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A 23 year old woman discovers the power of satisfying sex on her wedding day. Too bad the groom misses out.

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A 23 year old woman discovers the power of satisfying sex on her wedding day. Too bad the groom misses out.

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Submitted: October 10, 2016

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Well, it's here. My wedding day. I've dreamt about this since I was a little girl; the beautiful dress, the handsome groom, the guests, the cake. For some reason, I don't feel satisfied. I sit here, gazing into a mirror at my wavy, long blonde hair, my blue eyes looking back at me. I love Logan, I really do, but something's missing. Maybe I'm over thinking it, maybe I'm just nervous.

There's a knock at my dressing room door, I know it's almost time to walk down the aisle of this beautiful luxury hotel, so I'm half expecting my dad to be there, lending me his palm, but instead I see Mike, Logan's fraternal twin brother. Though they're twins, Mike is much more muscular and masculine, he's also kind of an asshole, where as Logan may be smaller and more submissive, he wouldn't hurt a fly.

"Thought I'd come by to wish you good luck." He talks with a smirk on his face.

I reply, "Thanks, Mike, I'm a little nervous."

"Why's that? You love my brother, right?"

"Yeah," I say with an uncomfortable tone, "I just feel like... we don't connect how we should."

He chuckles, "Yet you agreed to marry him."

I hesitate for a moment. Should I've told him that? I don't trust him.

He takes a step into the room. "Why don't you tell me why you don't connect?" He closes the door.

I get nervous looking into his handsomely confident eyes. "W-well, we get along and he treats me right but... I always wanted something... more. I feel... unsatisfied.

In what seemed like a blur to me, he locked the door, faced me, and placed his warm, strong hands on my shivering little shoulders.

"You want satisfaction?" He asks me rhetorically, "I'll show you what you've been missing." And in one movement, his lips lock with mine, and he pulls my chest against his.

I find myself falling victim to his charm. I move my hands down his waste, and I immediately notice an extremely unfair advantage he has over Logan. Mike is way more... equipped. Physically, he's the man every girl dreams of. Smooth, golden skin. Dark, brown hair. Muscles that convince me he can lift me up with ease. A cock that makes Logan seem like a little girl. A cock that my hand now massaging with slow passion as he slips his fingers in me. He rubs slowly, but it completely overpowers my morals.

I lean over and wrap my lips around his manhood. It's so much, I'm not used to this, but let it reach the back of my throat. He runs his fingers through my hair with such confidence. He knows how much I'm loving this, even though I shouldn't be. But I want more... I want him in me... all the way in.

I lick it like a popsicle. An amazing eight inch popsicle. I run my tongue all the way to the tip. Then I look up at his dominating eyes.

I let him lay me on my back as I pull his pants to his ankles. With his left hand nursing my breasts to a level of life they've never felt, and his right hand pushing my dress up to my waist, he's in. My God! He's huge!

"I-I don't know if I can take you," I whisper in between breaths, "You're way bigger than your brother."

He chuckles, "My brother's never been luckily with girls. Can't blame them for rejecting the four inch wonder."

I moan as he reaches depth never reached by Logan. His hands now firmly gripping my hips. He's so strong! I'm his to use! How ever he wants me, I'm here for his pleasure! I want him to be satisfied.

As I'm thrusted back and forth, my head almost hitting the headboard of the bed that I'm to share with my soon to be husband, I use all my strength to pull down the dop of my dress, exposing my amazingly happy tits, which are bouncing about with joy and pleasure.

He pulls out. Why? I would ask him, but I can barely speak. His strong hands flip me onto my stomach. Oh no. I've never done this before!

"I've always wanted a piece of that ass," he announces as his hands spread my cheeks apart.

He's in. Or at least... entering. It hurts. It honestly hurts so much, but I love it. I love that he found a way to make it fit... a way to connect. I love that he has the confidence to fuck his brothers bride-to-be in the ass minuets before their wedding.

Just as I grip the bars on the headrest hard enough to rip them off, there's a knock at the door.

I hear my dad's voice. "Kaylee? Sweetie, you ready?"

It takes all my might to whimper out, "Yeah."

"It's okay, sweetie," He replies, "I know this is nerve racking, but you got me here to support you. Whenever you're ready.

Mike pulls out one more time, turns me over, and sighs as a hot cream erupts from his oversized, superhuman cock. My tits are glazed in cum. The cum of my fiance's brother. What have I done? Was it worth it? Was cheating on the man that loves me worth the pleasure and satisfaction? Of course it was. I've never felt so good. I'll always be ready to let him in.


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