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mast, fantasy, oral, mf, ff

Public Sex 05
My Fantasy Wedding


The following story should only be read by those who are not offended by
stories of a sexual
nature.  The content is graphic and SHOULD NOT BE READ BY THOSE UNDER 18
YEARS OF
AGE.  It is the author's belief that you are entitled to read this type of
material and it is a
protected right under the United States Constitution.  If you enjoy this
story, let me know.


WHILE MOST OF MY STORIES ARE WRITTEN IN NARRATIVE FORM, I HAVE DECIDED TO
WRITE THIS ONE FROM MY PERSPECTIVE AS I FEEL IT ENHANCES THE MENTAL
ASPECTS OF THIS FANTASY.


	Tomorrow, I will marry Tom.  I have waited my entire life for this day to
come.  Tom and I
have known each other for one year.  We met at work.  Tom is 25 years old and
owns his own
political consulting firm.  I am 23 and working as a consultant for Tom's
firm.  The job requires a
great deal of ambition and an aggressive nature.  I am the only woman working
there and
sometimes I feel the stress is too much, but I love the job.
	Shortly after we began dating, our third date to be exact, Tom and I began
having sex.  I
had been with other guys and he with other women.  I must admit I was
somewhat frightened at
the speed at which our relationship was growing.  Tom took control of the
situation and began
telling me what he wanted me to do to him.  I found this to be a real
turn-on.  Most of the guys I
had dated seemed hessitant at taking control.  I think they were afraid of
being charged with
rape or something.  After spending my days telling political candidates what
they should and
should not do, it was a real treat to come home and have a man take over.
	When we decided to get married, I explained to Tom that I wanted him to be
in charge of
our married life.  He had a puzzled look on his face.  I explained that I
wanted a husband who
was not afraid of his masculine side and one who would protect me and take
care of me.  In
return I promised that I would submit to him all of these powers.  I promised
to continue the
active sex life that we currently enjoyed and to only say no to his sexual
advances when my
health was a factor.  I was to please him whenever he asked.  He had to obey
two rules, 1) if I
did not want intercourse, he would accept another form of my pleasing him.
2) he would protect
me from all dangers
	It was after this conversation that the idea came to Tom.  Instead of having
bachelor's
parties we would have a ceremony the night before our wedding in which we
would take the
vows set forth in our conversation.
	I was not very anxious at first.  I was uncomfortable saying these things in
front of our
friends.  Tom then decided for me.  He explained that if we have separate
parties, there would
be strippers and sex involved with strangers.  I was taken back by this
statement because I
would never think of cheating on him.  He also suggested we only invite close
friends and
explain the subject matter to them.  I didn't want Tom sleeping with some
scanky dancer, so I
agreed.
	Since I was responsible for 90% of the wedding planning, Tom agreed to do
all the
preparations for what we called the "Vows of Submission and Protection".  I
must admit that I
was getting excited about it.  I would not have to do anything but show up
and declare myself to
him.
	
	I came home from work at noon so I could finish some of the important
details of the
wedding.  When I walked into our bedroom, I discovered a group of wrapped
packages on the
bed.  They all had tags saying they were for me, from Tom.  A note on top of
one package
informed me that I was to open these and wear them to tonight's ceremony.
	The first package contained white stockings and a garter belt.  The second,
a half cup
bra, which supported my breasts but did nothing to cover them up.  The third
present was a
beautiful white hat, with flowers all around it.  The next package I opened
had a dress which
resembled a wedding dress, but was very short.  The final package was the
largest and my
mouth dropped as I inspected its contents.  Inside was an aray of items
including, a razor, some
scissors, a camcorder, a large dildo, a picture of a nude woman, and a tape
player with cassette
tape labeled "Play Me".
	As I listened to the tape of Tom's voice, I knew that he had much more
planned for
tonight than just saying our "vows".  He was planning on showing me off to
our friends.  Fear set
in and I wanted to call off this ceremony.  The last thing I wanted was to
have our friends seeing
me in the nude.  I had often fantasized about exhibiting my "goods" but now I
was scared of the
thought.  I knew I could not cancel our evening, it would start the marriage
off on the wrong foot
if I was to renig on my promises.
	The recording continued with Tom instructing me to shave my pubic region,
leaving
some of my auburn hair but keeping it trimmed very close.  I was to look at
the picture of the
naked woman to see what specifications he was refering to.  I had never
shaved there before.  I
heard so many stories of how much it itched.  I knew Tom liked his ladies to
be close shaven or
bald "down there", from the assortment of magazines he kept on the subject.
I was also to
videotape myself as I was shaving.  Tom said this would be my present to him.
	And finally, Tom suggested that once I was done shaving, I use the large
dildo (he
claimed it was 10") to make myself cum.  This too was to be part of the video
recording but was
entirely voluntary.  I was upset with his final direction as it was not his
usual aggressive self.  He
was not telling me to masturbate but saying I could if I wanted.  I didn't
figure I would since I had
so much else to do.
	I went to the bathroom and trimmed and shaved my pussy hairs until they were
cropped
very close to my skin.  I set the camcorder on a tripod we had and filmed the
entire process.  I
was thinking, how can this get Tom off?
	When I was confident my pubic hair would meet with his satisfaction, I
stared at it in the
full length mirror.  I was surprised to see and feel the stirrings of arousal
from my pussy.  After
admiring my work for a brief time, I decided that I would masturbate for Tom.
It would make a
great gift and allow him to masturbate while looking at me instead of the
women in his
magazines.
	I set the camera up in our bedroom and lay spread-eagled on the center of
the bed.  I
began slowly running my fingers along my breasts.  I wuld squeeze the nipples
and then
continue the journey down my belly.  As my fingers came to my thighs I slowly
ran the tips
against my glistening clitoris.  The sensations were immediate and the
yearnings became too
intense.  I dipped a finger into the warm, moist confines of my sex.  This
sent another wave of
sensations through my body.
	I continued to pleasure myself, closing my eyes and dreaming of Tom's huge
cock.  I
was lost inside my sexual desires as I felt an orgasm building inside me.  I
stopped, not wanting
these sensations to end.  I felt a strong need to have a cock inside me.
While I have a large
appetite for sex, these urges were strong even for me.
	I remembered the dildo and reached over to the night table to get it.  It
was very similar
to Tom's cock.  As a matter of fact, it almost looked as if he had it made
from a mold of his own
penis.
	My pussy was very wet and I could not dally around with the preliminary
stuff.  I wanted
a cock and the only one available was this rubber one.  I tried to shove it
inside me but could not
get it all in without some pain.  I slowed and allowed my cunt muscles to
adapt to its size and
then proceeded.  Once the entire shaft was inside me, I began pumping it in
and out of my
quivering vagina as fast as I could.  I had forgotten about the camcorder and
could focus on only
one thing....getting myself to cum.	
	As the familiar tingles of my orgasm began rocking my inner being, I was now
holding
the dildo with both hands and ravaging myself with it.  I couldn't take much
more, I had to cum.
As the walls of resistance finally broke down, waves of desire and pleasure
sent my body into
spasms.  All of this being captured by the camera for my husband-to-be.
	When I came down from my orgasm, I cleaned up myself and began preparing for
this
evening.  I put the clothing on as I was instructed.  The dress was so short
it barely covered my
crotch.  You could see the bands of the garter that were holding the
stockings up.  I was not
allowed to wear panties.  I looked in the mirror and admired my beauty there.
Just looking at
myself in this slutty outfit, knowing that everyone would be watching me,
caused more wetness
to begin seeping from my honey pot.

	Tom arrived home only an hour before the ceremony was to begin.  I was
laying on the
bed, wanting to make love.  Of course we couldn't, it would be a 30 minute
drive back to the
office.  The ceremony was going to be conducted in the boardroom.  Tom
grabbed his tuxedo
and threw it in the car.  I went to grab something to cover myself, since the
car is a convertable
and we would be spending a great deal of the drive on the highway that loops
through town.
Tom grabbed my coat from me saying, "NO YOU DON"T!, It is warm out and you
don't need a
coat."  I protested briefly and as usual he won.
	As I climbed into the car, I noticed that when I sit, the hem of the dress
became much
higher.  It would be easy for anyone driving next to us to see my pantiless
crotch.  The top of the
dress was a very sheer white jacket and my breasts were very obvious to all
who wanted a peek.
The brisk air added to their noticeability as my nipples grew very large.
	On the drive to the ceremony, I lost track of the number of truckers who
blew their horns
as they passed, showing their appreciation for the view.  My long legs
accentuated the
shortness of the dress and gave them a wonderful view.  I became very horny
as I thought of
what else blew in those trucks.

	We arrived at the office only ten minutes before everthing was to begin.  I
asked Tom
how many people he had invited but he wouldn't tell me.  As a matter of fact,
he didn't say much
of anything.  We parked the car and Tom instructed me to stay in the car.  He
would change in
his office and send Jennifer, (our receptionist), to get me when it was time.
	I could not believe he invited Jennifer.  He knew I had fantasies about
involving her in our
bedroom activities, but I have to work with her!  I wondered how many other
people from work
were invited?
	Fifteen minutes later, Jennifer came to get me.  She was wearing a very nice
dress.  It
flattered her slender body.  I laughed thinking she looked as if she was
going to a wedding.  I
asked Jennifer questions about what she knew.  She did not say anything.  She
only handed me
a piece of paper that said, "I am not to speak, only to lead you to your
coranation."
	We rode the elevator, without saying a word, to the 8th floor.  As we walked
down the
hallway to the boardroom, I could feel the aching beginning in my loins.  I
had no idea who
would be there or what my future husband planned on having me do once we
arrived.
	Jennifer motioned for me to stay in the hall until she came back out.  She
was only
away briefly.  I followed her into the same boardroom I had been in many
times before.  I
glanced around the room, scared to make eye contact with anyone.  There were
about 30
people in the room.  Almost everyone from work had been invited.  My eyes
darted from face to
face.  Besides my coworkers, there were; my sister and her husband, my kid
brother, Tom's
three sisters as well as two of his three brothers,  Jennifer, Nancy (a
friend of mine from
college), Bill (an ex-boyfriend of mine), and Alexandria (Tom's
ex-girlfriend).  But as my gaze
reached the far end or the table, I received the biggest surprise....Three of
our top clients, all very
distinguished U.S. Senators; Senator Nathaniel Hope (D-MO),  Sen. Mark Hyde
(R-TN), and
Sen. Joyce McCoy (R-TX).
	I felt very warm as my face flushed with the embarassment of knowing all
these people
were here to witness my submission to Tom.  These were people who felt I was
very strong
minded and now they would know the truth; I want to be sexually dominated for
the rest of my
life.
	The initial humiliation had not even settled in entirely, when I saw what
they had been
watching while waiting on me.   The wall-sized projection TV was filled with
the image of my
masturbation scene from earlier in the day.  I felt so low at that point.  I
was mad but I wasn't
angry.  Tom broke the scilence by announcing to me, "Honey, we were just
watching you enjoy
your afternoon off."
	I couldn't bring myself to say anything.  I simply nodded my head and looked
back to the
screen.  "Everyone thinks you did a good job shaving your pussy", Tom
continued, "Jennifer
wants you to shave her when we get back from our honeymon."  Again I could
only nod.
	I felt everyone's eyes piercing my scant clothing.  It felt as if they were
trying to burn
them off of me with their X-ray vision.  Tom walked back to where I was
standing and escorted
me to the front of the room.  Standing at the front was Judge John Sullivan.
He was to be the
"master of ceremonies".
	As I arrived at my position I knew everyone was looking at my ass.  If they
looked close
enough they could see the bottom curves that hung below the hemline of the
dress.  Judge
Sullivan was smiling as he gave a few remarks about the ceremony.  He
explained to everyone
in attendance that at the end of the ceremony, I would be required to fulfill
any and all of Tom's
sexual fantasies.  Tom would be required to assure I was given a good place
to live and
protection from evil forces.  I wasn't sure what "evil forces" was suppose to
mean but I said
nothing.
	I began feeling a little more at ease as we recited the oaths Tom wrote for
the event.  I
also rationalized that Tom would not get too carried away since our siblings
were here.  I was
only too grateful he did not invite my parents.
	When the judge was finished and pronounced us as one for our coupling, he
turned to
Tom and said, "You may now take command of your bride."
	Tom took my hand and gently kissed it.  He looked at me, the love piercing
through my
soul, and said, "Holly, we must pay the good judge for his services.  I have
no money so you
must pay him."
	I looked at him with shock in my eyes, I hadn't brought any money, How was I
to pay
him?  Then I saw the twinkle in his eye as he pushed me to my knees.  I felt
the throbbing of my
heart as I reached out to unzip the judges pants.
	I was to give him a blow job in front of all these people, all my friends.
I was torn
between the feeling of humiliation and sexual desire.  As the judge's cock
was freed from his
trousers, Tom said, "Holly, you must be on your HANDS and knees for this."  I
knew the purpose
was to allow everyone an unobstructed view of my shapely ass cheeks.
	I obeyed my husband-to-be.  When I was on my hands and knees, I again took
hold of
Judge Sullivan's cock and brought it to my lips.  As I was doing this, Tom
walked behind me and
lifted the dress so it would not hide any of my private areas.  I could feel
the moisture building
within my swollen pussy lips.  I knew the three Senators were sitting close
enough they could
see the gapping hole of my cunt.  I could not see any of them, so I was
forced to imagine what
they were doing.
	My attention became focused on the oral duties before me.  Judge Sullivan's
penis was
about 6-7 inches long, but quite thick.  I allowed the head of his manhood to
become engullfed
into my mouth.  I could feel it growing harder as I continued to take more of
him into my mouth.
It was not long before I had the entire shaft in me, my lips touched the base
of his pelvic area.
The judge began thrusting his cock inside my throat, while his hands held the
back of my head.
He was setting the pace, and it was a furious one.  He continued fucking my
mouth for only
about a minute longer before his moans became louder and he finally screamed,
"OOOOHHH I
AM CUUUMMMING!"  I braced myself for the load he was going to shoot into my
belly.  But
instead he withdrew his penis from my small warm mouth and began shooting
jets of warm,
sticky semen all over my face.  I tried to swallow some but Tom insisted I
close my mouth.  I
was to be bathed in the Judge's sperm.  As I knelt there motionless, Judge
Sullivan continued
stroking his cock and spraying load after load of his cum against my face and
into my long red
hair. The judge replaced his cock into his pants saying, "Damn Tom, you have
one helluva
woman there."
	The cum was drying on my face but Tom would not allow me to clean it off.
Instead he
took his hands and grasping a cheek of my ass in each one, he spread my ass
open so
everyone could see my anal opening.  I had promised Tom he would be the first
to take me there
if he married me.  He obviously had decided to claim his prize early.  The
only view I had was to
glance at the projection TV as someone was video taping this for future use.
	Tom took one finger and plunged it into my dripping pussy.  He made sure his
finger
was completely covered with my juices and then shoved it into my ass.  I saw
my tiny anal
opening spread as his large finger began probing where no one had been
allowed before.
There was a sharp pain as he thrust the finger inside me, but it soon
vanished as he withdrew it.
His purpose was only to show everyone that I had never taken a cock in this,
my most private of
orfices.
	Then Tom unzipped his pants and removed his enormous cock through the fly.
He didn't
remove his pants, nor did he even unfasten them.  It was quite a turn on (as
I later watched the
tape) to see his huge 10" cock that was every bit as thick as my wrist,
hanging from his pants
like that.  I felt him push the head of his member into the entrance of my
sweet cunt.  It was
such a tight fit even after the many times he had shoved his tool into that
tiny hole.
	Inch by inch he gradually thrust more of his prick inside.  I knew everyone
was watching
and sharing in our celebration.  When Tom had finally buried his entire
length into my pussy, he
stopped and then began a rythymic thrust.  With each one I could not help but
let out a moan.
	I tried to control the noises coming from my mouth, I knew everyone was
watching.  Tom
continued to thrust inside of me, he was always good in the endurance
category.  While he
ravaged my swollen cunt, Jennifer approached where we were and whispered
something to
Tom.  Tom nodded his acceptance.
	Jennifer walked in front of me.  She lifted her skirt and showed everyone
she was
without panties.  "Lick my cunt, you nasty bitch!", Jennifer commanded.  I
had never seen
Jennifer act this way before.  She was normally so shy and quiet.
	Tom chimed in, "Holly, do anything Jenny wants or asks of you unless I
over-rule her.
You always wanted to make love to her, now is your chance."  I was noe
utterly embarrassed
that everyone knows I had the hots for this young blonde girl.
	Jennifer is a knockout, she is a natural blonde about 19 years old.  She has
eyes that
are so blue they make everyone, man or woman, melt when they look into them.
She was not a
very buxom girl, but what she had was very perky and solid.  I knew this
because she and I go to
the same gym and I had to sneak a look at her in the shower one morning.
	But now Jennifer had changed, I wasn't sure I wanted her this aggressive,
but if Tom
said I must do this then I must.  "I know you want me.  I have seen how you
stop your routine at
the gym early and take a shower whenever I do.", Jennifer said.  She was
right, one day I wasn't
even 10 minutes into my workout when I saw her heading for the showers.  I
didn't think I was
that noticeable but I followed behind her.  Dreaming that someday I would be
able to taste the
sweet juices of her blonde pussy.
	Now, I was given that chance!  But in front of 30+ people.  She brought her
crotch closer
to me and I could already smell the fragrance of her sex.  She was very wet
as I found out when
My tongue first began to dart at her opening.
	Tom had never seen me with another woman.  I had confessed to him that I had
made
love to my roomate in college, Nancy.  Who was also here watching me do
things she taught
me.  Tom was having some difficulty keeping his composure as my tongue
explored the swollen
lips of Jenny's cunt.  I knew he fantasized about making love with Jennifer
as well and he
secretly hoped that if we invited her over he would get to enjoy her also.
The problem was we
did not know if she was bisexual or not.  Now we had a better idea.
	I continued thrusting my long tongue in and out of Jenny while Tom slammed
his cock
deep into my pussy.  When Jennifer grabbed my head and held me against her
sex, my tongue
still embedded deep inside her moist, delicious pussy, it was all Tom could
handle.  He began
thrusting harder and faster and moaning loudly, "YYESS, OOOO hhhhhh YeSSS,
Eat HER
PUSSY Holly, make HER CUM with MEEEEE."  Then Tom slammed his cock one last
time and
buried it into my opening.  He began pumping his seed directly into my womb,
I felt as if I was
overflowing with cum. As his final spurt came to rest inside my burning
snatch, Jennifer began
bucking against my face.  I felt tiny spurts of her shecum draining onto my
tongue.  I began
lapping at the juices with all my effort.  The sweet, tangy taste lingering
on my lips as I delved
deeper into her wanting more of what she offered.
	Jennifer screamed, "OHH YESS, LICK IT!  Please, I want you to TASTE MEEE!"
I felt
the shudders of my first orgasm of the night roll through my body.  I began
playing with my own
clit hoping to assist myself in this mind shattering orgasm.  I desperatley
wanted Jen and I to
cum together.
	At last we did.  I was gasping for air as Jennifer broke into her second
orgasm, which
was much stronger than her first.  This time the liquid from her pussy was
very thick.  It was
equally as tasty as the first batch but this time was in huge quantities.  I
thrust my ass against
the air, occaisionally hitting Tom's deflated cock.
	Jennifer came down to meet me and began a long passion filled kiss, tasting
her own
juices mixed with the cum of the judge that was splattered there earlier.
She kissed my ear
whispering, "I have always wanted to try that, I have never been with another
woman before."  I
blushed and winked at her.  She concluded, "When you get back from your
honeymoon I will
return the favor."  She smiled, lowered her skirt and returned to the rest of
the group.

to be continued.



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