Here Cums the Bride

It started with the sound of a solitary knife clinking against a champagne glass. That led to a veritable chorus as Zeke and Mina's wedding guests demanded that they share a kiss.

She looked at him, smiled brightly, and leaned over. He took a moment to admire her overwhelming beauty and how utterly perfect she looked in her wedding dress before closing his eyes and leaning towards his bride to share a kiss.

The room erupted in cheers as seemingly everyone at the reception experienced some of the joy that Zeke felt in that moment. Mina surprised him by offering just a little bit of tongue during the kiss and the smile she wore afterwards made it clear she was well aware just how delightful he found it.

"I love you," she said over the cheers of their guests.

"I love you too," he replied.

They shared countless more kisses like that one - some with a bit more tongue courtesy of Mina - as the best man, maid of honor, and a few others offered their speeches. They shared savory kisses while eating the expertly prepared dinner - as it should have been, given the cost of hosting their reception at the exquisite hotel they'd selected. They shared a far sweeter kiss after feeding each other a bit of their wedding cake.

Though Zeke wanted to spend every moment of the reception with his bride, he offered no objection when she slipped away to greet some of the guests her parents had insisted on inviting, guests that Zeke had never met.

As he watched, Zeke's best man Brian sidled up next to him and presented a drink.

"A toast," Brian said. "To you finally leaving bachelorhood behind."

They raised their glasses, smiled, and drank.

"So, any advice?" Zeke asked his friend, who'd been married more than a decade.

"Do you want a real answer?" he asked.

Zeke nodded and again sipped what turned out to be a remarkably strong drink.

"Okay, well, when times get tough - and they will get tough, though it will probably take years before that happens - never forget that there's a reason - and a very good reason - that you married Mina. There's something about her that no other woman in the world possesses. Only you can really know what that is - and chances are good you're not even aware of it - but just remember that when you have a big fight or your sex life hits a lull and you find yourself wondering if the grass really is greener on the other side of the pasture. I promise you, it's not. It just seems like it is. The truth is, there's nothing better than being in a good marriage with a woman you love. Nothing in the world."

Zeke smiled. "You know, that's really good advice, man. I'll keep that in mind."

Brian looked across the room and gestured towards Mina with his drink. "That's her ex, right?"

Zeke nodded.

"I’m surprised she invited him. More than that, though, I can't believe he showed up."

Zeke had never been married, but Mina had spent six years married to Lee, the man she'd just hugged and was now talking to. According to her, Lee had great difficulty remaining faithful and thus the marriage had come to a fiery conclusion after she'd discovered him in bed with another woman. A friend of Mina's, in fact. And the bed in question happened to be the marital bed that Lee and Mina shared. It was the first affair she'd had confirmation of, though Mina had long suspected that Lee struggled with fidelity.

"Is it weird that she invited him?" Zeke asked.

Brian shrugged his shoulders. "I honestly don't know. I mean, a little, I guess, but an ex-husband is a lot different than an ex-boyfriend. I mean, they were together for, what, eight years?"

Zeke nodded. "Yeah. Married for six."

"That's a long time, man. Though women don't usually remain close with guys that cheat on them, you know?"

Zeke felt a sense of unease that he couldn't quite identify the source of, so he took a long sip of his drink. "Yeah, I know. She never really talks badly about him, though. There isn't that hatred, you know? The kind that most people feel towards someone that cheated on them."

"Maybe that's a good thing. If Mina is the sort of woman that can forgive and mostly forget, that means very good things for your marriage."

Zeke had no sense of what his wife was talking about with her ex, but he saw her reach out and gently rest her hand against Lee's forearm. Her touch lingered for a handful of seconds and Zeke felt his pulse quicken as his gaze focused intently on the spot where his wife was touching her ex-husband.

Mina and her ex-husband shared another hug - this one lasting a little longer than Zeke would have liked - and then she turned and saw him. She smiled and waved and just like that whatever angst he was feeling washed away.

Mina made her way through the crowd of people, gave Brian a quick hug, and then kissed Zeke deeply enough that his cock stirred. 

"Mmm, you taste good," she said. "What are you drinking?"

"Not sure," Zeke replied. "Brian brought it."

She turned to the best man and said, "Can you get me one of those?"

Brian raised his glass, nodded, and headed to the bar.

"How's Lee?" Zeke asked.

"Good, I think. He just broke up with his long-term girlfriend, so he's a little sad, but otherwise he's good."

"I'm surprised he came," Zeke said. "I mean, given that he just broke up with a girl you'd think it might make him even sadder to see his ex-wife celebrating her new love."

Mina smiled and kissed Zeke on the cheek. "You like that I'm yours now, don't you? That I'm in love with you. That you're the only man I want to be with. You like it a little bit that my ex-husband watched us get married and that he's watched us kiss and dance and feed each other all night long."

Zeke hadn't thought much of it until that moment, but she was right. "I think you might be right about that."

"I know I'm right about," she replied with a smile. "I know you better than anyone, Zeke."

He couldn't help but offer a smile in return.

"For instance, I know that you've spent much of this party thinking about fucking me," she said. "About fucking your bride. About taking me up to our room on the top floor, tossing me in the bed, and having your way with me."

"You do know me," he replied with a smile that was imbued with lustful hope that perhaps Mina would be in the mood to sneak away from the reception and head up to their room for a quickie.

"I like that you want me," she said. "And for what it's worth, I want you too."

Mina kissed him again, this time even deeper than the last. It might have lasted quite some time were it not for Brian showing up with the drink and clearing his throat to gather the attention.

"Ah, thank you," Mina said as she took the glass from him and downed nearly half of it in one gulp. "Now, I have a few more people to talk to and then we're all going to dance our asses off."

She raised the glass, let out a whoop - a sound that her bridesmaids happily mimicked with almost no hesitation - and then headed off to finish her duties of greeting her parent's friends.

"She's a hell of a woman," Zeke noted.

Brian clapped him on the back. "You're a lucky man."

"Did you guys get a room?"

Brian nodded. "We certainly did. It's going to be an amazing night."

True to her word, Mina found her way to the dance floor as soon as she was done with her social duties. Just about everyone else joined them, too, and that's when it felt like the party truly got underway.

At some point - Zeke lost track of time thanks to the relentless dancing and the effects of the alcohol - Mina let him know she had to go to the bathroom. She slipped out of the room and Zeke thought nothing of it until nearly twenty minutes had passed and she hadn't returned.

That's when it dawned on him that she hadn't gone to the bathroom. She'd gone to their hotel room. That's why she'd smiled so brightly when she told him she was going to the bathroom. She was signaling him to follow her.

So that's what Zeke did. He confirmed he had a key to their room and left the reception. He rode the elevator to the top floor and stepped into the hallway with a bright smile on his face and a stirring between his legs.

Zeke stopped at their door and fumbled with the key - he was more than buzzed from the drinks - before waving it over the lock. The light turned green and he gently pulled down the handle, opened the door, and stepped into the gorgeous and surprisingly massive suite that had cost a small fortune.

A moan reached Zeke's ears. A moan that made him freeze in place. A moan that sent a chill down his spine.

"Fuck," a man's voice said. A deep voice that Zeke didn't recognize.

He wondered if he'd somehow stepped into the wrong room. He looked down at the keycard, though of course it contained no information. Zeke turned to leave the room as his alcohol-addled brain convinced him that the only reason a man could be moaning was that he'd entered the wrong room.

"Fuck, Mina, that feels so good."

Zeke's hand stopped halfway to the door handle. He wasn't in the wrong room. Of course he wasn't. His hand fell to his side. The keycard slipped from his fingers.

"I can't tell you how much I missed this."

"Yeah? That girl you were dating didn't suck your dick?"

Zeke's chest tightened. It was Mina.

"She did, but she wasn't anywhere near as good as you are. I've never been with someone as good as you are."

"I have to admit, I miss sucking a cock like yours."

Zeke leaned against the wall as the tightness in his chest got worse. His heart was pounding so hard that he closed his eyes and took deep breaths to try and calm himself.

"Yeah? Your husband doesn't have a dick like mine?"

"No man I've ever been with has a dick like yours, Lee."

Zeke held his breath and took a few steps down the hallway. The sounds of a blowjob hit his ears. He peered into the suite's living area. It was just as it had been when they checked in earlier that day, only now Lee's suit jacket rested over the back of the armchair.

Zeke looked towards the elegant French doors that led to the bedroom. They were open. A man in dark slacks and a light blue button up stood facing the bed. A woman in a white dress was on her knees with her hands on the backs of the man's thighs.

Zeke couldn't see Mina's face, but he didn't need to see it to confirm that she was the one giving the blowjob. It was obvious. His wife was sucking her ex-husband's cock in the hotel suite where they were supposed to spend their first night as a married couple. On top of that, she'd just made it clear that she wasn't anywhere near as satisfied with Zeke's cock as she'd been with Lee's.

"Can you still throat me?" Lee asked.

Zeke watched as Lee seemed to put a hand on the back of Mina's head. The sound of gagging followed.

"That's a good girl," Lee said. "Fuck, Mina, you're the only woman that's ever been able to take the whole thing."

Lee moved his hand away and Zeke heard his wife gasp for air. The sound of stroking then reached his ears.

"Maybe I shouldn't be, but I've always been proud of that," she said. "I always liked being able to satisfy you in that way, Lee. I always liked - loved, really - that I made you feel so good. That's why I was so pissed when it turned out that I just wasn't enough for you."

"I know," Lee replied. "And every day I regret that I was such a fucking idiot, that I fucked our marriage up so colossally."

Mina swallowed his cock again, at least if the sound of gagging was any indicator. This time, though, she seemed to do it over and over again and with Lee's hand on the back of her head as a guiding force.

When she pulled off she leaned back far enough that Zeke caught a glimpse of half of her face. Her lips and chin were shiny with saliva and her eyes - or the one he could see - sparkled with lust as she looked up at her ex-husband.

"You fucked up a good thing," she said. "Unforgivably so, in fact. If you hadn't, you could have spent the past four years enjoying me, Lee. You could have spent the past four years exploring my body. You could have spent the past four years fucking me however you wanted."

Zeke's hand moved between his legs and he was surprised to find that he was hard. He grasped his erection through his tuxedo pants and stroked it while he listened to his wife take her ex-husband's cock back into her mouth. The sounds of a slow, wet blowjob filled the hotel suite and Zeke found himself stroking a little faster and with a tighter grip.

"How do you want me?" Mina asked.

Zeke very nearly groaned and he ducked out of the living area as he watched Mina stand.

"Take your panties off," Lee instructed.

Zeke couldn't help but lean in to watch his wife reach up under the folds of her dress and pull off the white lace panties he'd expected to remove on their wedding night.

"On your back in the bed," Lee said.

"Should I take the dress off?"

"No. I want to fuck you in your wedding dress. In the dress you wore while you vowed to remain faithful to your husband."

Zeke unzipped his pants. It felt so fucked up to do so, but he freed his cock and stroked himself as he watched his wife fall into the bed and move backwards. She pulled up her dress and spread her legs and Zeke stared at her pussy. Even from across the room he could see that she was wet. Soaked, even. Soaked for her ex-husband.

Zeke's eyes roamed up her body and he saw Mina glance towards him. He stopped stroking as their eyes met. She smiled and held his gaze for just a split second before turning her attention back to Lee.

A deep sense of embarrassment washed over Zeke as he stepped back and looked down at his stiff cock. Mina had seen him. She'd probably seen his dick, too. She knew he was watching. She knew he was turned on. She knew that he hadn't tried to stop her - for reasons even Zeke couldn't comprehend - and she knew he was standing there while her ex-husband crawled into the bed to fuck her.

"Do you want me?" Lee asked.

"Yes."

"You want me to fuck you on your wedding night?"

"Yes, please. I need it, Lee. I need your cock inside me."

The sound of wet penetration reached Zeke's ears and he took a deep breath and leaned around the corner. He stared at his wife getting fingered by her ex-husband.

"Then tell me whose pussy this is," Lee said.

Mina moaned with her legs spread impossibly wide. Lee had three fingers inside her and he was pumping Mina's pussy with great vigor.

"It's yours," she said. "It's your pussy. It belongs to you. It's always...it's always belonged to you, Lee."

Zeke was enthralled and humiliated as his cock swelled up in his hand. He wasn't sure he'd ever been so turned on, and yet it felt so terrible to be so aroused by his wife uttering those words on their wedding night. His whole world shifted in that moment, and yet his body swirled with a kind of arousal so potent that he couldn't help but surrender to it.

"Please, Lee, fuck my pussy," Mina pleaded.

Zeke watched as Lee backed out of the bed and stripped, leaving only his socks on. He crawled between Mina's legs and they kissed as she reached down to guide his cock - which was bare - into her pussy.

That also doubled as the first moment that Zeke actually saw Lee's cock. He was bigger. Much bigger, in fact. Maybe twice as long as Zeke and remarkably thick.

Mina moaned as he entered her. She spread her legs a little wider. They kissed as Lee's cock bottomed out inside her.

"Oh, fuck, I missed your cock so much," she said.

"Yeah? Zeke's not quite as big, is he?"

Mina glanced at Zeke. "No, he's not. He's nowhere near as big as you are, baby. He doesn't fill me the way you do. He doesn't stretch me the way you do. No man ever has. Now fuck me."

Zeke watched his wife kiss her ex-husband as they fucked. He watched the longer, thicker cock enter her pussy over and over. He watched Lee fuck Mina with remarkably deep, hard thrusts that produced a series of wild, wondrous moans.

He masturbated as he watched. Another man was fucking his wife on their wedding night and he was watching and masturbating. All their friends were in the hotel ballroom celebrating their marriage and Zeke was standing in the honeymoon suite jerking off to the sight of someone else's cock entering Mina's pussy and clearly providing her with a kind of satisfaction Zeke couldn't.

"Lee, baby, make me cum!" Mina cried out. "Make me cum on your cock!"

The orgasm happened soon after. It was unlike anything Zeke had ever heard from his wife. It was loud and animalistic. Her legs shook before she wrapped them around her ex. Her toes curled. Her pussy spasmed.

"Holy shit," she said after a brief recovery period. "You have no idea how much I missed cumming like that."

"It was my pleasure, as always," Lee replied.

He moved to pull out but Mina grabbed his ass. "Finish inside me," she said.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Finish in my pussy. Or, as you said, in your pussy."

Lee needed no further encouragement. He fucked Mina vigorously while Zeke watched with his dick in his hand. Somehow he was more turned on. He knew it was because of what was about to happen. He knew his dick was throbbing because his wife was about to let her ex-husband cum inside her.

Zeke watched as it happened. He watched another man bury his cock in Mina's pussy and unload inside her. He watched and he stroked his dick slowly while holding off from an orgasm.

"That was amazing. Just like it used to be," Mina said.

They kissed. A long kiss, too.

"It really was."

Mina grabbed Lee's ass, gave it a quick smack, and said, "You should get going. We need to get back to the party."

Lee pulled out and Zeke leaned back around the corner. He panicked. He needed to get out of there. He didn't want Lee seeing him. He couldn't handle the embarrassment of his wife's ex knowing that he'd just watched.

Leaving the room would make too much noise, though. Zeke considered the bathroom but there was a good chance Lee would pee before he left. The only choice was the closet by the door. It was small, but Zeke managed to slip inside and close the door without making any noise.

From the sound of it, Mina remained in the bed as Lee got dressed, went to the bathroom, and slipped out of the room.

A few moments passed before Mina called out, "Zeke? Honey, are you still here?"

Zeke opened the closet door and stepped into the room. He took a deep breath and came around the corner. Mina was still in the bed. Her dress was still up around her waist. Her legs were still spread. Now, though, Lee's cum was leaking out of her.

Without saying a word, Zeke took his clothes off. He stepped into the bedroom and crawled on top of his wife. He kissed her as she guided his cock into her freshly-fucked, cum-filled pussy.

They made love. They kissed and moaned and caressed each other as his cock moved in and out of her. There was far less friction than usual - she was filled with cum, after all - but it felt even better than usual to Zeke.

"Cum in me," Mina whispered into his ear as he neared his orgasm. "Cum in your wife's pussy, Zeke. Cum in me just like he did."

Zeke buried his cock in his wife and had the best orgasm of his life. It felt like it lasted ages, too, as his loins - and the rest of his body, really - spasmed in the most intensely pleasurable manner.

Afterwards, Mina kissed him deeply and did so over and over again. She caressed his face and ran her fingers through his hair and he basked in the joyful afterglow of his climax.

"Are you okay?" she asked after a few minutes of silent, tender kissing and touching.

"Better than I've ever been," he answered.

"And if I wanted...if I wanted to do what I did tonight...if I wanted to do it again, would you be okay with that?"

"Would you be okay with me watching?"

Mina nodded.

"Then yes, I'd be okay with that."

She smiled brightly. "You're the man of my dreams, Zeke."

"And you're the woman of mine," he replied.

They kissed again, this time in a slow, remarkably deep manner. Zeke had never felt happier or more in love. Mina really was the woman of his dreams, in more ways than he imagined possible.