On my wedding day, I realized that cuckolding was going to be the only way my marriage would last.
All of my life I’ve been a size queen. Nothing looks or feels as good as a thick 9-inch cock sliding into my pussy. But here I am marrying a guy that is packing a sad, sorry 6-inch weenie. If I can’t have a regular injection of big dicks in my life, I’m going to turn into a cheating whore, and there is no way this marriage will last. Introducing my husband-to-be to the world of cuckolding is the only way this will work.
All of my life I’ve been a size queen. Nothing looks or feels as good as a thick 9-inch cock sliding into my pussy. But here I am marrying a guy that is packing a sad, sorry 6-inch weenie. If I can’t have a regular injection of big dicks in my life, I’m going to turn into a cheating whore, and there is no way this marriage will last.
I had an hour before the wedding was supposed to begin.
My hair and makeup were perfections, and I look stunning in my white wedding dress. I was standing in the chapel, making sure that the pastor had everything he needed for the ceremony when Dario, one of the groomsmen, walked into the room. Dario and I had dated when we were in high school. I knew there was a mighty trouser snake in his pants and that he knew how to use it. Seeing how handsome Dario looked in his tux brought back memories of his thick mushroom head spreading my pussy open and the way I would scream when his 8.5-inch cock would bottom out inside of me.
My pussy was dripping at the thought of having Dario in me one more time. I asked the pastor to excuse me; then I asked Dario to help me with something in a small office we had set up for the bridal party.
As soon as I got Dario into the room, I was fumbling with his pants to get his cock out. I dropped to my knees in my beautiful, white wedding dress, sliding Dario’s long, thick cock into my mouth. One of the greatest feelings in the world is feeling a massive cock get hard in my mouth as I run my tongue up and down its shaft. With his cock rock hard, Dario grabbed me by the hair and lifted me to my feet. Dario dropped to the floor, reached under my wedding gown and began sliding my panties down. I spread my legs so that Dario could slide his thick fingers into my pussy.
His touch made my pussy drip with desire. I pulled my wedding gown over my hips and propped my leg up on a chair, my wet pussy in begging for Dario to fuck me. Dario happily obliged sliding his thick pole inside of me. There is nothing better than the feeling a man with a thick cock spreading my pussy open. It is a feeling that I am not willing to give up just because I’m getting married.
Just as Dario had established the perfect stroke, my fiancee came into the room.
His mouth dropped open when he saw Dario’s cock balls deep into me. I pushed back into Dario’s cock to keep him from pulling out. I told my stunned fiancee to sit down on an office chair in front of me. My fiancee didn’t scream or yell, he sat down quiet and stunned as Dario pumped faster into my pussy. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way, “ I said sweetly to my fiancee, “but I’, addicted to big cocks and being married to you isn’t going to change that.”
My fiancee nodded in stunned silence as he moved to pull out his tiny cock.
“Stop it!” I snapped at him, “I don’t want you to get cum on your tux.”. My fiancee squirmed in his chair as Dario shot a massive load of cum into my pussy.” I looked at the clock, and we still had 15 minutes before the wedding is supposed to start. I sat down on top of the desk in front of my fiancee and told him to clean me up. Without a second thought, he dropped to his knees and began sucking and licking Dario’s cum out of my pussy.
When he was finished, I pulled down my dress and straightened his tie. “Now you know,” I whispered to him gently, “for me to be truly happy in this marriage, I need to be allowed to have a big cock in me whenever the craving hits. You’re going to have to adjust to cuckolding” He smiled at me and said “Happy wife, happy life.” We kissed deeply; I could still taste the mixture of cum and pussy on his lips. A few seconds later, the wedding march started, and we made our way happily down the aisle.
