Haley the Sexy Bride
Keywords: Haley, the, Bride, Sexy,
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Over the years I have received numerous private correspondence with regard to my publications on Literotica, some derogatory, many more complimentary and some wanting to tell their own sexy story. I have quite a few being rewritten or edited at the moment.
Recently I have been corresponding with a sexy young lady called Haley, a married woman. Her story is sexy and exciting but has the most dramatic ending and perhaps a stark warning to all of us in the business of pornography.
Here is her letter requesting me to publish her story on Literotica.
Dear Mr Yano,
I have no idea how I discovered Literotica and, indeed your stories which I now love to read regularly. Perhaps if I had known of them earlier, life would be different today.
As discussed in our correspondence I have written and attached my own true story and look forward to reading it someday on Literotica.
I will send you my complete wedding album very soon but please don"t pass on any of my photos, not yet anyway.
Love, Haley
And now for her true tale: Enjoy, and if you do enjoy it please let her know that you did by voting for it.
Many thanks, Yano
Right from the time when I first met Sam he made it clear he wanted to take me to bed.
I had only been going out for a few weeks with my boyfriend Jim, now my husband, when I met his friend Sam. I was still unsure about the future with Jim so I kept putting Sam off, gently.
"Not at the moment," I would say, keeping my options open and asking myself what was I really doing refusing this gorgeous hunk.
Even as he danced me around the floor on my wedding day he was so flattering and so handsome and a lesser woman may have been tempted when he jokingly suggested we go upstairs for a quickie.
He soon became a regular Wednesday night visitor to the house and we continued our flirting. I began to tease him a little with some very short skirts and low cut tops. I could see the huge bulge in his trousers and sometimes wished I could take it out. My husband appeared to have lost interest in sex after only a few months of marriage, and then he got a motorbike. I became secondary to the bike and I also lost Sam for a while as the novelty of the new bike took both of them out on it on Wednesday nights.
Then Jim had to go on a course in connection with his work. Four weeks away and home at weekends. It was the time I had been waiting for, so I called up Sam and asked him to help me move something in the house. He duly obliged and then he showed he was still very interested in me when he gave me a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck to show the feeling was mutual. I asked him if he still wanted to have sex with me. I was stunned by his reply.
"Only if you look like this."
He opened his wallet and gave me a photograph.
"Are you serious?"
"Very," he replied as he made for the door, a possible attempt to try to prompt me for an early answer.
"Maybe next time. I need to think."
"Same answer as always," he complained as he left.
I looked at the photo many times over twenty-four hours or so and thought long and hard about his request. Finally, the following afternoon, I decided to call him up and tell him I would do it. I didn"t want to lose him again so I arranged for him to visit me that night and to come in through the back door when he arrived. I would be ready.
I was standing in the living room, my heart booming in my chest. I heard the back door open and Sam called it was him. He seemed to take forever to open the door to the living room where I was. When the door did open it opened slowly. Quite shyly his naked body emerged from the kitchen. He had removed all of his clothes and now he stood before me naked, his semi erection, long and fat like I had always imagined it to be.
"Wow," he gasped, on seeing me " I can"t believe we are together like this," he continued as he walked towards me and I held out my hands to welcome him.
"I feel wonderful and awful all at the same time," I admitted as Sam held my hands and looked at me. He lifted my veil from my face and stepped forward to kiss me.
Yes, I was in my wedding dress, just like I was when Sam was so flattering and so suggestive at my wedding, only this time he was pressing his naked body against the bulk of my gown.
I held his cock in my lace gloved hand as we kissed, long and hard, passionately, wildly, our hands exploring each other, his caressing the huge springing skirt of my bridal gown and then fondling my breasts, the low cut of the bodice accentuating my cleavage which amused him immensely. I continued to hold his cock in my right hand and used my left to press on his naked buttocks and pull him closer to me.
Our breathing was now heavy, erratic even, as Sam spoke a few words between each kiss.
"I want you Haley. I want you like nothing else in this World. I"ve wanted you since the day I first laid eyes upon you. You are stunningly beautiful and tonight you look like a Princess, the same princess that you were on your wedding day. If I had got you alone that day I might have raped you, I wanted you so much. I felt it should have been me and you, that you should have been my bride, that you really wanted to be my bride. I would have done anything to prove my love for you and I dream constantly of burrowing up under your gown to remove your panties with my teeth and then lick you until you cum in my mouth."
Sam was looking right into my eyes as he spoke. I could feel the love coming from him and I could see it too as he used my long flowing veil to work on his rigid standing cock.
"This is so wonderful being with you Haley, naked with my lovely bride, a dream come true, your magnificent dress spread out around us, I just love it."
I had to stop him, he was masturbating as he rubbed my veil and train all over his body.
"I have some good news for you honey – I couldn"t find my panties."
I still felt extrememly strange (was it conscience) dressed in my wedding gown in front of a naked masturbating man. That first time I was very apprehensive and yet excited about encouraging him to lick my cunny. My husband had done it only once.
Sam took the hint and suddenly I lost my feeling of guilt. Suddenly I was immersed in exhilaration, the tingling in my nerves as I helped him lift my bulky gown to give him access to my honey pot. I looked at myself in the large mirror at the end of the room as I repositioned my gown and made it look like I was there by myself, posing in front of the mirror, spreading my expansive gown and train across the floor behind me. Underneath Sam was taking his time. He ran his hands up my stocking covered legs. Each time I thought he was going to touch my hot and pulsating pussy but he stopped on reaching my suspender straps. There was lots of swishing movement from my gown and then Sam"s legs emerged from under my train, he was lying flat on his back. There was still lots of swishing but not much else until I heard him give an ecstatic groan.
He was still pleasuring himself, his cock immersed in the layers of tulle of my gown creating an immense sensation in his stiff rod. I decided to take the initiative before it was too late.
Gently I lowered myself towards him, guessing, under all my layers, to where his mouth might be. I could feel his head with my feet, one on either side, and just aimed for there. I lifted and spread my gown out as I got lower and lower, his hands reached my buttocks and guided me towards him until we connected. It was wonderful. His tongue was reaching out, awaiting the arrival of my pussy. Tremors of pure ecstasy rushed through my entire body as Sam held my squatting body aloft with one hand and guided his tongue and fingers into my eager love hole. I pushed myself into his face my clitoris begging for attention as his tongue explored the deepest crevasses of my cunt. Then suddenly tongue and clit connected and I was gone. My gasps of joy filled the room and reached the ears of my licker deep below the layers of my bridal gown and petticoats. Like a terrier at a rabbit hole his tongue licked endlessly at me only stopping to allow his teeth a little nibble at my own erection. I was no longer able to stay upright and dropped forward onto my hands, my knees now on either side of his head, the movement of my gown across his erection creating a moments respite as he cried in his own delight. His hands pulled me into his face again and I could feel my explosion building to a climax.
"Sam, I want you Sam. Sam, Sam, Sam," I remember, gasping for breath. "Rape me Sam. Please, please, please. I want you to……Ah."
My whole body exploded, I had never ever experienced an orgasm like this before. I shook from head to toe, my breathing loud and fast, my cries quite possibly heard through the wall by my neighbours. I was out of control as Sam continued to lick and suck and drink me. I was begging him to fuck me, language I had never really used before.
"Fuck me Sam, I want your huge cock in me. I want you to explode into me. Please Sam, please fuck me in my wedding gown. I don"t care I just want you darling I want your baby. Please fuck me Sam."
All the time orgasm after orgasm rattled through me. I was weak, no longer able to hold my head up and the bulk of my gown cushioned the blow as it dropped to the floor and my gown and petticoats filled in around me. Sweat ran from my face and dripped onto the satin and brocade as Sam came to a halt beneath.
We rested as we were, and then he began to struggle to find his way out the satin of my gown, sticking to him just like it was to me. Gently he rolled me onto my back. I looked up at him and smiled. His cock was big but not erect so I gathered in some of my veil and surrounded it as I gently teased him. It had the desired effect and he soon wanted to fuck me. I insisted in leaving my bridal gown on.
I lay back and watched as my naked lover teasingly rolled back layer after layer of my gown and underskirts. I watched his shaft, thick and long and how he kept it that way by gently brushing each layer over it as he gradually uncovered my still pulsating cunt.
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Keywords: Haley, the, Bride, Sexy,