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Sarah's Wedding Present To Her Husband
by Sarah (address withheld)
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As a young mum with two kids by different dads, it was
time to get married and I had a wedding present for my
new husband, which he wasn't expecting. (MMg, extreme-
ped, inc, bi, voy, 1st)
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Chapter 1
I was 27 years old at the time. A blonde, shapely,
attractive (some, if not every male would say that I
was a sexual fantasy on legs) unmarried mum with two
kids, a young boy of 13 years and a little girl of 9,
each by different fathers. On this particular day, my
children were to change their surnames, as I was
getting married to the man I loved.
The wedding was everything a bride could have wished
for, a flouncy white wedding dress (I know I'm not a
virgin!), a church (I know I am no Christian!), flowers
(I have hay fever), and loads of booze at the
reception.
Families and friends (as well as some not so friendly
guests) all seemed to enjoy themselves, whether it was
the occasion, the booze or the music, I didn't know or
care, but what I did know was that underneath my
wedding dress, my white shear, tight nylon knickers
were so fucking hot, wet, sticky, and sooo smelly I am
sure that all the blokes at the wedding would have
given me all their money just to kneel in front of me,
lift my large, white, frothy wedding dress and
underskirts up and bury their faces into my knickered
snatch. That day I could have been very rich!!!
On purpose, I kept my wedding garments on all day and
night, as I knew they would turn me on to no end, and
indeed they did. Even writing this, my memories are
bringing back the wetness, the heat, the stickiness and
definitely, the smell of that day and night to the
womanly area between my thighs.
It was about 2:00pm and all the guests had pissed off
to wherever they went to sleep, and my 'husband' and I
retired upstairs to bed. OK, we had been living
together for five years, but tonight was special.
Special? More special than my husband could ever dream
of.
We had both drunk a lot of booze, had taken more than
enough cocaine, and we were so fucking randy it was
unbelievable.
He loved the kinky effect my wedding attire was having
on us both and he confessed that one of his fantasies
was to fuck a bride on her wedding day while she was
all togged up in her bridal clothes. My knickers were
sopping wet, stuck deep into my throbbing cunt and the
smell from down there was so pungent, I am sure he must
have smelled my excitement.
I told him to sniff some more coke, as I had a wedding
present that I was sure he wanted. The coke was sniffed
and he lay on the bed waiting for my present.
Chapter 2
I left the room to get his present, but before leaving
I blindfolded him to heighten the surprise. I returned
to our room with his present, and he was lying on the
bed snorting more coke and he had such a large bulge in
his pants.
He asked what his present was and that he wanted to
open it up quick as he needed to fuck me so badly, as
the drink and coke had given him the biggest hard-on he
had ever had. Thing is what he didn't know was, mixed
with the booze I had added copious amounts of Viagra
and his cock by this time was raging and the stiffest
he had ever experienced in all his life... Which was a
bit of an insult to me!
I walked up to him and whispered in his ear things that
I knew would unsettle him and have him wanting sex so
bad, as well as letting him sniff my wet, sticky
finger. I took off the blindfold, having unzipped his
pants and released his flaring erection.
He opened his eyes to see the present I had gotten for
him, my wedding present to him on our wedding day. He
focused and uttered the words, "Fucking Hell!"
I told him I knew it was what he wanted, what he had
wanted for the last five years, what he really wanted
more than anything, even more than me. His eyes stared
as he looked with unbelievable remorse at the present I
had for him.
"You do want it don't you?" I asked to which he replied
in the most definite affirmative.
"So... what you waiting for?" I quizzed, edging him on
to at least show some appreciation of my present, which
was so special, so precious, and so personal to us
both.
"I thought it was what you wanted... I have felt it
since we first met, that it is what you want most of
all?" I asked him.
He replied in a very hesitant voice that, "well yes it
was, but..." the hesitancy was there, although his cock
was enormous, quivering, oozing precum and was being
wanked off by his right hand, which was some indication
of... something I thought. "But, are you sure? Is this
right what you are wanting me to do?" He blurted out.
"I want it, yes, You ask if it is OK, well it is with
me, if it is with you," was my reply, as I wanted him
to accept my gift to him.
"Oh I want it, you don't know how much I want it. Just
look at this, surely that tells you how much I want it"
he said pointing to his slimy hard on.
Chapter 3
"Well? What you waiting for? It's took me a long time
preparing your present and there are some very nice
surprises in store for you..." I encouraged him. You
see, what I had given to him was my 9 year old
daughter!
I had been aware of him getting excited by her and it
was obvious that when he had seen up her skirt. The
times he had "acquired" her knickers to sniff and wank
off with, sex between me and him had been so fantastic.
I knew that it was a result of her... my "daughter
slut", whom he called his "Princess".
The young Slut had been dressed all day and night in
her long bridesmaid's dress (which matched my dress)
and her underwear also matched mine which, for a 9-
year-old girl, was much too sexy... white, shear,
seamed stockings, with long white suspenders and white,
shear, see-through nylon knickers (two sizes too small,
so that they would be tight and would lodge deep
between her pussy lips, which I had coated with thick
red lipstick).
It was a hot day and like mine, the slut's knickers
were hot, wet, sweaty, and very smelly (I had her wear
the knickers for a couple of days and nights prior to
the wedding, just to get them very wet and smelly). The
girl was obviously turned on, as I had checked on her
knickers before we went into my bedroom. She had been
drinking alcohol, and I had given her some coke. I
lifted her dress and kneeled in front of the slut,
sniffing her 9-year-old knickered cunt, which smelled
more than mine and I just had to lick her!
I could not believe what I had done - my head up my 9-
year-old slut's dress, sniffing and licking her well-
worn dirty knickers. But what made it worse was, as I
did this, the slut's cunt ejaculated more female juices
and scents into my mouth. That was definitely my
girl... like mother like daughter!!!!
I was so turned on, I found my finger delving into her
knickered snatch and I ended up frigging her 9-year-old
cunt while hearing her moan and groan as her mum
fingered her sexually excited lips. My finger went in
and out of her wet snatch, making it squelch so loudly.
I knew I had to stop and I withdrew my finger from her
9-year-old, excited, wet cunt and sniffed and sucked my
sopping-wet, sticky, fishy-smelling finger.
My daughter was 9 years young and was in need of sexual
relief! At least I was 13 when I was first fucked
senseless, which happened to be by my pervert of an
uncle (my mum's brother!!!).
Chapter 4
My daughter stood in front of my new husband, her face
all made up and her lips thick with red, sticky
lipstick. Her chubby cheeks and her pouting lips were a
picture of lust, as her blonde curls tumbled down her
thickly-applied makeup-caked face. Her 9-year-old eyes
were fixed on my husband's raging cock, and as she
looked at it and watched it quiver and twitch, her lips
opened and I was sure she was going to go down on him
and give him the best blowjob he had ever had! Her hand
was rubbing her cunt through her dress, she was hot and
so sexed up, she wanted sex so badly, this I
knew...well I was her mother!!!
I gave her some coke and showed her what to do, and she
snorted it like a whore (well, I am a whore!). You do
not know what it is like to see your 9-year-old slut of
a daughter snorting coke, being absolutely sexed up in
need of sex, and to see her knock back a glass of neat
scotch! Believe me I could smell her cunt, and I am
sorry, but this 9-year-old slut was in desperate need
of sexual relief, otherwise she would have gone crazy!
Believe me, to hear your 9-year-old slut of a daughter
say, ", Mummy, I want him to fuck me so much..." makes
your knickers go very wet indeed! But for your 9-year-
old slut of a daughter to say, "Mummy, I want to suck
his cock" well, that makes you cum!
My knickers were in a condition that a sheik would have
made me rich for the rest of my life, I was smelling so
strong, so womanly down below, all because my 9-year-
old "Princess" was sexually frustrated and in need of
sex... with my husband of a few hours.
Imagine it, please, a 9-year-old girl in need of sex to
maintain her sanity! If only you could have sniffed my
knickers.
My 9-year-old slut hitched up her skirt and proceeded
towards my man, and spread herself over his face and
lowered her knickered cunt onto his face. Hell, I was
so turned on by the scene, and even more so as my
slutty daughter turned around and began wanking his
thrusting cock with her little fingers. I found myself
frigging my knickered, hot, sweaty cunt, and the smell
of it got them so aroused.
My new husband was laying there with my slutty
daughter's cunt grinding over his face. I knew he had
wanked off while sniffing her knickers on numerous
occasions, but what he was going to tell me made me
gush juices into my already sopping-wet, smelly
knickers. He asked if my son could wear my daughter's
clothes and asked if he could have him and have him cum
in his mouth.
Chapter 5
I could not believe what he just said, but my cunt was
not only oozing, but it was gushing juices as a result
of what he said!!! My new husband wanted my 13-year-old
son, dressed up in my 9-year-old slutty daughter's
clothes, and to let him cum into my husband's mouth?
Not even my perverted mind could cope with this.
I went to his room and got him out of bed, gave him
loads of coke and made him dress in his sister's
smelly, sweaty clothes, which seemed to excite him! His
13-year-old cock was as hard as my husband's, but his
was thrusting in his 9-year-old sister's cunt-stained
and cunt-smelling knickers.
I had some Viagra left and gave it to him. You should
see what effect Viagra has on a 13-year-old's erection.
The boy was so stiff it looked painful.
I touched it and he went crazy, and told me his mates
wanted me so much and he wanted me, his mother to suck
him off!! I told him I had something better for him and
led him into our bedroom, where my husband was wanking
furiously at the sight of my 13-year-old son dressed as
a bridesmaid.
My son instantly knew what to do and went down on him
and sucked him off. You should have seen how much spunk
my husband let fly into my 13-year-old son's mouth.
All night the two of them had the most lustful sex
while my daughter and I reciprocated and sniffed,
licked, and fingered each other's slutty cunts.
The next morning the room stank of booze, drugs, cunt
juices, cock, spunk, sweat, and lustful sex.
What happened with the four of us, and the maid, is
another story...
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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