen. She wouldn't have worn it if she didn't want men to look. She's so excited walking around almost naked that I can smell her excitement. Here they come - see if you can smell her Allen."

Gina and Dick walked by on their way to dance. She smiled at me and squeezed my biceps while I watched her rub her tit on Dick's arm. Allen was watching her too, and I could see the lust in his eyes. I also saw him sniff the air.

"I love the smell of her wet cunt Allen. I usually don't let her wear perfume so I can smell it. Did you smell it?" He nodded at me.

"You were right Allen. You couldn't see pubic hair because she shaves her pussy. Have you ever seen a live shaved cunt before Allen?"

"No." His emphatic response accented the glint in his eyes as they tracked her retreating ass.

"You might tonight. Will it upset your wife?"

"No. We've been to, um, gentlemen's clubs before."

"Tell your friends but see if you can't shoo out those who wouldn't appreciate it."

"I'll come by to tell you when everybody that needs to leave is gone. How's that?"

"Tell Dick. He's the one who needs to know. And Allen?"

"Yes?"

"They will see more than Gina's body, if you know what I mean?"

"Okay." He looked thoughtfully at me again. "I'm going to let my imagination run wild on that." He looked again and I thought he would chicken out before he finally whispered, "Can I ask you a very personal question?"

"I think I can guess, but go ahead." I whispered back.

"I know Dick pretty well from business and I know he gets around. I've seen him with several beautiful women. Why is he with your bride? She said you two got married today but she's acting like he is her husband, not you." I could barely hear him.

"Did you see what her ankle bracelet says Allen?"

"Yes. It says Dick's."

"I gave it to her tonight Allen. There is a lot of history to fully explain why, but I'll cut it short." I spoke in a normal voice. As long as I was going to explain, I didn't want him to say he couldn't hear. "Dick and I were roommates for six years before Gina and I met - three in college and three after. They became close while we dated, and she loved it when I asked him to be the best man at our wedding. I admire them more than any other two people in the world, and they've developed a strong attraction for each other. The romance started when Gina drank too much at a party and started kissing Dick, but when I told her I enjoyed watching them, they became increasingly sexual in front of me while they were dancing at parties. It excited me, so I encouraged Gina to go further. I even asked her to take Dick out to our car for awhile at the parties. That excited me even more when she told me what they had done, and he told her to ask me if he could fuck her. I told Gina two weeks ago that he could. I enjoyed listening on the phone the first time he fucked her and watching the next day as he fucked her on my couch right in front of me. I probably enjoyed it as much as Gina and Dick enjoyed it, and Dick asked if he could fuck her again tonight. I gave her the ankle bracelet so they both know I approve - sort of a wedding gift. I'm enjoying watching them together and I'll enjoy it even more later. I gave my bride to my best friend so he would be the first to fuck her on our wedding night." I looked him in the eye while I spoke, and he averted his eyes after he heard it excited me when they got sexual on the dance floor in front of me. I kept rambling to the end, despite his embarrassment. Hell, he asked. He kind of shuffled his feet and I thought for a second that he might reply, but he finally just lightly slapped me on the shoulder and walked away. I saw Don smiling, and then I smiled when I heard his signature deep bass chuckle. I would recognize it anywhere.

I was quite aware that nobody I talked to, outside of my friends, was interested in my ideas or opinions. They only wanted to meet the man in the groom's tuxedo who would let his bride in her scandalous bridal gown behave as the wife of another man in front of his eyes - especially one as drop-dead gorgeous as Gina. Most wouldn't meet my eyes, but I could "feel the eyes" on me when I wasn't looking. I was getting used to it and it wasn't so bad. It wouldn't be something I'd ever learn to enjoy like Gina, but I was already close to being able to ignore it.

They could see I was a lot bigger than Dick, and I've been told I look the part of the ex-marine that I am, so I'm sure they were baffled. Partly I'm sure it was feeling sorry for me, partly wondering how I could let it go on. You don't often see a stunningly beautiful young bride ignore her new husband in public, especially one hanging all over his handsome best friend.

Most of them were not bashful about looking at my wife, whether in our group or away from it. It was easy to see why. Her wedding dress was a smashing success. It was covered with beads crocheted into detailed patterns atop white gauze. We'd been told that beads covered over 85% of the gown, but the part that wasn't covered was the vital part. There's an old saying about statistics being like bikinis: what they reveal is interesting, but what they conceal is vital. Gina's gown teasingly revealed 15% of both the interesting and the vital parts of her 35C-21-34 statistics through the thin gauze, which was thin enough to detect color differences and shadows underneath it even from the outdoor pool lighting. In the family room where the lighting was good, it was nearly obscene. The loci of her areolae and nipples were evident by the color difference, but the erect bumps would have given them away anyway. The dress would have been revealing due to its brevity even if it didn't transmit so much information about what was underneath it. It was a long gown with a front slit that ended a few inches below her cunt, and the top was cut so low that there was very little cloth between her bare skin and her areolae. It was difficult finding a wedding gown this revealing, and during the ceremony the white slip underneath was the only thing that made it marginally acceptable in public. Without the slip, light was transmitted easily between her legs, and even without the enticing center slit it was easy to see the silhouette of her hairless cunt.

I'd never seen her look more radiant - or sexy. She's 5'4", 105 lbs., has extremely light blonde hair, very striking emerald green eyes, a beautiful face, and a great smile. It's easy to see the lust in male eyes when I'm with her and she always exudes sex appeal. Her eighteen-year-old firm body always attracts male eyes, but not with the undivided attention I saw in them tonight. She practically glowed from joy and excitement.

Tonight was special for a number of reasons. First, she'd been on the orgasm precipice even before we got to the party and Dick's foreplay kept her poised there all night. Second, she was on display for many male eyes and that always made her hot. Then she'd been drinking and that always focuses her attention on sex. Add to that it was her wedding night, a night traditionally dedicated to sex. And finally, the man who fucked her better than any of her previous lovers - including me - was going to fuck her in front of everybody. It was truly a cosmic convergence of arousal buttons for my bride.

Her eyes and her laughter sparkled and her nipples stayed hard, mainly because of the number of eyes focused on them in every social group they visited. Gina's ultimate aphrodisiac is seeing male eyes mentally undressing her while they focus on her as a sex object. I knew her cunt was dripping although it was hidden; and I guess whether it was hidden would depend on your definition - for instance, as Allen noted, her dress could not have hidden the shade difference between skin and pubic hair. Lustful eyes would have been enough, but Gina rubbed her nipples on Dick's arm whenever she held it, which was most of the time. I also noticed how often she clenched her buttocks, and I knew she was trying to stimulate herself without being able to touch.

As the evening wore on, the passion between my best friend and my bride became more obvious. Gina was underage, but nobody cared, and the alcohol loosened her inhibitions. They held hands, she hung on his arm, they kissed, they hugged, and they touched each other more - both familiarly and sexually. Since others were also drinking, their eyes became bolder, and the stares Gina's body attracted became more obvious, lasted longer, and induced more erections. She loved the attention from the eyes and the bulges in the pants, and her smiles were often directed at the boldest men.

They danced several times, although not nearly as much as at the last three parties and the passion that I now expected when they danced was certainly present. They kissed like lovers, they ground, bumped and humped like lovers, and they touched and fondled to arouse like lovers. I was dancing with Bob's girl Becky when I saw Dick's whisper cause Gina to back up about a foot. I turned Bob's girl and we both watched him openly slip her right shoulder strap down to the bend in her elbow, then pull her to him so her bare tit was pressed against his chest. Dick slipped his hand between them to feel my bride's naked tit while they danced.

I knew he was feeling her up partially for my benefit, and Becky did too. She giggled a little when I pulled back - I didn't want to do anything sexual with any girl except Gina, but I was sure hard dancing with Becky and she felt it against her very briefly. Becky understood I was hard because of Gina and Dick, so she danced without touching it any more, although she smiled and seemed to enjoy my condition.

Aside from us, there was not much of an audience for Dick and Gina on the dance floor. The other couples dancing were often doing similar things and it wasn't a party where the main activity was dancing. Most of the people were in other rooms. Even if there had been people in the room, it would have been difficult to see. The only light was from overhead lights way down the hall, so the dance area was nearly dark. The dimly lit room encouraged adventurous hands, and most of the dancers indulged, although none were as flagrant in their exhibitionism as Dick and Gina.

The covert foreplay was finally, finally over a little before 1:30 AM. Many of the people were still there, but those with babysitters and, more importantly, uptight attitudes were gone. It looked to me like about half the original partygoers had disappeared. Dick sat on one of the easy chairs in the family room and Gina was seated sideways on his legs flirting with two single guys standing next to them. Don and I were in the kitchen when Allen caught Dick's eye and nodded. Dick whispered to Gina and she immediately stood, hiked up her gown so she could straddle his legs with her back to him, and sat down in his lap. His second whisper induced her to raise her legs and hook her knees over the armrests. His hands pushing up on her ass induced her to lift it up far enough so he could pull her hemline to her waist. I was mesmerized at the sight of my bride's wet, widespread twat on display in the well-lit room. I saw Don pull his camera out of his coat pocket.

Dick moved his hand to Gina's very wet cunt and slipped a finger inside. She gasped and spread even further while he looked directly at me and raised his eyebrows in a way I knew was a question whether he should continue. I smiled and nodded. He pushed another finger in and gently moved his thumb over her clit as he slowly finger fucked my bride's beautiful shaved twat. I heard the shutter clicks from Don's camera, the sighs, pants and whimpers from Gina, and the murmur spreading through the room. Conversations stopped and Gina's exposed cunt soon became the focal point for the party. The pool area was quickly emptying as the family room filled. Gina had been ready to come for hours - she was almost there when I fingered her in the car - and Dick kept her on the edge all night. The clicks from Don's camera brought the thought: "These will be the only wedding pictures I'll want to look at again and again". Her climb toward orgasm was meteoric. Her moans and her movements exuded arousal, and I could see and hear how close she was. Again.
Dick whispered in her ear, and Gina found my eyes. I could see her question, and I smiled and puckered a kiss her way. She sent one back before I saw her answer yes to Dick. Without knowing the exact words he uttered, I knew she had just agreed to let him fuck her in front of everybody at the party, most of them strangers. My hard-on was so sensitive I knew I would have to avoid moving too much to keep from coming.

Her groan of disappointment accompanied the removal of his fingers. He helped her up, then took her hand to lead her through the crowd into the dance area. As they passed me, I grabbed her hand to stop them for a second. I pulled her bridal veil from my coat pocket and placed it back on her head to cover her face by the fine white gauze. My bride looked exactly as she'd looked walking down the aisle on the arm of her father with one beautiful exception: there was nothing under her gown except gorgeous skin.

"Don't forget to carry her over the threshold Dick. You're taking her into the room where her marriage will be consummated." I pushed Don toward the dance floor so he would be ready to take a picture.

Dick bent to grab my bride's legs below her knees, lifted her light body up, then carried her down the hall. Don's flash captured the wedding tradition as he carried her onto the dance floor, nee living room. We all followed and the dimly lit dance floor was suddenly filled with observers. I'm sure the few couples dancing wondered what the hell was happening when the entire party suddenly swarmed around them. Dick put down my bride and smiled at her before he pulled her close.

Within thirty seconds, they were teasing us. Dick kept time, but barely moved his feet as they "danced" to Moon River. He nibbled her ear while he whispered with the foreplay she loved. He kissed her neck and grabbed her ass to pull her tight against him. She rubbed her cunt on his cock, laid her head on his shoulder and succumbed to the feeling of arousal that had been her constant companion since we were in the car more than four hours earlier.

They "danced" to Red Sails in the Sunset and Misty before the Joker, a faster song, came on. Don didn't take another picture during this time - it was too dark. Dick whispered in her ear and stepped back. He barely moved as he, along with every other eye in the room, watched my wife. The other couples that were dry-fuck dancing when Gina and Dick started all stopped to watch Gina too. She held her arms straight up above her head and moved sensuously in a serpentine wriggle. He made her spin slowly so we could all see, and her veil made her look even more like the bride she was. Despite the dim lighting, I could see that the cut on her dress was well above the level of the slit in her cunt. The dark shadow hid her bald pussy, but nothing else did.

As she slinked up close to slide her body up and down his, Dick reached behind and unzipped her dress. She still wore her veil and in the dim light her face was full of shadows. I knew she could easily see out through the light mesh - much more easily than we could see in. Dick whispered and gently pushed her away. As she slowly spun and danced, her back was exposed down to her ass crack. We should have been seeing her better, but the dim lighting was frustrating. I wanted everybody to see exactly how beautiful my bride was. I spoke softly to Don.

"Take a picture."

He whispered, "It's too dark."

"Use the flash."

He waited until she was facing us before the flash discharged. I could see her smile at the camera through the veil. She faced us until Don's flash blinded us again, then turned smoothly and sensuously away to continue her dance. My eyes focused on her cunt when the second flash discharged and the slit in her gown was high enough to see how wet she was. The way she was dancing, with her arms straight above her head, would have exposed her cunt completely if the room was lit.

When the song was over, she put her arms around Dick and ground on him until Walk This Way began. It was another fast song, but she didn't start dancing immediately. I watched him whisper as he lifted her veil and then watched him kiss her with the passion of two teenagers in the back seat. He lowered the right strap and she lifted her arm out to uncover her gorgeous right tit. The same procedure on her left side turned her wedding gown into a white beaded skirt. He stepped back and she danced facing him, with her arms still above her head. Their eyes were locked in passion while she swiveled and swayed but I finally read his lips, "Let them see." She spun slowly, moving her hips and her tits sensuously and suggestively. The gown slipped lower on her abdomen with each bump of her hips and I wondered if it was going to drop off without any assistance.

The circle of people around her almost imperceptibly shrunk, and she was no more than five feet from many of them. I pushed Don between two men, and he figured I wanted another picture. She looked him in the eye as he aimed the camera, and she stopped to thrust her naked tits at him. When the flash discharged, her eyes were as alive as I had ever seen them. She searched for the eyes of her admirers, and I smiled at her when she looked at me. Her eyes flashed as she smiled back and puckered a kiss my way, then turned back to Dick as the song ended.

I looked around and noticed the wall switch that I thought would turn on the recessed ceiling lights. I backed up to it and realized she would have to pass through several guys to reach me when she brought her gown to me. Who'll Stop the Rain's slow beat softly filled the room and again Dick pulled her to him to "dance" against him topless. He danced with his right hand squeezing her ass. Gentle maneuvering turned her slightly sideways so we could see him caressing her nipples and squeezing her naked tits. We could dimly see her entire naked torso from shoulder to waist. She kept both hands around his neck and let him do whatever he wanted with her body.

The camera flashed twice, and I knew it would even further stimulate her nasty imagination. Dick's hands, Don's camera, and an intent audience had her soaring. Her breathing was labored and punctuated by frequent submissive sighs and moans, and her nipples were so sensitive she reflexively jerked and whimpered with pleasure when Dick hit exactly the right spot.

His mouth was either at her ear whispering or at her mouth kissing passionately for the entire song. She watched the eyes of her voyeuristic audience watch her as he gradually turned her so we all saw what he was doing to her. Even the women were entranced. We all knew we were witnessing a public seduction with everything: romance, beauty, exhibitionism, lust, and an ensnaring twist - a newlywed bride, with her husband in the audience, was going to commit public adultery with the best man on their wedding night. I saw whispering as the message was passed around the room, and many glances came my way, especially from those people I didn't know.

Since I'd already witnessed the passion, the pleasure, the intensity, and the love when my best friend fucked my fiancée, I knew everybody was going to witness a memorable event. My constant throbbing placed me in permanent danger of spontaneous eruption.

Like a Bridge over Troubled Water brought further escalation. Dick moved his mouth from Gina's ear to her neck to her tits. He separated from her to bend over to put his lips on her tits, so her entire upper body became visible to everybody all the time. We watched him lick, suck, kiss, squeeze, nibble, bite, and diddle with his tongue on one tit while his fingers played a similar tune on the other one. Her head fell back and her eyes closed. The pleasure was obvious from her body's response, but also from her moans and her facial expressions. We watched her immerse her feeling into her tits.

Even Don must have been entranced, because the flash didn't go off. Finally, Dick stood and again locked eyes with my bride as he slid the gown off. Her eyes never left his as he slipped it down her legs. She let him remove it, but as she stepped out of it and he stood up she took her wedding dress from him. She leaned in to whisper in his ear and he looked to find me, then smiled at her.

Gina turned with her dress held carefully in her arms. She started toward me but the circle was so tight she could barely move. Don said, 'Let her through, guys', but they only separated enough for her to squeeze through by dragging her tits across the chest of a fortunate onlooker. She held her dress away from her body and walked toward me slowly, oozing sex with every step. She strutted in her thigh highs and high heels, and I knew the swing in her ass was exaggerated for effect. It sure worked for me, and she even caught the slow beat of Paul Simon's music as she walked. Her firm tits jiggled from the jar of each step and they gently swung back and forth sideways from her sensuous sway.

The idea that my new bride was naked in a packed room, all of them fully clothed and some of them my best friends, again nearly sent me over the edge. As she approached, her sweet aroma made it even more difficult to maintain control of my throbbing cock. When she got to me she handed me her dress, then got up on her toes to whisper in my ear.

"Thanks honey. I love this."

I openly probed with my finger along her slippery cunt, then pushed it inside. She whimpered and spread her legs as I gently fingered her. I flipped the wall switch with the hand holding her dress. The room was flooded with light, and I knew it would take a while for eyes to dilate. I kissed her while I temporarily continued to finger fuck her. Her response let me know she was more than willing to have her first orgasm of the night while riding my fingers. She was again on the verge when I removed my hand, and her agony came out as a groan. I kissed her passionately while I tweaked her nipples and let her ride my thigh with her steaming quim. Finally, I took her shoulders in my hands and held her loving gaze. She looked so beautiful still in her bridal veil.

"Enjoy yourself, my beautiful bride." She was not only naked, she was now fully illuminated as I turned her and pushed her gently toward Dick.

I caught his eye. "Take her to the moon, Dick."

He nodded at me, then turned his eyes on my gorgeous wife. She walked back with an even more pronounced and sensuous strut. As I watched from behind her, I could see the wetness around her cunt that was providing the savory aroma and I could feel the wetness on my own thigh before I saw the huge wet spot on my pants she'd left from rubbing on it.

I saw Don raise his camera and shoot without the flash, and I gave him a quick "thumbs up". When she approached Dick, it was an even tighter squeeze to get back inside the circle, and several hands roamed freely as she slipped through and back into Dick's arms. I followed her and was surprised when the circle opened and they made room for me in the front row surrounding Dick and Gina.

Every eye in the room was on her body, and all the signs of female arousal were clear to everyone. She was breathing at an elevated rate and a light sheen of sweat covered her body, as if she'd been exercising. Her entire body was flushed and reddened, and her areolae and nipples were swollen and stiff. Her aroma wafted pheromones to horny males and her cunt was flooded with the liquid exuding the scent of a female in heat. I knew she loved letting everybody see her as a fully sexual person; and the complete baring of her soul, down to its most primal state, was one of the reasons I loved her so much.

Dick kissed her passionately for a few seconds, then somewhat surprisingly started dancing again. Her arms were around his neck and his hands again found her ass. I'd seen this before, several times, and I'd even seen it when she was naked next to his car, but this was the best. I was very close, the lighting was great, and I knew it wasn't the end of the night. I swear I was within a nanotouch of orgasm at least 20 times before they were finished, and this was one of those times. She spread her legs a couple of feet and rotated her hips so she could dance with her cunt pressing against his pants-covered erect cock. She pressed hard as she moved up and down against it, her clit rubbing against the comparatively rough fabric of his pants. His hands on her ass assisted by pulling her cunt tight against him. Her sighs and whimpers were easily audible above the music to every person in the room, and I was obviously familiar enough with her sounds to know she was within an eyelash of her first orgasm when Dick pulled back. Again. The frustration in her wail tore at my heart.

I looked at Dick's khaki pants and they were even more soaked than mine were. The contrast between wet and dry was a sharp dark versus light line. The spot on his pants covered the entire zipper from top to bottom and at least two inches to each side of it. His bulge was clear and the wet spot seemed to magnify its length.

His lips constantly moved, talking to her, whispering to her while he dry fucked her. Dry fucked? I smiled to myself at the misnomer as I looked at the wet spot on his pants and felt the wet spot on my own. I could hear the sound of his whispers but the only words I could decipher were 'cunt', 'twat', 'cock' and 'fuck', which were clear to everybody. Due to the now well-lit room we could all see every inch of her beautiful body, and Don's camera was snapping at the rate of a couple of pictures per song. I thought, "I hope he doesn't run out of film."

Dick grabbed her arms and gently spun her so he was dancing against her back. He placed his leg between hers from the back and forced her to move her feet at least two feet apart. Quivering and rubbery legs barely supported her body, which was flushed to an aroused pink with a glorious sheen of sweat. The blush on her swollen areolae matched her rigid nipples, and her firm tits heaved from her heavy breathing. And her pussy - my god it was magnetic. Her mons and vulva were so puffed up they appeared spongy, her labia were open like petals glistened with dew, and her clitoris was visibly erect and almost red from the blood flow inside it. We could see her pussy juice in and around every part of her perfect cunt, and it flowed so freely down her thighs I was sure everybody could smell it. I know I could, and her smell kept another of my senses alert to her arousal; and as nature dictates, her arousal activated my own. God, I was hard.

Dick kept whispering the entire time as he moved his hands fleetingly over her tits to her cunt and back. She again raised her hands above her head so her entire body was exposed to all, and he gradually spun them while he maintained his position behind. There hadn't been a sound in the room, with the exception of the muted music and Gina's aroused moans, for a long time. The audience was hypnotized by a performance all of them knew but that few, if any, had ever seen in such a public place.

Dick's fingers worked their magic on Gina's body. He was not monotone in his touch, and he varied the pressure, location, duration, speed, angle, depth, and number of fingers based on her response. He moved his fingers directly from her cunt to her mouth at least twice, and her passionate moan revealed that she loved the taste of her own pussy juice as much as I do. Her lips and tongue sucked her juices while she bobbed her head along his fingers. I was sure nobody could miss the symbolism as his fingers sawed into her cunt with one hand and into her mouth with the other.

Dick also used his hands to pull Gina tight against his cock. Sometimes he would stop manipulating her cunt for a few seconds to pull her abdomen with his hand so his cock was pressed tightly in the crack of her ass. Other times, he would slightly push on her back so she would bend forward, then use both his hands on her hip bones. His clothes were the only preventive to a classic standing dog fuck as he symbolically rocked her back and forth against his cock.

When he lifted Gina's left leg so she balanced on one high heel, he held her elevated calf near her ear. God, Gina is limber. Her gymnastics and cheerleading experience enabled Dick to raise her leg so high that her cunt was exposed in a vertical full-split position, and he turned her like she was a statue on display. Her shoe on the floor didn't move except to act as the center of rotation. Her cunt couldn't have been as exposed in any other position, and Gina's eyes reflected her extreme arousal to any man who looked into them. She glanced from the eyes of one man to another, but they were almost all focused intently on her cunt, exactly as she desired.

His right hand continued to stimulate her while his left hand held up her leg and played with her anklet, the ornament decrying his temporary ownership of my wife. I watched him gently stroke the etched letters as if he was reading his name in Braille.


Somehow, through all his extremely effective and highly visible manipulations, he kept time to the music, regardless of tempo. His feet didn't move much distance, but when they did it was to the beat. His arm and finger motions were also rhythmic, and I remember thinking to myself that she wasn't his dance partner as much as his musical instrument. Especially during this time as he held one leg elevated, it was like he was strumming, bowing, stroking his bass fiddle, and his coordinated rhythm was particularly obvious. Through it all, he kept a slow but steady rotation so all of us would be able to see what he was doing to her from every angle. After two full rotations with her left leg held high, Dick lowered my bride's left foot back to the ground. Her legs trembled from the prolonged stretch he'd forced on them, but also from the overwhelming excitement the blatant exposure brought her.

While his hands and feet moved, so did his lips. I heard the unintelligible sounds of his whispers, and I knew his words were as arousing to her as his hands. Dick spoke the four letter words clearly so everybody in the room knew he was whispering about sex. Because Gina loved his sex talk and I loved to hear about what they had done together, I knew what he was saying. Dick was telling her what he was doing, why she would like it, how many hard cocks he could see, how beautiful she was, what a slut she was, how wet her cunt was, who was watching him finger fuck her cunt, how hard his cock was, how my eyes disclosed how much I loved watching them, and a hundred other things. Dick is a master at verbal foreplay and my wife surrendered totally to his mastery. He used his lips in the short pauses between whispers to nibble her earlobes and caress her beautiful neck.

As he whispered, we could gradually hear Gina's vocalization transform from unintelligible moans and whimpers to the words she always spoke when I fucked her. At first it was 'Oh god' and 'Mmmm Dick' and 'I love it', but Dick must have told her to verbalize what he was doing to her. The pauses between phrases increased in direct proportion to her arousal but there were always soft whimpers, sighs, and moans between her words.

"Ooohhhh god Dick ... uh-huh ... oooohh yes ... mmmm ... I love this ... ooohhh ... uh-huh ... it feels so good."

I heard him whisper again.

"Ooohh yes ... your finger ... mmmm ... it's in my ... aahh ... oohh god ... yesss ... it's in my pussy."

He whispered again.

"Ooohh god ... uh-huh ... I love your finger in my ... aahhh ... my cunt ... mmmm they're all watching you finger ... mmmm ... my cunt ... ooohhh god ... uh-huh ... I love it." The first time she said cunt it was very breathy, almost a loud whisper, but the second time was with throaty emphasis. She wanted her cunt to be the center of the universe for every person present.
Gina and Dick caught the eyes of people they knew or had just met and let them into their private world of arousal, a world we all knew in varying degrees. Those of us watching were pulled in, and the performers and audience became one. We were witness to their pleasure, but we were also participants in a way. Whispers induced Gina to smile at a specific man while Dick touched and squeezed and prodded so her target man could see everything. The personalized intentional exposure drew each man further into their performance; and when her eyes glazed but remained on those of an obviously aroused man as she confessed her pleasure, the lust was palpably intense from him as well.

"Ooohhh god ... mmmm ... ooohh yes ... I'm almost there ... uh-huh ... finger fuck me ... aahhh ... finger my cunt ... oooohhh faster ... I love this ... ooohh I'm coming ... ooohhh god yes ... uh-huh ... ooohhh god yes ... aaahhh yessss ... yesssss."

Dick held her body as she convulsed through her first orgasm of the night, the one she'd been so close to so many times in the last four hours. It was so extreme that I almost went with her, and I'm sure every voyeuristic eye was jealous of the intensity of the pleasure wracking her body. Her "oooohhhh's" and "yessss's" continued to pour loudly from her mouth for at least a minute, and even in the most intense portion of her orgasm she continued to gaze into the eyes of the nearest man. Exhibiting her raw sexuality to horny men clearly excited her. Dick gently caressed her and he continued to whisper while she came.

After the twitching and rhythmic convulsions finally subsided, she turned to passionately kiss and hug his neck. When her exuberance waned, he whispered and stepped back. She went to work on his shirt buttons with vigor, then stripped it off. There was no deceleration as she dropped to her knees to take off his shoes, socks, pants and finally underwear. I heard gasps of pleasure from at least two of the watching women when Dick's cock finally bounced free, and I'll have to admit it is impressive. Most men would trade for his cock in a second. It is long (over 8"), fat (7" circumference), gets rock-hard quickly and easily, stays hard, lasts a long time, cums powerfully with heavy loads, and can repeat three or four times a night. I looked at the eyes of several women near me and they were entranced. Its slight upward curve made about a forty-five degree angle from his flat abs and it was slightly bouncing to match his pulse. A drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip.

There were now two fully aroused naked people in the room - my two favorite people in the world - and I couldn't imagine how anybody watching would not also be fully aroused. Perhaps the only difference between Dick, Gina and the rest of us was just the clothing. I know I couldn't have been any closer to an orgasm than I was. I caught Dick's eye and he grinned, knowing how much I was enjoying watching my best friend with my bride. I grinned back, knowing how much he was enjoying performing with my new wife. Both possessed a strong exhibitionistic streak, and this was exhibitionism stripped to its core.

Gina, already on her knees, stroked his cock with her left hand, the one with her wedding rings, as she repeatedly licked along and around his thick shaft from the tight scrotum to the purple head. His pre-cum continued to glisten until we all watched Gina use her tongue to lick it off. She worshipped his cock with her mouth, and we could all see the indentation in her cheeks as she sucked. She descended further with each bob, and it wasn't until her nose was planted in his pubic hair that she looked for me. His cock was down her throat, well past her gag mechanism, so she couldn't turn her head when her eyes began searching for mine. Her lips were near the helmet before she finally located my eyes with hers. I stood within four or five feet of them, and she relocated my eyes at the top end of each oscillatory cycle. She pulled with her hands on his ass to force his long cock down her throat until it vanished on each inward stroke, then nibbled and sucked with force on each outward stroke. The imposing length she swallowed each time was stunning, and Dick's thrusting pelvis and audible gasps quickly indicated impending orgasm.

My negative headshake was unmistakable when she questioned with her eyes. She understood that I wanted to watch Dick fuck her, so she slowly withdrew from his cock and stood. As she rose our eyes remained locked. She looked down and I didn't miss the symbolism when she used the ridge of her wedding band to softly rub the ridge on the head of his pulsating cock. There were at least fifteen seconds when her rings and his cock were the only things touching, and both Dick and Gina were focused on that contact. I wondered how many other people grasped the meaning. Don must have because he took a photo.

Dick finally removed her hand and they began to dance again. This time, there was a huge difference. His erection, always before flattened against his abdomen for Gina to grind on, was between her legs. It bent upward when he stood, so when it slipped between her legs it exerted a spring force trying to lift her. When she stood straight up in her high heels and he stood straight up barefoot, as they were now, his cock made contact all the way from the crack of her ass to her pubic bone. The purple head stuck out a couple of inches past her ass, but between the new drop of reflective pre-cum at the tip and the pubic hair flattened against her fleshy mons at the base, his throbbing cock contacted her asshole, her spread vaginal lips, and her clitoris.

She varied the contact now, and Dick was the passive recipient of her caresses. She closed her legs to squeeze his cock, she slid back and forth along it, and she varied the angle, the pressure, the duration, and the speed, just as Dick varied them with her. The major difference was that Dick had been using his hands to caress Gina's cunt, so his pleasure was secondary to hers, whereas Gina was using her cunt to caress Dick's cock. The caressing cunt was getting as much pleasure as the cock being caressed.

Almost suddenly Dick pulled back and turned Gina so she faced away from him. He needed to push his cock down to start it between her legs before he thrust forward. I thought he was going to fuck her right then, but his cock never entered her fuck channel. It emerged from between her legs, almost as if she had grown her own cock. She spread her legs, and the butterfly lips of her cunt surrounded his cock as he gently rocked back and forth. The pronounced ridge around the helmet stroked her clit with each rhythmic stab and his cock glistened with the combination of his pre-cum and her slippery pussy juice. I looked into her eyes and saw the bliss as she watched me.

She reached down with her left hand and wrapped it around his cock. His motion stopped so he could fully enjoy her hand, and from the way they were positioned it appeared as if she was stroking her own cock, masturbating herself. I heard Dick's first involuntary grunt and looked at his face. It was scrunched up and his eyes were closed concentrating on the pleasure. I was worried he was going to come before he fucked my wife, but I should have known better. She stopped all motion of her hand but continued to hold his cock. His abdomen was pressed tightly against her ass and he was locked into position, unable to move. She must have stopped everything for at least thirty seconds, until he calmed down, before she moved her hand. Her eyes remained glued to mine as she clasped just the helmet from the end. I looked down to see the brilliant reflections off her engagement diamond while she slid her cunt along his motionless cock. The fingers of her right hand framed her clit as she ground and humped, and because she could pull up on his cock from the front with her left hand, she was able to sink down to increase the pressure.

Dick wasn't whispering so Gina's admissions of pleasure were all from her own Id. Her moans reflected her escalating arousal and intensified mine. I fought with every ounce of self-control in my being to keep from coming, and when I noticed Dick's eyes on me it didn't help. He raised his eyebrows in a questioning way and I nodded my approval for him to continue.

He reached around to push her hand off his cock, then turned my wife to face him again. Their eyes were locked when we all heard his question.

"What do you want Gina?"

"Ooohhh god Dick ... please fuck me ... please fuck my cunt again."

He pulled her to him and lifted one of her legs before he whispered. She positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt while she kissed him. He plunged to bury his entire long cock on the first mighty thrust.

Her lips stopped kissing. "Ooohhh god ... ooohh I love your cock." There was a tone of relief in her words as well as undeniable pleasure. I watched him stroke slowly, pulling out until just the head was inside before his cock reentered with a slow glide.

"Fuck me Dick ... uh-huh ... fuck my married cunt." Her eyes had a defocused gaze but didn't shut and didn't stray from the eyes of the men watching. I watched Dick begin the dance of love with Gina again, this time with my bride rather than my fiancée and this time in front of an audience. The passion was intense, the pleasure each of them was receiving was overpowering, and the dance was varied. He kept time to the music with his strokes and even varied the stroke depth and force depending on the music. He turned routinely, so regardless of where we stood, we saw everything. The circle of onlookers was within touching distance all around them and I even forcefully squeezed one guy's neck from the back when he decided he needed his hands on Gina's ass. It was not audience participation in that way.

For a few minutes all I heard was the music, Gina's moans, and the squishing sounds of his cock fucking her cunt. I missed her words, so I was glad when Dick whispered in her ear to restart the interrogation.

"Ooohhh Dick ... ooohh yes ... I love being fucked like this." Her verbal admission only verified what we all knew. Dick continued to whisper and it was obvious that she was answering his questions.

"Yes I love it ... oohhh god they're all watching ... they're watching you fuck me."

"Oooohhh yes ... I love your cock in my cunt." Each of her answers was loud enough for everybody to hear, and with each answer Dick whispered another question.

"Mmmm yess ... you're the first man to fuck me since I got married this afternoon." This was the ultimate in honesty.

"No ... you're not my husband ... you were the best man."

"Uh-huh ... it's so deep ... your cock is in me further than anybody's before you." It was getting personal and I felt more than saw the many eyes look my way. Dick looked too, and I nodded for him to continue. I pride myself on honesty, and if they could bare their souls in front of so many people, I could at least let them be fully honest.

He took his mouth away from her ear to kiss her. They kissed as they fucked, and the passion in their kisses was almost as arousing as the intensity from their genitals. They were at exactly the correct height to fuck and kiss while "dancing", and it was amazing to me that Dick kept them gradually rotating so every person watching got to see every part of the coupling from every angle.

Dick varied the way he fucked my gorgeous bride according to the music. He sometimes moved slowly and smoothly with each full stroke, and his cock was so long that each full stroke was a deep, penetrating thrust. Gina gasped each time he bottomed out this way, and everybody watching knew he was reaching points inside her cunt that had never been reached except by his cock. Other times, he fucked with quicker, shorter jabs, often rotating his entire pelvis to a faster beat.

Gina's breath rate was nearly a constant pant, and it was independent of the music's tempo. They were both sweating, and the sheen made each of their bodies more attractive. Dick spent a considerable amount of time squeezing her tits as he fucked her, but even more time kissing her. The white bridal veil still on her head framed their kisses and drove home the fundamental impropriety of their union. As the passion in their kisses escalated, so did the forcefulness with which his cock penetrated her cunt. Her moans while they kissed became increasingly intense, and we could easily tell she was approaching another orgasm when Dick quit kissing to whisper again in her ear.

"Ooohhh Dick ... yes ... it feels wonderful." She moved her hands from his neck to his ass and pulled him tight to grind for a few seconds.

"Uh-huh ... you're fucking my married cunt soo well ... I love how you fuck me."

"Oooohh god yes ... fuck me hard ... make me come again." Her arms went under his and grasped his shoulders. Dick clasped one knee and brought it up so her thigh was parallel to the floor before he began to fuck with animal-like speed. She hung on and moaned with each plunging thrust as he pumped with long, forceful, high frequency strokes. We could see her clenching and rotating her widespread cunt and her body dropping lower to maximize the contact pressure on her clit until he finally brought her over the bridge.

"Ooohhh yes ... I'm coming again ... oohh Dick ... uh-huh ... ooohhh ... ooohhh yessss." Dick grabbed her ass and remained motionless as she writhed on his cock. Her orgasm was at least as intense and prolonged as her first - perhaps even longer than a full minute - and the tension in the room was thick. I almost lost it again and I could hear heavy breathing from everybody near me. Gina's entire body shook, clenched, and cramped so strongly that it almost appeared to be a seizure. Her vocal chords even quivered when her moans were interrupted by each powerful spasm.

I watched Dick begin again slowly and gradually with short, gentle, small rotations of his ass and gentle, loving kisses. It was at least a couple of minutes before he felt she was ready to intensify her feeling again, and he gradually built her arousal back with slow, short strokes and more passion in his kisses. The length, speed and force of his strokes all increased in direct proportion to her arousal, as did the tongue play and love in their kisses. I was amazed at how considerate he was toward Gina, and I understood why so many women fell for him. Her pleasure was his primary goal, and despite his rock-hard cock that had to be demanding release, he continued to focus on my bride's pleasure.

He was a maestro as he strummed and stroked to make beautiful music from her body. We watched, listened and lusted to the symphony of two incredibly good-looking people fucking for all of us, but of course more for me than for anyone. I loved watching everybody else see my best friend and my gorgeous wife fuck, and I can't ever remember a time when my erection was within a hair trigger of ejaculation for so long. It throbbed the entire time he fucked her.

It was probably five minutes or more before she was fully aroused again. As before, Dick quit kissing and whispered in her ear. She searched out my eyes and maintained contact while she answered.

"Ooohhh god ... ooohhh god ... okay I will ... I'm sorry honey but I've got to tell them ... Dick fucks me better than anybody ... he fucks me better than you do." She was right. I could see it. He did fuck her better than anybody, but now everybody in the room knew it as well. Dick and I already knew it, but it was not exactly something most people know about each other. I didn't know what "grade" any of my friends would get for their talent at fucking, but I was sure none of the guys in that room could fuck her as well as he could. Hell, I doubted whether any of them could fuck her as well as I could. I loved her with all my heart, and in my own way I loved Dick too. I already knew it in the back of my mind, but during this public fuck it became obvious that Dick was going to be an important part of our marriage for a long time. It was only a very short time before my knowledge became public. Dick's whisper forced another disclosure as again her eyes held mine.

"Ooohh god honey ... I love Dick too." She turned her eyes to Dick.

"I love you Dick." She sought out his lips and this time closed her eyes and kissed with passion as her orgasm overwhelmed her. It was more intense than those preceding it - more violent and longer, but the primary difference was the emotion. Hers was the orgasm of a woman in love, not just the orgasm from sexual release. She verbally professed her love for him, but the message was delivered more strongly by her actions. Her adoring eyes, passionate kisses, and prolonged arousal clarified her love even more powerfully. Although the words never came from Dick, his body language spoke more eloquently than any words could. He was in love with my bride. This opened our lives even more for public exposure. It was more than a fuck; it was a love affair - my very young newlywed bride confessing her love for another man. I'm sure most people thought our marriage was over on the very day it started.

He held her tightly, quietly as her sensitive pussy calmed from the torrid climax. He was ready to pop but remained as motionless as he could until her desire returned. Gentle rocking indicated she was ready to begin and as she warmed her raw sexuality returned. Her eyes again sought the eyes of men fascinated by her body, and Dick sensed her need to show off. He turned her and fucked her doggy style, and both his hands went to work again. Gina's eyes eagerly found the lust in the male eyes focused on her cunt, and she maneuvered to provide the best view as it was being openly penetrated by Dick's long cock. She bent over and held her own ankles as he rocked her entire body back and forth on his motionless cock. After rocking her for a minute or so, he stopped moving her hips but still attained the same depth and frequency by pumping his pelvis. Her eyes held mine as he forcefully pumped until she appeared to remember her ankle bracelet. Her eyes focused on it as she ran her fingers over the etched letters, caressing them as if they could feel her touch.

His technique was varied enough to fix the eyes and shut the mouths of an entire roomful of people for a long time. It was almost hypnotic, and the tension kept building as Gina climbed from one orgasm to another, each successive one seemingly more pleasurable. As she spiraled toward her fourth, Dick whispered and she looked up from the anklet to again find my eyes.

"Ooohhh god yes ... he has the best cock honey ... he fills me more than anybody ever has ... oooohh god I love his cock." I didn't say anything out loud but I mouthed the words "I know" as I smiled at her. Her eyes dropped to my pulsing cock and she smiled back. Dick was still fucking her from the rear so he saw and heard our exchange right in front of him. He caught my eye and grinned despite his intense arousal, then whispered again to Gina. She stared at me again.

"It says Dick's ... my ankle bracelet says Dick's ... I'm his when I wear it ... my cunt belongs to Dick ... ooohh I love it." Her eyes never left mine. He whispered again.

"My new husband, my groom ... oohh god that feels good ... he gave it to me tonight ... as a wedding present." Another whisper.

"Uh-huh ... it is honey ... Dick's making this the best fuck ever ... ooohh god ... his cock feels so good." He plowed with strength and smoothness and I noticed, for the first time in a long time, that his strokes still kept time to the music. My mind had been ignoring the music, but I assumed he had been somehow conscious of the music since the last time I noticed how rhythmic he was. Talk about multi-tasking. I heard the soft sounds of his whisper.
"You said my cunt belonged to Dick tonight honey ... he wants to know if he can fuck me all night long - like last time. He wants to take me home with him." There was a big difference. Tonight was my wedding night. There was no doubt she wanted to spend her wedding night with the best man at our wedding. I thought, "I fuck her every night ... don't I love her enough to give her what she wants?" I nodded affirmatively.

Her eyes stayed focused on mine but this time Dick didn't whisper instructions.

"I love wearing this anklet honey ... thank you ... I'm Dick's tonight and everybody knows it ... he really is the best man ... his cock's the best ... he fucks the best ... I'll do whatever he wants ... he can do anything he wants to me."

I nodded and mouthed, "I know" again. Dick continued his doggie style fuck and his motions were less smooth. He wasn't keeping time to the music anymore. Her moans indicated ratcheting arousal as well and it was obvious she was very near orgasm again. So was Dick. She continued to look at me while she spoke again, spoke as loudly as she had all night.

"Dick honey, Kirk said he would let you fuck me ... oohh god fuck me hard ... he said he'd let you fuck me whenever you asked ... promise me you'll ask him a lot."

Dick usually whispers, but I heard him this time. "I promise" was loud and clear.

It was her trigger. "Ooohh god ... I'm coming ... ooohh god yes ... oooohhh ... ooohh Dick I love you." It was the most powerful orgasm I have ever seen. The waves of pleasure coursed through her body and each one induced a massive shudder. The involuntary contractions and spasms in her ass were almost violent in intensity and I worried that she wasn't breathing. Her vocal chords quivered and the intensity of her sounds varied to match the spasms in her cunt. I noticed goose bumps all over her body despite the sweat on it. I didn't time it but I'm sure it was also the longest duration orgasm I've ever seen.

I finally looked at Dick's face and he was ready to unload too. He held on through her incredibly powerful orgasm. Literally held on because her knees buckled from the intensity of her climax, and he held her hips up from the rear to keep her from falling. He waited but his hips weren't nearly as motionless as they had been during her earlier orgasms. The drive to complete was taking over his brain, and when Gina's spasms ebbed she could tell he was about to come.

"Ooohhh Dick honey ... you're ready. Will you come all over me?"

"Uunngg Gina hurry. Get on your knees." No more whispering. Desperation.

She dropped and was able to complete one full stroke with her mouth before he exploded. He pushed her head back just before he let go, and the first contraction ejected a stream of semen so forcefully that most of it shot over her head, although it did deposit a long string on her bridal veil. At least ten contractions fired come on my bride. She held his cock with her left hand throughout his powerful orgasm, and the last two spurts dribbled over her wedding rings. The sight of his come on my bride's wedding rings almost impelled my semen to join his in the outside world.

Gina continued to grasp his cock with her left hand to lick the mixture of his come and her pussy juice from her fingers and his cock. As she suctioned, she massaged all the come she could locate into her skin. I saw Don still taking photos, and I mentally thanked him for his foresight - he did have enough film. I couldn't wait to see my wedding night pictures and the eroticism of her cum-coated wedding rings on his cock, the cock that just spewed jism all over my bride, was emotionally overpowering.

Gina's bridal veil was wet and stringy from the long strand of cum when she stood. Her thigh highs were wet well down her thighs from a mixture of her pussy juice and the come she rubbed in. Dick didn't retreat from the mixed juices in her mouth when she opened her mouth to kiss him, and their kiss was the catalyst for amazingly boisterous spontaneous applause. I clapped the hardest. We'd just witnessed a sex show that I knew would be one of the memorable nights in the lives of every person there. It was a once in a lifetime memory. Even if Gina and Dick fucked in front of everybody again, it would never be the same - we only have one wedding day.

Dick picked up his clothes and I took the veil from my bride's head to hold with her wedding dress. He led her toward the bathroom as I looked at my watch: it was 2:15. Over forty five minutes' worth of the most exciting time in my life, and I knew that Gina and Dick would agree. Don and I followed everybody back to the family room and waited in the kitchen as we watched people thank Allen and his beautiful young wife Peggy before leaving. Most of them looked at me and a few even smiled or waved on their way out.

I think they were all ready to fuck. Dick and Gina provided the ultimate aphrodisiac - there was romance and love for the women and there was raw naked lust and a young, gorgeous girl with a tremendous sexual appetite for the men. They appeared anxious to leave so they could find a private place and I believe the combined horniness was the major factor in ending the party. All the couples and all but a few guys had gone home when Allen and Peggy approached.

"Kirk, I'd like you to meet my wife Peggy." She smiled at me as a conspirator rather than with the condescending smirk I'd seen so often. She was beautiful - probably about 25, stacked, pretty face, hot dress.

"Hi Kirk. Thanks for letting your bride provide the entertainment - our party will be the hit of the year."

"Hello Peggy. Dick had a lot to do with it too, but I'm sure she will thank you for the opportunity - I know I've never seen her as hot. She obviously likes an audience."

"The feeling was mutual. I can't wait to get my Tiger upstairs - she really has him revved up. And me." She purred at me before she pulled Allen's head down to kiss him with passion.

Dick and Gina entered the still well lit family room while Allen and Peggy were still tongue swabbing each other. Their shower took longer than 30 minutes, so I suspected they did more than wash. Dick was dressed and Gina was nude except for her anklet and her high heels - she clearly loved the eyes and didn't want to cover up their focal points. I figured they must have cut her thigh highs off to get them out from under her locked ankle bracelet. She held Dick's arm to project that her wedding night with him wasn't over. She knows my word is an irreversible contract, and I'd confirmed that Dick could take her home just prior to her last orgasm. I guess she wanted to insure everybody else knew it too. I looked down at her shaved cunt as they walked toward me and it was still red, swollen, and wet. My bride was still turned on.

As they approached, I looked at Allen and Peggy. "Don't you think her shaved cunt is beautiful?"

"Yes." Allen's response was almost Pavlovian: immediate, clear, and induced by a potential reward. I wondered, "Is he salivating?" but immediately corrected myself. A Pavlovian response to her erotic display would occur much lower on the body; and if that was the case, my own response was Pavlovian. My hard-on was back as sensitive as ever, and when I glanced down I saw Allen tenting his pants as well.

Peggy didn't answer me, but she didn't appear upset with the question - in fact, her response may have been as Pavlovian as her husband's and mine. She was turned on. Her eyes were shining with excitement, her expression and general demeanor were agitated, and her heaving tits, erect nipples, quickened breath rate, and flushed skin provided clear evidence of arousal.

I smiled at Dick and Gina. "That was the most exciting thing I could have ever imagined. You were both wonderful."

I greeted Gina the same way I always did wherever we were - a tongue-fencing French kiss and a full body hug. She smelled fresh and her skin was soft and supple. Her eyes twinkled when she ground against my hard-on. I shook Dick's hand while I was still kissing Gina.

Don was still standing beside me, with Allen and Peggy on my other side. When I finished greeting my bride, I stepped back and she moved beside Dick to possessively reattach to his arm.

"I think you'll like the pictures Gina." Don bent to kiss her on the cheek, but she turned her head and passionately kissed his lips while throwing her arms around his neck. It was how she always greeted Dick and me, and apparently she wanted to now greet Don in the same way. She opened her mouth inviting a French kiss, but Don didn't open his. Don is one of the blackest African-American men I've ever seen and he's the engineering manager at work, therefore both Dick and I work directly for him. Those two things may have tempered his willingness, but I knew he was hot for my bride. I chuckled as his discomfort, much as he chuckled at mine earlier.

"Thank you Don. I'm really looking forward to seeing them." Her eyes held his gaze as she spoke and there was clearly invitation in them.

"Gina, I'm sure you remember Allen and Peggy. Peggy just thanked me for letting my bride provide the entertainment."

"Oohh Peggy, thank you, but Dick is the one you should thank. He made me ask Kirk for permission. Then he made me do it when I was afraid. He made me come so many times. I've never had as much fun at anything in my whole life. I'll never forget your party."

"You're very beautiful ... and, uh, what you did with Dick ... it was, uh, um, great." Allen was a successful, smart man, but he couldn't seem to get his thoughts in order when he talked to Gina or me. Peggy nodded in agreement with her husband.

"Thank you Allen. Thanks for letting Dick fuck me at your party. Did you enjoy watching us?" Gina, as usual, watched his eyes watch her as she spread her legs further. Allen and Peggy were both apparently tongue-tied, although they both managed an affirmative nod. Despite every other eye in the room focused 100% on her cunt, Gina only watched Allen's eyes.

"Mmmm, I love your eyes on my cunt ... you like looking at my shaved cunt, don't you Allen?" He gulped and nodded yes. She glanced down at his erection and smiled at him. My bride was teasing Allen right in front of his wife.

Gina looked thoughtfully at Peggy. "Peggy, would you let your husband dance with me?" The exact words weren't spoken, but we all knew what she was really asking: "Peggy, would you let your husband feel me up?" Gina ran both her hands up and down Allen's arm while looking at Peggy. I couldn't believe it when she pulled his arm toward her so his hand touched her cunt.

Peggy smiled and nodded. "One dance, then I'll have to ask everybody to leave. I have plans for him." She put her own hand on top of Allen's and pushed it hard against Gina's wet cunt. She moved her hand up and down on top of his until his hand mimicked hers. I watched his fuck finger slip through Gina's wet labia, and just as Allen's finger disappeared into my bride, Peggy removed her hand. I saw her rubbing her fingers together to feel the slippery wetness of Gina's cunt. She looked at Allen. "One dance, then clear them out fast Tiger. I'll be waiting upstairs." She emphasized the one.

As Peggy walked up the stairs, Allen escorted Gina to the dance area. None of us followed - I'm sure Gina would have loved more eyes, but if Allen wanted us to watch he could have danced in the family room for one dance.

"I think I'll leave. You will make sure Gina gets home in time tomorrow, won't you Dick? Our flight is at eight."

"You know I will. I'm taking you to the airport." Dick was as reliable as sunrise so I knew there wasn't a problem. "I need to come with you to your car though. Gina wants her purse."

I knew he wanted to talk, but this wasn't the time to settle anything. Gina needed to be there to hear it. We were about halfway to the car when I realized I still held her wedding gown and her bridal veil. I smiled at Dick, "Do you want to take this back up with you?" I lifted her dress.

"No. You know she loves being naked." He looked at me for a second before he spoke. "Kirk, Gina's a wonderful girl."

"I know."

"I made a promise to her tonight. Did you hear it?"

"Of course. We need to discuss it, but not now."

"I think I need to bow out then. It's already gone too far."

"You can't do that Dick. She loves you. You know that."

"My problem is that I feel the same way toward her."

"I know. We can both love her. You can't leave - it will devastate her - and I'm not going to leave. Can you share her with me?"

"I'm not sure."

"Can you share her with somebody else?"

"What do you mean?"

"Could you watch while somebody else fucked her?"

"I don't know."

"You'd better be able to. She needs more than one man. You know that don't you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do."

"Why don't you let Don fuck her tonight? He photographed everything and I owe him. She sometimes fantasizes about Don. You know the rumors about big black cocks - she wonders about Don's. You saw the way she tried to kiss him in there. Did you know a black man has never fucked her? Take her home and let Don fuck her."

"Doesn't she have a say? Shouldn't we ask her first?"

"No. It's her wedding night. Let's make it even more memorable. She loves letting me decide. She'll let anybody fuck her if we tell her to. Tell her you've decided to let Don fuck her. She'll love you even more."

"I'll see. I want to fuck her again."

"Maybe you can get Don to film it. Both Gina and I would love having more wedding night photographs."

"Yeah. I'm sure Don will do that."

"And Dick, if you decide to let him, will you call me when he's about to fuck her? You know I love it."

"Sure."

"And take more photos?"

He laughed. "Sure."

I gave him Gina's purse, then watched him head back toward Allen's house before I got in my crudely hand decorated jeep. The few people on the road looked strangely at me - I was alone at 3:00 AM driving a vehicle that said 'just married' all over it. As I drove home, I replayed the night in my mind. I looked at my bride's seat in the jeep to see her wedding gown and her bridal veil covered with Dick's come. The more I remembered, the harder my cock got, and when I pictured Dick's first hard thrust into my beautiful bride's cunt, I exploded in my pants. It was relief in two ways: first and foremost, because of the powerfully intense pleasure, so strong I pulled over while the excruciatingly sharp contractions engulfed me; but second, because I hadn't come in my pants at the party. It had been sweet torture to teeter on the edge of orgasm for so long, and I'm amazed I suppressed my natural urge to come until I got to the jeep. Although there was nobody to share my orgasm with, I felt as though I was sharing it with Gina. She was the one whose exposure and passion placed me so close to it for such a long time.

I was home, cleaned up, but still wired at 4:40 AM when the phone rang.

"Hi husband. Your new bride is at Dick and Don's apartment ... we're all naked." My cock began a meteoric rise to complete hardness. My fantasy picture began to form.

"It sounds like you're in a well."

"That's the speakerphone. We can all talk while our hands are free." Ahh. A major advantage of speakerphones.

"Where did that come from? Hi Don. Hi Dick." They responded in unison. This was the foremost advantage. Everybody could hear everybody.

"After last time, when you could only hear Gina, I thought you would like it." No wonder I liked him so much. He really was a thoughtful man.

"Thanks Dick. Gina, where are you?" I wanted to get a picture in my mind.

"I'm sitting on the couch with Don."

"The same couch Dick fucked you on?" I wanted to complete my image. Don brought his own couch when he moved in. Their apartment, the one Dick and I shared for three years, was only three floors up from where I sat. I could have easily gone up to watch, but I loved hearing rather than seeing Gina's first engagement adultery. She was about to have extramarital sex with her second man in the first twenty-four hours after our wedding.

"Ooohhh god yes. Dick fucked me on it again tonight ... I love this couch honey."

"I do too Gina. I'll never look at it without thinking of Dick fucking you on it."

"I'm right there with you Kirk. I always think of fucking your new wife whenever I sit on it."

"I'll bet you sit on it a lot."

"I never sit anywhere else." I laughed and I could hear Don's trademark chuckle.

"So are you just sitting naked on their couch watching TV Gina?" She laughed along with Don this time.

"Not exactly honey. My hands are wrapped around Don's cock ... sort of anyway. They don't reach all the way around."

"So the stories are true?"

"Well, it's longer than Dick's and fatter than yours ... and so black ... honey your wife loves being naked with Don's cock." Interesting. Naked with his cock.

"Don, how do you feel about my bride being naked with your cock? How does the rest of your body feel? Ignored?" His laugh radiated warmth.

"The rest of my body is more than willing to let my cock monopolize her attention, thank you." Gina giggled and Dick and I laughed out loud.

"His hands aren't wandering are they Gina?"

"No honey. They're staying right where they're supposed to be."

"And where is that my beautiful bride?"

"Oohhh god Don keep doing that ... pinch my nipple ... ooohh that's it finger fuck me." My mental image was rounding into shape nicely.

"So you like where his hands are?"

"Mmmm honey ... his finger is as long as some cocks I've had ... ooohhh god Don that feels so good."

"What's Dick doing?"

"He's taking pictures ... honey don't worry ... I told him you wanted my wedding rings ... ooohhh god Don ... in the pictures if I'm touching their cocks." Image complete. Cock throbbing.

"Did you tell him ... uuunnngg damn this is great ... about making it obvious they weren't married."

"Ooohh that feels good ... yes I told Don earlier tonight when he took pictures of Dick fucking me ... god it was soooo hot."

"So we'll have pictures of both times Dick fucked you on your wedding night."

"God yes ... but honey ... we're missing one ... he fucked me in the shower too."

"Uuunngg ... I wondered. What happened when Allen danced with you?"

"Ooohhh honey it was so hot ... oohh yes Don just like that ... he touched me everywhere."

"I saw Peggy push his finger inside your cunt even before you went to dance. Did you like his fingers in your cunt?"

"Ooohhh god ... I love the word cunt ... he's good ... ooohhh Don your fingers are so long ... he kisses great and he almost made me come in one dance ... I unzipped his pants and danced holding his cock."

"You didn't ruin it for his wife, did you?"

"No ... he didn't come and neither did I ... we were both close when he stopped."

"So he did dance only one dance with you?"

"God I almost begged him to finish me ... he said he needed to go upstairs to fuck Peggy so we stopped."

"I took over." I could tell Don's deep bass voice a mile away.

"I thought you might, Don. Did you enjoy dancing with my naked bride?"

"Very much. Dick wasn't back and I'm a chivalrous man." His deep chuckle made me smile. "She's already come on my finger once tonight."

"Ooohhh I liked being naked with them ... I came so hard when Don fingered my cunt ... oohh god ... just like he's doing right now ... I was playing with his huge cock when I came."

"So how is it playing with my brand new wife for the second time, Don?"

"Second time? We've been doing it every morning after you go to work."

I laughed. "Funny how you're always at work when I get there." Don is my manager and he works more hours than anybody.

"Yeah. Funny. He's my twin." I laughed again. "I bet you'll like these pictures Dick's taking."
"I'm taking care of you Kirk. You were my roommate for a long time."

I laughed. "Thanks. I appreciate it. But I think you're being fairly well taken care of by your ex-roommate's new bride."

"His current roommate is taking care ... ooohh god just like that ... uh-huh ... Don's taking care of me right now honey."

"Uunngg damn, I think we need an army to do it, Gina. Dick, Don and I will sacrifice ourselves first. Dick, are you still taking photos?"

"Yep. It's real hot right now."

"Honey, Dick said he was going to show everybody the photos ... everybody will see two single guys fucking your bride ... I need to make sure ... you told me nobody else could fuck me tonight except Dick, but Dick said Don could fuck me."

"Do you still have the ankle bracelet on?"

"Yes. It's locked on. I had to rip my thigh highs to get them off so I could take a shower."

"Your cunt belongs to him when you have it on. I guess he decided to loan your cunt to Don. If Dick says Don can fuck you, Don can fuck you." She didn't need to know Dick and I discussed it earlier.

"Ummm ... ooohhh thanks ... Don will be the second cock on my wedding night ... god I'm a slut. I just got married and my husband hasn't even fucked me yet. Single guys are fucking me on my wedding night ... oohhh Don your cock is so huge ... oohh faster ... ooohhh that's it ... rub my clit faster ... finger me hard."

"How big is it Don?" She was clearly fixated on its size, so I asked for her.

"Nobody ever asked man ... hell, I guess maybe four or five inches." It took me a few seconds to catch on. My laugh was more of a blast.

"Not your finger, asshole. Your cock." Gina and Dick both laughed too.

"Ohhh." His warm chuckle again. "It's over ten inches man. Your young bride is going to get more than ten inches up her sloppy cunt."

"Ooohhh honey ... it's beautiful ... so long and so thick ... so black ... but I don't think it will fit ... it's even fatter than yours and I can barely get yours in ... oohhh Don ... ooohhh that feels so good ... honey are you touching yourself?" I guess she was trying to form her own mental picture.

"I'm trying to hold back. My cock is ... uunngg god it's twitching ... if I touch it I'll come. I already did that once tonight in the jeep." I didn't want to come until Don was inside her.

"In the jeep?" She giggled. "Oohh you're my big old bear of a hair-trigger man. Were you still in your pants?"

"Yeah ... uunngg damn ... don't laugh. I was lucky to make it that far. I thought I was going to lose it in my pants at least twenty times while Dick was fucking you."

"Hold off honey ... I love your cock throbbing like that ... don't come yet." It was such exquisite torture. I loved it exactly as it was too, but I knew any little thing could set it off.

"Dick, my bride's best man, can you ... uunnngg shit ... take those pictures now?"

"Yes, we'll do it now. Do you want me to tell you what I'm photographing?" I knew he would be good at it, but I wanted Gina to tell me.

"No. Unless Gina has her mouth full, I would rather have her tell me." I was so much in love with her sex talk.

I heard Dick giving directions. "Don, you sit back on the couch. OK, now Gina you sit on him and kind of lay back on him so I can see everything. Good. Gina, you tell Kirk what's happening now." I already created an image, but when I can match her audio input with my image, it multiplies my arousal.

"Honey I'm laying ... god I'm exposed ... I'm on Don. He's sitting on my favorite fuck couch and I'm laying back on him ... my legs are sooo spread ... honey he's pinching my nipples." Gina was so much better at this than Dick would have been.

"It sounds like how Dick fucked you on our couch."

"Exactly ... oohh Don that sends tingles right to my cunt ... I loved your eyes on us honey."

"I could watch you fuck forever Gina ... uunngg damn that was so hot ... I've never seen you look so beautiful. Until this evening, that is."

"Okay. Enough already. That's too mushy for married people. Gina put your hands next to Don's while he feels your tits. I need to see all 20 fingers in this picture." Dick was directing exactly what I requested.

"Ooohh this is soo horny ... ooohh Don that feels so good ... pinch my nipples ... harder ... oohh that's it ... honey he doesn't have any rings and it's only my wedding rings."

"All hands by your cunt now. Don't cover it up but I want all your fingers in the picture again." Damn the speakerphone was a great idea. Dick was obviously speaking for my benefit.

"Mmmm feel my twat ... ooohhh rub my clit ... god that feels soo good Don."

"Don't put your fingers in yet Don." I knew there was no way I could really hear the shutter, but I could almost swear I did.

"Ooohhhh god ... this is so hot ... oohhh honey ... Don's finger fucking me again ... oohhh honey ... ooohh god." I knew that sequence of sighs - she was poised at the brink of orgasm.

"Hold your ring finger up for the camera. Pretend like you are showing your wedding rings to a friend for the first time." Hot, hot, hot. She was holding up her wedding rings while she was being finger fucked. Dick was a superb movie director - look out Spielberg.

"Oohh ... that's so sexy ... god I'm wet ... so close ... ooohh god ... look at that cock ... look how far it sticks up between my legs." It must have just popped up and I knew it must have been resting against her cunt.

"Stroke it Gina. I want to make sure all your fingers are in the picture and your ring finger is on his cock. Yes, that's beautiful. Pull it against your hot cunt and squeeze. Great, your hand is so light in comparison to Don's black cock." Dick and Gina were a great team. It was almost like I was there watching it.

"Ooohh ... what a great cock ... honey my ring finger is in the picture while I stroke him ... it's so fat against my cunt ... it's like I'm jacking off my own cock ... it sticks up so far."

"Hey Kirk, I think they are both ready. Don, are you ready to fuck Kirk's bride now?"

"Oh Man, you know it."

"Don, we don't know if your huge cock will fit inside her cunt. Take it easy. Don't hurt my beautiful bride. Talk to me Gina." Nobody was sure it would fit. We all knew she'd never tried one that big.

"I'm so ready ... ooohhh honey ... Don's going to really fuck me isn't he?"

"Uuunnngg yes ... and you're going to talk to us while he fucks you. Right?" "Oohhh god ... yes ... ooohhh Kirk, Don's rubbing the head of his cock on my clit ... I'm so wet. I had to move so far up that my ass is on his belly button. Oohh he's starting it in ... I don't think it will fit ... Don it's too big ... don't push my hips down like that ... oohh honey he'll never get it in ... god it's sooo big ... oohh Don ... it hurts ... you are stretching my cunt too much ... noooo god nooo stop ... ooohh stop... that hurts ... it won't go any further."

"Don, stop. Let her give you a blow job." I planned on fucking my bride's cunt for the rest of my life and I didn't want it damaged.

"She'll be just fine, man. She just has to get used to it. I'll go slow."

"No she won't. Don't make me come up there."

"She'll be fine. Tell your husband Gina."

"Don't move for a while then Don ... let me get used to you ... it's so huge ... let me take it on my own."

"How much of his cock is inside you Gina?"

"Oohhh honey it's barely inside ... just the head. I don't think I'll ever fit that monster in me." Nobody spoke for quite a while, but we all heard her groans and grunts and they sounded like pain noises to me. I almost went upstairs to stop it. She didn't say anything, so I waited to see if her cunt would stretch.

"Ooohhh god ... short strokes ... oohh ... I can feel it going a little deeper ... I'm pushing down on it honey ... I've never been so stretched."

"It will be good. You'll see. Just stay with it for a little longer and it will feel great." I let Don talk and move gently, hoping he could stretch her past the pain into a new pleasure zone.

"Oooohhh stop Don ... oohh that was too deep ... don't fuck up into me ... uunngg god it hurt."

"Don, stop. Let her blow you. She'll suck out your insides. Don't hurt her."

"She'll be fine, man. I'm hardly moving - it just takes a while to stretch."

"Ooohh honey ... I'm ok ... he's just so big ... ooohh Don ... god I'm full."

"Don, if you hurt her you'll regret it. Back off."

"I'm not going to hurt her Kirk. Let her decide."

"Gina do you want Don to stop?"

"No honey ... it's starting to feel good ... ooohhh that's it Don ... just stay as still as you can ... we'll go slow and easy for awhile ... I'll take what I can."

I kept my mouth shut. It sounded like she wasn't going to be hurt.

"Oohhh you're in further than anybody has ever been ... I'm so stretched ... god it feels good ... now fuck me Don." I listened to the sounds of Don stroking slowly into my wife's cunt. My cock was back to throbbing hardness.

"Ooohh yes ... are you all the way in? ... oohhh god ... you are ... your big black cock is all the way inside my cunt ... look at it ... I can't believe how big it is ... all the way inside me ... oohh Don I love how you fuck me ... oohhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me good Don."

I didn't want to destroy the mood, but I wanted photos. "Don't forget the rings and the fingers while Don's fucking you Gina."

"I'm still snapping, Kirk. But let's see all twenty fingers on your tummy Gina." There was a short pause before Dick started giving instructions again. "Good. Now Don, you feel her tits - she likes them squeezed hard when she's close like this. And Gina, rub your cunt with your right hand and touch his cock with your left hand while Don fucks you."

"Oohh Dick look at his cock ... nobody has ever been so far up my cunt ... aahhh yesss ... uumm can you see my rings touching his cock?"

"Yes, I've got them. You're beautiful Gina. Don's black cock looks great inside your pussy. I can see him make your abdomen bulge each time he fucks into you."

"Mmmm ... I can see it too ... you could tell he was fucking me even if you couldn't see his cock." She paused for a few seconds. "I can feel it with my fingers too ... god it feels like a piece of steel moving under my skin."

"Are you glad I let Don fuck you Gina? Does it feel good?"

"Ooohh Dick ... yes ... thanks for letting Don fuck me ... god it feels good ... fuck my cunt ... fuck it hard Don."

I heard the grunts and moans as they both clearly approached orgasm. Finally Gina came for at least the seventh time of the night. "Oohhh god ... ooohhh yes ... oohhh I'm coming ... ooohh god."

I listened to my wife start what I knew was another extreme orgasm, then I heard Don.

"Uuunngg ... uunngghh ... here it comes ... uuunnngg."

Don's very large, very black cock was at that instant squirting powerful jets of sperm-loaded semen deep inside my bride's beautiful, tight young cunt. The thought of her coming on my boss' huge spewing black cock flipped my switch.

"I'm coming too Gina ... uunnngg shit I love to come with you." I decided that simultaneous orgasms with my bride add to my pleasure, even when I'm not the man fucking her.

"That's it ... oohhh god come with me ... oohhh god I love getting fucked."

I wasn't sure if the last comment was directed toward me or toward Don. I guess it could have been for both of us. Gina's pleasure was transmitted in the sounds she made, as always, and her orgasm was protracted. Nobody spoke for at least a minute as we listened to Gina's rhapsodic moans. It was the only time that I wished I had gone upstairs to watch. I waited until I thought she was finished.

"Dick, you're still taking pictures aren't you?"

"Yeah. You should have seen her face when she came Kirk. She was in another world."

"You got pictures?"

"Yeah. I'm still taking them. Don's come is leaking out now."

"Describe it for me Dick."

"Gina's still on her back on top of Don. His hands are on her tits and her fingers are still by her cunt but she's not rubbing her clit anymore. They're both just beginning to join us again in reality Kirk."

"Can you get all their fingers by his stringy cock and her leaking cunt?"

"You heard Kirk. Don, just slip your cock out and let it lay on her thigh. Gina, pull your lips apart so I can see his creampie in your cunt." I waited while they got into position. "Good. Okay Don, put your right hand so your fingers are right beside her clit and your left hand so her wedding rings show through beneath your spread fingers."

"Dick?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you get her ankle bracelet in the picture so your name will be legible?" My directorial debut.

"I think so. Gina, put your ankle up close to your cunt."

"Gina, can you touch Don's cock with your foot?" Look out Hollywood.

"Sure honey."

"Dick, have you got it all?"

"Not quite. Gina, can you spin the bracelet around so I can read it?"

"Like that?"

"Yeah. It's hot."

"Take a picture." All of a sudden I'm Spielberg.

"Too late." My heart sank. He ran out of film. There was a considerable pause before Dick continued. "I've already taken about ten since Don pulled out."

"You're an asshole."

He laughed. "Bye Kirk. See you tomorrow."

"Goodnight my gorgeous bride. Thanks for marrying me - have fun the rest of your wedding night."

"Bye honey. I will." Gina's words were the last I heard.

Our Acapulco flight didn't leave until 8:00 PM and we were already packed, but I was starting to get a little concerned when Gina's key finally opened the door a little after 5:00 PM the following afternoon. She was still naked, but carried her purse and high heels. She had obviously showered and shaved and she smelled like Safeguard soap, the kind Dick uses. She still wore Dick's ankle bracelet, and Dick followed her in. He was dressed.

She ran to me and threw her arms around my neck. Her mouth opened and her lips found mine. I kissed back and held her tightly, willing my love to spread through her body. A glance at Dick revealed how uncomfortable he looked so I removed Gina's arms from my neck and took her hand to pull her over to the couch.

"Sit down Dick." I motioned toward the chair I'd sat in when I watched him fuck my fiancée on our couch two weeks earlier.

I sat down on the couch, but I held Gina by her hips so she knew I wanted her to remain standing.

"Put your left foot up here on the couch Gina." There was no hesitancy by my bride. She really did like men telling her what to do. My eyes focused on Dick as I unlocked the ankle bracelet with my tiny key and slipped it off.

"We'll keep it in your jewelry box Gina. You'll need it frequently." I held Dick's eyes as I placed it on the table next to the couch before I pulled her down beside me. I smiled at her, then gently caressed her cheek as I bent down to kiss her. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me with the same passion she'd kissed Dick with last night. I knew I wasn't as good at fucking her as he was, but I wanted to show him I could get my wife so excited she would come several times while I fucked her too. I don't think the alpha male in the human pack is always the one who fucks the best, but he's always the one who fights the best, not only with fists and guns but also with brains and balls and intimidation and persuasion. Not that I wanted to be the alpha male, I just didn't want Dick to think he was. I wanted to share my wife with him, not lose her to him.

I wasn't concerned with showing her off to Dick while she became aroused because he'd already seen Don with her. I made love to her as if we were alone, and our foreplay and kisses were passionate. I waited longer than I normally would before I cupped her cunt, probably because I was a little worried she was fucked out. The slippery juice that greeted my finger as I pushed inside was deep in her channel, so I suspected it was Dick's come. That thought aroused me even further and the way she moved as I stroked let me know all the sex from the last twelve hours was still below my bride's sexual saturation point. I only pistoned for twenty or thirty strokes with my fingers before I was ready

My technique is different than Dick's, but it's the way I love to fuck my wife. She likes it too, but she is so compliant that I suspect she would like any technique that wasn't painful. Dick spends a lot of time with foreplay and talk before he fucks her, but I like to fuck her while I play and talk. I spend a lot of time questioning and listening while I fuck her and my foreplay, as weird as it sounds, occurs while I fuck her. I am probably overly-fond of the missionary position because I can see her face, hear everything she says, kiss her, pinch her tits, and watch her rub her clit all at the same time. She rarely speaks until I am inside her cunt fucking her.

I think she wanted Dick to see me fuck her too. She reached over to untie the sash on my robe and my cock was throbbing when I stood to remove it. I placed a pillow at the end of the couch and gently lowered her head, then put one of her legs up on the back of the couch and positioned my cock.

"What do you want Gina?" They were the same words Dick spoke at the party just before he fucked her last night.

She caught on quickly, my wife did, and her eyes sparkled with mischief as she spoke virtually the same words she replied to Dick. "Ooohhh Kirk honey ... ooohh yes ... please fuck my nasty cunt again."

I plunged with an aggressive, powerful stroke right up to my balls.

"Uuunngg shit that feels so good ... it seems like I've been waiting a month to fuck you again Gina."

"Ooohhh honey ... I know ... god your cock is so hard ... mmmm thanks for last night."

"Did you like letting Dick fuck you ... uuunngg shit it was so hot ... in front of everybody?"

"Mmmm ... you know I did ... I've never been as turned on ... fuck me hard honey."

"Uunngg damn ... you're still tight ... Gina, when was the last time you wore any clothes?"

"I loved being the only one naked ... so many guys were hard ... mmmm I loved being naked all night long honey."

"So you haven't had anything on since Dick ... uunngg you have such a great body ... since Dick took off your wedding dress?"

"I had to. You took my gown home with you. Dick made me stay totally naked last night ... he wouldn't even give me a shirt. I walked to his car, sat naked in it for an hour while he drove and played with me, walked from his car to the elevator, stood on the elevator for 28 floors, then walked down the long hall to their apartment. Don was sitting on the couch when we went inside ... ooohhh god I can feel you throbbing when you stop like that ... and you heard what happened in their apartment. Dick just made me walk down three flights of stairs to get here ... we could hear people in the stairwell."

"Uunngg fuck ... I can't move for a second or I'll come ... I love it when you're naked. I want you to stay naked when you're at their apartment Gina."

"Ooohhh honey ... what if somebody comes over?"

"They'll see you ... they'll see your tits and your cunt ... uunngg shit ... You have to show them your cunt Gina. You know what I mean, right?"

"You want me to sit with my legs apart?"

"Way apart Gina ... I want them to be able to see every part of your cunt ... I want them to see how wet you get."

"Oohhh that's hot ... god I love the throbbing when you don't stroke ... I'm almost there."

"Uuunnngg ... stay naked and show your cunt whenever he has visitors."

"If Dick wants me to ... god I love being naked."

"Uuunngg shit you're still tight even after Don ... Gina, did you like being Dick's date, his wife for the night?"

"I loved it honey ... I loved being his wife for the night."

"The promise he made last night ... uunngg damn ... do you remember it Gina?"

"God yes ... he promised to ask you if he could fuck me a lot."
"He asked last night. It wasn't the right time because you weren't there. Uunnngg stop for a second ... uunngg your cunt feels so good. I want you to hear what we decide, and I want to ask you some questions."

"Oohhh god ... this is hot ... I don't know if I can keep from coming."

"We'll wait if you do. Do you love Dick?"

"Ooohhh honey ... you heard me last night. I don't want to hurt you."

"It's alright ... I heard you but I already knew."

"Yes honey, I love him." She turned her head to look at him. "I love you Dick."

"Do you love me Gina?"

She looked into my eyes with the same adoring gaze she always used. "Ooohhh honey ... I love you more than ever ... I couldn't love you more." I stroked smoothly and hoped my love was transmitted through my cock directly to her cunt and then to her heart. I purposely avoided looking at Dick through it all, although I saw Gina catch his eye a few times.

"Gina, do you want to stay married to me?"

She looked shocked, then one of the few times I saw anger in her boiled up. "We just got married Kirk! Why would you ask such an insulting question?" There was a snap in her words I'd never heard.

"You love being Dick's wife. I wasn't sure if you wanted to be his wife all the time."

"No. I want to be your wife. I said I loved being his wife for the night."

"So you like being his wife sometimes. When do like being his wife?"

"Ooohhh honey ... you know ... in public ... at parties ... I like being his wife at parties ... you know I love his boldness honey." She smiled at him.

"Uunngg shit you're squeezing ... I know I'm not as bold as you like. I won't ever be that bold. Do you think he can be your adventurous and bold husband and I'll be your protective one?"

"Ooohhh honey ... you mean like last night?"

"Uunngg shit ... you have such a hot cunt ... sort of. Dick will be your date, your husband, and I'll just hang around watching and keeping you from getting hurt."

"Ooohhh honey ... will we tell people you're my real husband?"

"I loved having Dick introduce you as my bride, but having you act like his. We'll do it when it's safe. If he takes you places that could get rough, no. You can't tell anybody then." I looked over at Dick for the first time.

"What do you think Dick? Can we try it for awhile?" Although I looked at him, I didn't slow my pace.

He returned my look, then caught Gina's eyes. "How often?"

"A few nights a month. We'll see how it goes. She'll be your date ... uuunngg ... I'll be at parties with you, but she'll be your date. You decide when to go, and you'll take her to your place to ... uuunnnggg damn ... fuck her all night. You don't have to take her to parties ... uunng shit ... you can do whatever you want. She's yours. Her cunt is yours. Movies, shopping, restaurants, clubs, whatever ... just like any other date."

"Ooohhh honey ... what if we get carried away in the movie theater?" I could tell she liked the idea.

"Uunnngg you'll be on a date ... he'll have to take care of you ... he's going to fuck you a lot Gina ... uunnnggg shit ... I do want to know where you're going ... I'll be kind of like your father." Well, only a father who sends his daughter out knowing she's going to be fucked by her date. I looked at Dick again. "What do you think."

Dick was probably the smartest person I'd ever met, but he wasn't a fighter. He couldn't protect Gina any better than the Pillsbury Doughboy and he knew it. The main problem was that he was also tremendously adventurous sexually, and that adventure created danger for Gina. She loved the public exhibitionism and sex he provided so she would go along with anything. They would be fucking on home plate during the seventh game of the World Series if they could. Both of them. I needed some control in order to protect her.

He watched me fuck my wife for awhile before he answered. "I don't know if I can Kirk. I told you last night but I've never told you Gina. I guess it's time. I love you Gina, and it will be very hard for me to share. Not your body, but your love. You know I respect you more than any other man I know Kirk, and I would hate to make you my enemy. There is tremendous danger here for all of us emotionally, but I don't want to lose you Gina."

"Ooohh Dick ... so you'll try it? It's perfect ... I'm sort of married to both of you now ... I got married to two men on the same day."

"Yes. I'll try it. It could be fun Gina."

"Mmmm it will be ... you'll be fucking me every time we go out ... I can't wait. Mmmm I'm about to come honey ... god I love this ... fuck me hard honey ... fuck my cunt hard."

"Uunnnggg damn I love it too ... uuunnnggg you can't take off your rings ... uunngg I want everybody to know you're a slut wife." I pumped with long, smooth strokes trying to prolong my pleasure before I came.

"Honey ... fuck me harder ... stab my cunt ... pound it fast."

So I did. I hoped she was close enough to come when I did, but if not it was too late. My stroke was hard, fast and deep; consequently it didn't last long. My orgasm preceded Gina's by mere seconds. Both Gina and I came powerfully, but it was only one of the memorable fucks in either of our lives because of the situation, not the intensity of orgasm. My cock came back to life quickly and I gently rotated my pelvis while I awaited Gina's renewed interest. We'd started to build a framework for our marriage that included Dick, and I wanted to continue while he was still there - before our honeymoon.

"God honey ... I am a slut ... thank you for last night ... did you realize your cock is the third cock in my cunt on my wedding day?"

"Well, not exactly. Mine didn't really make it within twenty-four hours ... uunngg ... mine's the smallest too ... and the last ... uunnngg you still feel so tight."

"Ooohhh honey ... it's the shortest but you're thicker than Dick ... Don 's cock is the longest and the fattest ... I love all of them."

"Uunngg what about Don? I almost forgot ... uunngg you know Don's going to want to fuck you again too." Once was enough for addiction, and I knew Don would want to fuck my hotwife as much as he could.

"He already did ... oohhh god he fucked me right before I came home ... are you going to let him fuck me more?" No question there. She wanted Don to fuck her again. And I knew why her cunt was so slimy when I'd first fingered her - it wasn't from Dick, as I'd suspected, but from Don.

"Uunngg ... I want to see it next time. You know all those guys who watched last night are going to want to fuck you too."

"Are you going to let them?" She didn't even consider that she should have a part in the decision.

"Dick's the bold one ... uunnngg let's let Dick decide who gets to fuck you ... you can't fuck anybody else unless you have on his ankle bracelet."

"Ooohhh Dick ... you'll probably let a lot of them fuck me, won't you?" She looked at Dick as she spoke. I watched her, then turned to see what Dick would say.

He continued to watch me fuck my beautiful wife as he pondered. Gina's pleasure moans interrupted his thought process, but the look on his face made it clear they weren't an annoyance. She was very close to orgasm again, but I think she was holding off to see what his response would be. I was somewhat surprised when he spoke to me first.

"I know you're not just going to turn your wife over to me to let me do anything with her. What do you expect?" I wasn't exactly in the best position to be doing serious thinking, but I'd already thought about what I wanted before they opened the door.

"I want to know before you go out where you're going to take her, what you're going to do, and who else is going to ... uunngg damn I'm so close ... who else is going to fuck her. You have to plan your date and you can't spontaneously decide to go somewhere else or let somebody else ... uuunngg ... fuck her."

"Are you going to be with us so you can watch?"

"It depends on where you go ... uuunngg shit ... if there's any danger I will. You're not a fighter Dick. I want Gina to have fun, but I don't want her to get hurt."

"Can I take her anywhere and let anybody fuck her?"

"No. If I think it's too dangerous or if I don't know the guy, I'll say no. But I won't do it unless it's for Gina's safety. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. She has to wear her wedding rings at all times."

He nodded agreement. I turned to watch my wife's face as I fucked her. Dick started talking to her.

"Gina, did you hear what Kirk said?" She turned to look at him, then nodded. "He said I could decide who to let fuck you. Your cunt will be mine to give away. If I say 'Show him your cunt', what will you do?"

"Ooohhh god Dick honey ... you've already done that ... I'll spread my legs just like before ... I'll spread them as far as I can without you making me."

"And if I say 'I want him to see you naked'?"

"You know I love to be naked ... I would take off everything."

"Would it matter where we were?"

"Oooohhh god ... nooo ... I'll strip whenever you tell me to." It was definitely a buzz to hear her submit her will to Dick while I fucked her.

"If I tell you to touch yourself?"

"I'll finger fuck my cunt and squeeze my tits ... I'll masturbate until I come unless you ... mmm I'm so close ... I'll come unless you stop me."

"If I tell him he can play with your body?"

"Ooohhh honey fuck me hard ... I love being felt up ... I'll tell him I love his hands ... his fingers in my cunt."

"Suppose I tell you to suck his cock?"

"I will ... I'll pull his ass until his cock is all the way down my throat ... ooohh damn fuck me harder ... I'll suck him and then swallow his come."

"What are you going to do if I tell him he can fuck you?"

"Ooohh this is so hot ... I'll just spread my legs and help him guide his cock to my cunt ... ooohhh god this is great."

"Will it matter where you are?"

"He can fuck me wherever you say ... oohh god I love letting you decide ... oohh damn fuck me hard ... fuck me ... you're going to give my cunt to other guys."

"I'm going to give it to Don a lot. I'm going to let him take you into black clubs. Do you know what all the black men will think, Gina?"

"They will think I'm a slut wife out with a black man with a huge cock ... everybody will know I'm not his wife ... they would all know he was going to fuck me."

"He'll show you off. He'll tell them you're Kirk's wife. He'll tell them that you love to fuck his big cock. You'll have to admit it to his friends."

"Ooohhh I'll love that ... I love it when people know I'm married and fucking other men ... mmmm honey that feels so good ... oohh it will be like with you last night ... so hot ... everybody knew you weren't my husband Dick ... that was so nasty." I was holding back as best I could and I could feel Gina holding back as well.

"You know I'm going to photograph it when each of them fucks you. I'm going to give the photos to everybody so they'll know how big a slut you are. That's ok isn't it?"

"Uh-huh ... show them ... mmm ... show everybody ... oohhh yessss ... let them see ... tell them they can fuck me too."

"I'm going to strip you and let all of them touch you at the same time. You'll have hands and mouths all over your body - on your lips and neck and tits and ass and cunt. They'll all go for your cunt. Then I'll tell them they can all fuck you."

"Oooohhh god yes ... oohh god ... all of them ... uh-huh ... I'm coming ... they'll fuck my cunt ... god yesss ... show them the pictures ... ooohh yesss ... ooohhh god ... ooohhh yessss."

"Uuunnngg ...uunnngg ... uunnngg." Naturally, I'd been fighting to hold back so as soon as she went, I was right there with her.

So we sorted it out, sort of. Dick waited until we cooled a bit before he got up to leave. Gina went with him to the door. She was still naked and my come was dripping from her cunt while she kissed him goodbye in the wide-open doorway. She brought his hand to her cunt and forced his finger to enter through my ejaculate. As he fingered my wife, I looked at his pants. He was hard again.

"Do you want me to put her anklet on for a while Dick? I'll drive your car and you two can jump in the backseat. You can fuck her on the way to the airport." He nodded and Gina ran over to me so I could lock it on.

"Let's get our bags and go. Gina, stay between us or behind us - you can make it without putting on anything."

I wasn't even out of the parking garage before Dick slid his long cock into Gina's goopy cunt. The sounds of fucking brought an epiphany and the light bulb illuminating the idea center in my brain transformed into a spotlight. I spoke loudly enough so they could hear me in the backseat even through their sexual focus.

"Gina, you have two husbands now, right?" She'd been ready to immerse her entire feelings into Dick's cock in her cunt, but my question made her brain react so she couldn't.

"Yes."

"And you just married both of us, right?"

"Yes."

"What do husbands and wives do after they get married?"

"Ooohh ... that's easy ... they fuck. I like being married ... mmm I like to fuck ... both my husbands."

"What else? What are we going to do today?"

"Mmmm ... we're going on our honeymoon."

"Not all of us. What's wrong with this?" I looked in the rear-view mirror at Dick and his eyes transmitted understanding.

"Oohh ... I don't know honey."

"Don't you think both your husbands should be on your honeymoon?"

Her smile lit me up. "Oohhh yess ... I do." She pulled Dick's head down so she could kiss him as he stroked softly inside her. I waited patiently for her to release his lips so he could talk.

"I'll get there as soon as I can. I'll try to buy a ticket when I drop you off."

"We'll go with you - we have time. We want to know when you'll get there."

"Honey ... Dick can stay in our room can't he?"

"He has to Gina - we got the honeymoon suite. That's where husbands and wives fuck."