Experienced: No Better Feeling Than Orgasming Simultaneously With Him Before Being With You! ❤️

A couple days after sharing Naomi the second it was quite obvious that she had been thinking a lot about it when out of the blue she asked "When do you think we can share my pussy again?". I reached up her skirt and felt that she was soaking wet, then told her that we will have to make that very soon and very often, but there will be further rules. The first was that she needed to always dress much more like a slut. I wanted her to look like the slut she is and wants to be, including never a bra or panties. I asked her if she liked that. The answer was "No, but she would do it and she wanted to be my whore".

Experienced: When you first brought it up 😇

Very nice.. Some very similarities, but differences for Naomi and my day as well.

There's one man I can never say no to... Aaron, the man who forever changed the course of me and my husband’s lives. I hate describing him as simply as “my first black cock”. He was, is, and forever will be so much more than that.

Outside of my father, Aaron was the only man whose approval I craved at my wedding. Having sex with him in those final minutes before saying "I do" was my way of telling him that although I’m marrying Mark, a part of me will forever be yours. (yes, you know which part 😉)

Our roles reversed on my wedding day. Normally, he's using me however he likes, but on MY day, I was in control. I took what I wanted and then sent him away; off to stand with Mark as one of his groomsmen where he’d have a perfect view of our first marital kiss.

So how did it happen? We had a plan...

We were getting married in the back yard of Mark’s family home. We (the wedding party) were alone in the house while everyone took their places outside. While the groomsmen huddled with Mark in his parent's bedroom, Kaycee stole Aaron away. Mark's friends know exactly who Aaron is to us (I've slept with most of them, too), but his dad was there as well, which I wasn't expecting.

Ahead of the wedding, Mark and I told our family members that Aaron wasn’t just a good friend of ours, but also of Kaycee’s. We told a sanitized version of how we all became friends since the truth would explode their brains. So, when she pulled Aaron away, there was at least some plausible deniability as she brought him into my room where I was waiting just down the hall to Melissa's (Mark's sister who moved out) old bedroom.

Kaycee brought Aaron to me with Mark, his father, and all his best friends just down the hall. She and the rest of my friends watched as I ordered Aaron onto the bed. I crawled up between his legs and unzipped his pants to remove his already throbbing ten inch black cock.

He knew this was going to happen. He knew what we planned when Mark and I asked him to be a part of our wedding. He knew I wanted his cum—and his cum alone—to drown my insides and drip down my legs while committing my heart to Mark.

I hadn’t yet put my panties on, knowing Aaron would be visiting. After lightly kissing and licking across his shaft and tip, I got on top of his lap. I pulled my dress up and hovered over his cock, about to grind my soak when I felt his cock slashing through my lips. My girlfriend Scarlett had taken him in hand to guide him inside me as I froze, hovering over him, letting her tease me until I couldn’t stand living another second without feeling his massive black cock deep inside me…

I tried not to moan too loudly as I lowered onto him, taking more than Mark could ever dream of giving me and I still had half of him to go. I didn’t want to ruin my dress, but I absolutely wanted to ruin his black pants. I wanted everyone to see the puddles of my juices and cum as I said "I do" to Mark.

I rode Aaron slow and deep while my friends watched. Those whose eyes met mine told the same story—they’d never seen anything as beautiful, raw, or intense as this.

Aaron pawed at my thighs, but let me take him as I pleased. He didn’t try to “ruin me” before my wedding—though he could've. My hair and makeup was as good as it’s ever going to get and he let me stay perfect for Mark… Perfect as one rolling orgasm turned into two and then three. I could barely breathe by the time he tensed up and squeezed my ass, telling me without words that he was about to explode.

Knowing it was coming, wanting all of it—every last drop—I took him as deep into my body as any man before him, feeling pressure into my chest. I kept bouncing as he squeezed my ass and forced me ALL the way down and emptied himself inside me.

My friends talked through most of it, if only to hide what we were doing from the boys down the hall, but I was so far removed from their discourse I felt like I was on another planet with Aaron. Like our bed had up and floated away… Until he came. That hot liquid rush sent me right back to where we were and who was down the hall... Mark, the man I love with all my heart.

I got off Aaron's lap and put my panties on, if only to stem the tide of a broken damn from a man that cums a LOT. There was so much that even after Aaron returned to Mark's room and everyone lined up outside, I still felt him inside me, dripping down my leg, as my father walked me down the aisle.

Aaron stood there, a few men down from Mark, watching me recite my vows. I couldn’t help but sneak a peek over, catching his eyes even though I knew I shouldn’t break from Mark’s… That’s just it, though, Mark knows me better than anyone. In some way, Mark probably liked watching my eyes veer off toward Aaron, even in that moment… I do know that he liked the wedding present Aaron left inside me because it was the first thing he reached for as we cuddled in the back of the limo in our first moments as husband and wife.

He wanted to hear every last detail as he fingered Aaron’s cum deeper inside me, but, there’s so much more you need to know about that limo ride and the driver I'd hand-selected without him knowing... so many details that need to be shared—all leading up to Mark telling our Black driver, “I want you to cum inside my wife.”

I will NEVER forget those words or the tone of his voice as he watched that random stranger fuck me with his Big Black Cock in my wedding dress—Right. Over. His. Lap.

XoXo 👑 Jenny

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Well, I'm not sure about that "way more" part at all, but after that first evening of showing them what a slut you are they certainly do like to stop by more often.

Mmmmm I'd love to do that again with you, MrN

Quite possibly our biggest of turn-ons, when Naomi returns home from being my hot blonde slut with her BBC date. She's feeling incredibly sexy and wanting more and can't wait to bend over for me to take her used pussy from behind