Epilogue

The day flew by and, like most weddings, the entire ceremony was a blur for the bride and groom.

Pam and Rob wore their proper attire. Pam’s white gown was a glorious site to behold. She was breathtaking in so many ways.

Rob wore white tails, but had a severe wedgie problem because the tux rode way too high up his ass whenever he walked. People mistook the misty look in his eyes for tears of joy instead of what they were...tears of pain. Anytime a guy wears pants which threaten to split his nuts apart and the crease grinds along the base of his cock, he’ll be crying sooner or later.

After taking what seemed like hours of photos, Rob got in the limo to go to the reception and unfastened his pants and zipper quickly sliding his hand between his legs. “Fuck. These pants are killing me.”

Pam, in her beautiful, virgin-white gown, sat beside him and grinned. “What’s wrong? All this wedding stuff getting you horny?”

“These pants are riding too high and rubbing between my balls. It’s like sandpaper on my nuts.”

She swatted his hand away and leaned over Rob’s lap to take a look. “Quit being a baby and let me look.”

She leaned lower and pulled Rob’s cock out of his pants, running her fingers over his quickly growing length. Her fingers stroked the sensitive skin adding to his arousal. “Hmm, it looks fine to me. Does it really hurt? You want me to kiss and make it better?”

There are times when women ask really stupid questions. This was one of them.

Rob groaned as he realized he was having a real porn star fantasy come to life. His beautiful bride giving him the ultimate blowjob in a limo is a classic fantasy. He’d only seen this in porno, or read it in an S.L. Carpenter erotic story. And in those stories there was always some weird twist in it—like the bride turns out to be a transvestite and ends up fucking the groom in the ass or something.

“If you come on my wedding dress I will kill you.” Pam laid down the law.

“Yes, dear.” Rob knew only too well that fifteen-hundred-dollar dresses were more important than a man’s nuts. That was a given.

This was ultimate bliss for Rob, as Pam sucked down on his cock for the whole trip to the reception. He blessed the privacy glass in the limo. When she released him from her mouth there was a distinct pop. “Mmm, I’m hungry. I’ve starved myself for weeks to get into this dress.”

Rob’s eyes rolled back in his head when Pam lowered back down and sucked hard on his cock, letting it touch the back of her throat.

“God, we haven’t had sex since you went to your grandma’s. Oh shit, ohhh shit…” Rob tightened his hands, gripping the leather car seat and breathing hard. Just when he was on the very threshold, Pam stopped and Rob opened his eyes.

“Oh well, we’re here. Going to have to finish this later.” And Pam patted Rob’s cock before closing up the front of his pants.

“But-but—” Rob almost started crying as the crowd surrounded the limo and he settled his balls back into torture mode. Then he got out with Pam. Now he had blue balls and a hard on to go with his tuxedo.

Oh well, at least they had the honeymoon.

What was a little discomfort next to a wedding night?

* * *

A few nightlights shone dimly in their hotel room. The bed was torn apart and clothes were scattered all over the floor. A white bra hung over a chair. The white wedding dress hung pristinely on the hook behind the bathroom door. It was a reminder of a perfect day.

With a moan the silence in the room was broken and the closet door swung open wide. With a loud thud Pam and Rob slammed against the small entryway wall. Her hair hung loose and messy down her back as she smiled with her eyes shut tight. Rob was naked and the muscles of his legs and ass flexed with each thrust into Pam. Her legs clung to his hips and wrapped around him as he held her against his body.

“Oh shit. I can’t—I can’t believe this is happening again.” He moaned while his hands cupped Pam’s ass, hammering into her against the wall. He buried his face into the crease by her neck and shoulder and nipped her.

“Oh shit. Five’s always been my lucky number...” Pam opened her eyes and gasped. With Rob staggering and weak kneed, her body shuddered. She looked into his contorted face and saw him straining. It reminded her of a man sucking on a lemon.

They both started giggling. Rob carried her to the bed and fell on top of her into the soft mattress. Pam reached between them and repositioned his cock at her pussy. Rob slid back into her wet pussy and moaned.

“Fuck you feel so damn good. I could stay in there forever.”

“All I ask is a few more minutes.”

Rob propped himself up again and began to slowly pump in and out of Pam’ s wet, juicy pussy. Pulling her legs up, Pam grabbed behind her knees and spread her legs wide. She gasped as Rob started fucking her harder and faster.

“Oh Rob, I’m…oh don’t stop, don’t stop.” Pam pulled her legs up as far as she could with Rob pounding into her. She released one of her legs and reached between them and started frantically rubbing her clit with her fingertip as Rob fucked her.

“Oh fuck, baby, oh fuck, I can’t hold it I’m…”

Rob groaned and slammed hard against Pam’s body. Letting go of her legs she wrapped them around Rob’s hips. Her arms grabbed around him and her fingernails scratched his back.

Rob cried out from the pain and they both melted together in a mutual release of their passions.

Pam rolled off of him and they both lay on their backs in a mess of bedspreads and sheets torn loose from the mattress. Perspiration glistened on both their bodies.

Pam reached over and held Rob’s cock in her hand. “Give me a little bit then we’ll try out the bathroom and that big ol’ whirlpool tub.” She let go and patted Rob’s cock making him jump, even as he lay flat and exhausted.

“I think you killed my cock.” He looked down between his legs. “It’s all purple and limp.”

“Maybe I’ll have to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation.”

Swallowing, Rob squirmed as he lay there closing his legs together. “You haven’t been like this for a long time. This is like when we first met. Man, I remember back then. Things were so fucking hot between us. I could barely keep up. What got into you, sweetheart?”

“Well you were just into me actually.” She paused, smiling at her new husband. “When I took that little trip, I learned a few important things. My Grandma Kris told me about true love and how rare and short life can be. She told me to live life to the fullest while I can. She also told me to fuck you as much as I can because with kids, work and life in general, you have to take advantage of what you have now.” She laid her head down on his chest and felt Rob’s warmth. “Not wait for a better time. There may not be one.”

“I like your grandma. She gave you some great advice. She was the one doing the Electric Slide with the waiters at the reception, right?”

Pam snickered and rubbed her fingers on Rob’s chest. “Yeah, she’s pretty cool. We’ll go visit her when we get back from our honeymoon so she can get to know you properly.”

“I hope she likes me. I’d hate to not be what she expected.”

“Oh don’t worry. I told her all about you. I told her how we have a lot of fun together. How you’re really funny. I told her you were perfect.”

“Perfect?” Rob blinked and relaxed into the bed. “Perfect for what?”

“Perfect for me.” Pam laughed, “So you and your little friend better keep up with me.”

“Little? I thought you said he was perfect? Sheesh. Women!”

She shook her head and grabbed Rob’s cock. “Men!”

THE END