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"Really?" a smile crossed Kylie's face.

"Of course. Who wouldn't be what with all that's going on."

"Yeah. It has been hectic these past few days. Look it this way, it'll all be over, come tomorrow. All the planning all the fuss," she smiled half-heartedly.

"It's not just that, while, yes, you're right. It has been rather hectic."

"Not having second thoughts, I hope?"

"What? No. Good God. You?"

"Well...It's okay. It doesn't matter. It's nothing. It's silly," Kylie blushed.

His bride-to-be's words, however, had piqued his interest.

"Hey. No secrets, remember," Graham intoned.

"Well, if you're okay with it. Sexually anxious," Kylie made a revelation of her own.

Graham's bride-to-be was, is amazing, and he knew it. At this point, any doubts about her intentions with him were absurd to even consider. In his eyes, they were perfect for one another, even if that perfection showed itself in slightly unusual ways sometimes.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Kylie asked him.

"I don't know what to say. I mean, I could try, but I'm not even sure I understand my feelings myself."

"Okay. Why don't we try to reason it out together," Kylie, in an upbeat voice, rejoined.

"Okay. Well, to begin with, what did you mean by sexually anxious?" Graham, having hesitated for a moment, enquired of her, only to be interrupted by the waiter bringing them their wine.

"Well?" Graham, an inquisitive smile on his face, urged softly before taking a second sip of his wine.

With a minxy smile on her face, Kylie took a sip from her glass, tasting the fruity Bordeaux, which seemed to give her the courage she needed just then.

"Alright," she smiled. "You can't, in all honesty, tell me, the idea of never fucking anyone else for the rest of your life hasn't crossed your mind."

Graham laughed as he considered his response to his fiancés weighted question.

He looked at her, staring deep into her brown eyes. "Okay," he began. "I admit. it's a little scary to think about."

Sweet relief suddenly washed over them, the heaviness of the air dissipating immediately as a wry smile broke across Kylie's beautiful face. "Okay, so let's do something about it."

"Do something about it?" he asked, confused.

"Yeah," Kylie replied, cautiously, "like, maybe we can get married but not have to restrict ourselves...you know...sexually," a coy smile played across her face.

Her words of sincerity gave Graham food for thought. Understandably, his initial reaction was to protest. However, as he fully digested what his bride-to-be meant and was suggesting, the thought of her being satisfied by men other than him actually turned Graham on.

"Are you alright?" Kylie questioned carefully.

Graham nodded. "I'm fine. That sounds rather nice, to be truthful. As crazy as it sounds, the idea of you fucking other men kind of turns me on."

"Other men?" she clarified. "You mean more than one?"

Graham, speechless, lost for words, simply nodded.

The excitement that filled Kylie's eyes was a revelation to him. The expression on her face said much more than words could ever express.

Seeing her that thrilled, certainly helped dispel any nagging jealousy Graham felt. Replaced by a potent aching arousal, leaving him so horny right then that he'd past the point of considering the consequences, instead, focussing on just how far he could push his lurid fantasy.

"Would you like me to see if I can arrange something for you?" he subsequently asked.

"Okay. Sure," Kylie, a smile of approval on her face, admitted.

"Let me see what I can do," Graham smiled moments before their food arrived at their table.

Chapter 2:

Low and behold, at 15 minutes past the hour of 3 pm, the bride-to-be and her groom were now Mr and Mrs Fulton.

It was a small gathering inside a moderate sized church. Small enough that they held the reception at their home; Kylie having moved in with her fiancé not long after they got engaged.

Around 6 pm, Graham called time, saying: "We've got a plane to catch, so..." intimating their remaining guests leave them to get changed from their bridal outfits and, who knows, enjoy the fruits of being husband and wife.

Having seen the last of their wedding guests out and waved them off, Graham, as is traditional, picked his bride up in his arms and dutifully carried her over the threshold.

"You remembered," she smiled before planting a kiss on him.

"That was wonderful. You're wonderful. I'm so happy," Kylie swooned.

"Hello, and where are you taking me, Mr Fulton?" she smiled, inquisitively, when he didn't set her down, and, instead, carried her to their bedroom.

"Have we got time?" she smiled, knowingly, pussy wet, lacy white thong damp and warm around her silky smooth mound, clit throbbing, nipples tightened into stiff peaks beneath the fabric of her wedding dress.

"Close your eyes. I've got a surprise for you," Graham smiled back at her.

"Have you now?" Kylie, having some idea what it might just be, sounded enthralled.

With a thrill of excitement pulsing inside her, adding to everything else she felt, Kylie reached down a hand and dropped the handle, the door swinging slightly open by a small crack.

"Okay. Eyes closed," she giggled and they were.

Using his elbow, Graham eased the door further open and carried his sexy bride of just a few hours inside, where, as she would soon discover, Alan, the groom's best man and two of his buddies, Cedric and Xander, were waiting.

Upon setting his wife down, Graham announced, "Okay. You can open them now."

"Oh, Graham!" Kylie exclaimed, eyes not just open but agog at what she saw stood before her.

"Are they all for me?" she regaled, eyes fixed on the trio of men, two white while Cedric was black, each one wearing just a smile and a pair of black satin boxer shorts.

"All for you, sweetheart," Graham concurred with a nod behind her, his dick already hard with arousal inside his pants.

"Be a love, and help me with my zip," Kylie instructed him, tongue sliding from one side of her mouth to the other in anticipation of getting her lips around their hidden cocks.

"Thank you," she cooed before stepping out of her wedding dress and dropping to her knees before the three men.

"Let's see what you've got hidden in your shorts, guys," she crooned, hands moving towards Alan, stood in the middle.

Graham watched from the side as Kylie, his new bride and wife, reached for the side of his best man's shorts. She hesitated, head dropping, nose brushing the bulge that tented them, lips brushing his shaft as she moved further up his length.

"That feels like a long one, Alan. Is it big also?" Kylie pondered.

"Let's see!" she exclaimed, abruptly yanking at his shorts, freeing his cock as she did, feeling it slap her forehead.

"Will you look at that," she gasped, hands reaching for and stroking his meaty, thick shaft.

"I'm impressed," Kylie, lust burning in her brown eyes, rejoiced at what she felt, what she had a hold of and was slowly stroking.

"I so want this cock of yours deep inside my throat, deep inside everywhere," Graham's wife, thong ever more damp, let her desires and needs be known, voice husky, breathing shallow, tits undulating in response, nipples firm like pencil rubbers they noticed.

"Everywhere?" Graham, concerned, asked.

"There are three of them. Four if you're intending joining in," Kylie, as if husband Graham wasn't in the room just then, eyes feasting on the cock in front of her, crooned.

"Yeah, four cocks and three holes. I want one of you in my ass," she made it clear, despite husband Graham's presence.

"Alright!" a more than pleased best man intoned, seconds before he felt the woman knelt before him swish and then swirl her tongue around the head of his cock.

"Oh, yes. That feels so good. Suck it. Yeah. All the way down," he moaned, eyes watching Graham's wife as she slid her warm wet lips over the tip of his cock, hands on either side reaching out for and stroking those of the groomsmen, despite being covered in their silk wrapping.

"Let me show you," Alan said, hands reaching for and grabbing a hold of Kylie's head. He held it still and began working his hips back-and-forth, face-fucking Graham's wife as he watched, pretty much all he could do, dick throbbing with arousal and hard inside his pants.

When Alan took himself from her, a thick string of drool hung from the bride's chin, while several thin ones hung between that of Kylie's lower lip and the head of Alan's cock before they broke off and splashed on her tits.

"Add some more. I've a mind to slide my big long cock between those lovely big tits of yours," Alan announced.

"Nu-uh. I've got this," he said when she reached to cup her 38D breasts in ofference to him.

"You just keep stroking their cocks. Maybe free them first," he suggested, hands reaching for and arresting Kylie's tits, encasing his firm slick cock within their snug warmth.

Despite Graham's wife's concentration focussed on keeping her head bowed, eyes forward, so that Alan's cock popped inside her mouth with each measured upswing of his hips, she managed to free first Cedric's and then Xander's cock from its place of concealment and was once again stroking their warm fleshy shafts.

"That'll do," Alan soon announced, calling time on him cumming.

"Let the others have a go," he directed matters. In doing so, he helped her up off the floor and, with a hand on her chest, lightly pushed Kylie back onto the bed.

Her eyes followed Xander and Cedric as they made their way around the bed. Graham's wife, however, was ahead of them, wriggling her ass and hips further across the bed, head part hung over the edge as she looked forward to a serious deep throat fucking from at least one of them while, like Alan, they each had the length if not the width.

Just then, a deep gasp escaped her lips when Alan's hand slid between her legs, discovering her slick arousal. "She's so fucking wet," he grunted, thrusting two fingers inside her.

Pleasure spiked through Kylie's core as Alan's fingers pumped into her tight wet channel. "Lick me," she whimpered, desperate for more.

Alan drew up her legs and with a quick snatch of her lacy thong had it pulled free of her hips. He gazed at her slick smooth cunt for several seconds, mesmerized by it, almost, as he slowly drew the damp material up her near vertical legs.

He growled low in his throat, dropping to his knees in front of her. His hot breath ghosted over her for a second before his tongue delved between her folds, licking and gently sucking.

"Urm, hurm," she moaned and hummed around Cedric's long black dick, tongue sliding from side to side as he pumped it in-and-out of her throat. He threw back his head and growled at her.

‘Yes, fuck me, make me cum,' she urged Alan, fingers once more inside her pussy as he voraciously licked, nibbled and sucked her clit. The sensation was intense, almost too much to bear, heat coiling low in her belly as her climax built.

"She's about to cum. You are, aren't you," he smiled up at her before resuming.

Graham's wife was that and more. She had her legs bent and open wide, a hand on the back of Alan's head, hips soon to buck at him, as she stroked Xander's cock. He, in turn, reached down and was playing with her generous tits, adding to the sensations that built up into an orgasmic crescendo.

With both hands on Kylie's humid thighs, Alan managed to hold her down as he pumped his tongue back-and-forth inside her convulsing, spasming pussy. Nevertheless, despite the intensity and euphoria that surfed through her body, she managed to wiggle her hips from side to side as he slurped at her flooded folds.

"She's got a sweet-tasting pussy, guys," a slated Alan, lips glossy from her climatic juices, announced to the others.

"Has she now!" Cedric exclaimed, shortly before her withdrew himself from the warm wet sanctuary of her mouth.

It carried on like that for a while. Each of Graham's invited friends getting a taste of her pussy after he had fucked her throat, Alan for a second time.

"One of you fuck me. Treat me like your prize slut," Kylie, legs open all the more for them, appealed.

"Okay. Let's have you up on all fours, though, a cock at both ends," Alan suggested and Graham's wife was quick to get into position.

"Alan in my cunt first," Kylie, looking back over her shoulder, left hand on her ass cheek, cooed before lifting her hand and smartly bringing it back down on her cheek.

"You like being spanked, I take it?" Alan said as he knelt up on the bed and got into position behind her.

"I like it, yes," she cried when he slapped her right cheek with his big long cock, "when I've got something inside -"

"I bet you do," Alan, having heard all he needed to, said before he poised his firm shaft on her clit and rubbed it around, back-and-forth teasing her.

"Fuck me. Get that big long cock of yours. Yes, more," she cried out with need, the walls of her pussy stretching to accommodate Alan's girth.

He pumped her hard and deep, hip swings forcing her mouth further forward onto Xander's cock. As his hip thrusts grew harder and faster, Kylie began pushing her ass back to meet him, thereby causing a slapping noise to punctuate the air.

Husband Graham was at a loss as he watched his bride of several hours get firmly spit-roasted by his friends. He felt his cock throb and ache inside his pants as they worked her body back-and-forth before his lustful eyes.

They panted breathlessly as Alan continued to thrust. Soon her matching thrusts were meeting his in perfect harmony. Their bodies met feverishly and then the sound of Alan's balls being slapped against her clit filled the bedroom.

Kylie's soaking wet pussy gave off a strong aroma of pure lust and they all soon heard the squishy sound of Alan's cock sliding in-and-out of her soon-to-be convulsing pussy.

"I'm gonna cum," she managed to cry out between taking herself from Xander and gobbling up Cedric.

"Do it. Cum on my big long cock. Let me feel it," Alan, left hand holding her hip, right one dusting her ass, urged.

Kylie's body shook and undulated from the sensations that flooded her, well-spring showering Alan's cock as he held her tight and to him with both hands.

"Feel that cum all over your cock. I just can't fucking stop," Graham's wife spouted loudly.

Not long after, though, Alan suggested, "Let's try something different, now. How would you feel with two cocks inside that dripping wet pussy of yours, Kylie?"

"Well, I've never really...Okay, then," she smiled, noticing husband Graham stroking his dick through his trousers.

Maintaining her position, she watched as Cedric scooted below her and soon she was impaled on his long black dick.

Almost immediately, she fell to her knees and brought her body upright, basking in the sensation of riding his length for almost a minute before slowing down and leaning forward.

"Get that long cock of yours shoved up inside my cunt, Xander," a wanton Kylie beseeched, tits encased in Cedric's black hands, the contrast between their skin tones exhilarating as she awaited the new sensations forthcoming from having a second cock inside her oozing wet pussy.

In the seconds that passed as Xander knelt down behind her, Kylie's thoughts were of how they would fuck her. Would it be both of them together, a really big cock, or did they have something else in mind? Either way, she couldn't wait to find out.

"Come on, guys, open up that fucking pussy," Kylie urged, body teetering on the edge of anticipation and need.

"Your wife's quite the cock hungry slut, Graham, who knew?" his best man enthralled, eyes watching as Xander fumbled behind her for an opening, and there it was.

"Fuck! Is this how you're all going to fill me up, you too, Graham?" Kylie thought to herself aloud.

"What an excellent suggestion," Alan intoned.

"Come here, Graham. Feed me your cock," his wife invited, eyes aglow with a fire of lust as Xander eased more of his length inside her dripping wet pussy.

"How does that feel? Notice anything different?" Alan, a wry grin on his face, smirked.

"Different, how? I mean, other than it feeling like one huge cock," Kylie mentioned, husband Graham content to watch his wife enjoy being a slut in front of his eyes and friends.

"You'll soon see. Ready!" Alan exclaimed and Kylie repeated in her head, only as more of a question.

Just then, upon Alan having said that single word, the momentum suddenly changed, bringing with it, new sensations, ripples along the walls of Kylie's pussy.

"Oh, God! Fuck—me! Oh, yes. Do it! More," Graham's wife found herself crying, moaning, mewing and, as it turned out, salivating, and at both ends.

"I think she likes that," Alan announced.

"I do, I so fucking do," she cried from the pleasured sensations, the ripples more intense as the cocks inside her moved both freely and with alternating strokes; one sliding forward just as the other one drew back.

"You do, don't you!"

"Yes! Two cocks in my soaking wet cunt. I like it, I like it, I fucking like it like that," Kylie, about to be pushed over the edge into bliss, cried and hollered.

"I think it's time we took that lovely tight ass of yours for a ride. Xander, do the honours," Alan invited before moving in front of Graham's wife in preparation to fill all of her holes at the same time.

"Give me that fucking big cock in my ass," Kylie, carried away and overwhelmed by all that had and was happening just then, cried out with need.

"Oh yes. Most thoughtful," she smiled, head turned to the side in recognition of what Xander was doing to her rosebud, not with his cock but his warm wet tongue, which he slathered around her knot for a short while, enough to make it adequately wet before repositioning himself.

"There you go. That's it. Get that big dick shoved up my juicy fucking ass," Graham's wife, feeling the softness and warmth of Xander's cockhead brush her ass cheeks, urged and implored.

Moments later, "Oh, yeah, you like that, don't you? Your fucking cock's right up my fucking ass," she said in a breathy voice.

"How does that feel, now?" Alan, content to watch for a few more moments before making her airtight, said with a grin.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. That feels so fucking good in there. Fuck me, guys, you too, Alan," Kylie, words coming in bursts of harshly expelled air, voiced her need.

In a matter of moments, her words were reduced to incoherent mumbles as she once again found her mouth filled with a cock, Alan's big long one. He didn't spare the rod either, two hands on her hair, pulling her up-and-down his cock as he swung his hips back-and-forth in time with those of Cedric below her and Xander bringing up the rear, in out, in out repeatedly and at the same time.

She came from it, twice in all and in quick succession, before Alan and Xander switched on her.

"Clean my dick from your slutty ass," Xander enjoined. Despite the harshness of it all, as good as being treated like a fuck toy for their pleasure, Graham's wife was in her element,

"More. Use me as your slut. Fill me up with your cocks and cum," a frantic Kylie cried and urged.

"Alright!" Cedric, having released a slick firmed-up nipple, rejoiced.

‘God, that dick is so fucking big in my ass,' Graham's wife thought to herself as Alan set about railing it for her, ever mindful to occasionally slap her ass when he went ‘all in' with it.

"You want our cum, yeah? Of course, you do," Xander, as he pumped her mouth and throat deep with his cock, guffawed.

Just then, no doubt with the events of the evening about to come to a climatic end, Kylie's husband, Graham, undid his trousers and took out his agonisingly hard cock and began beating it off.

"Look who's finally decided to join us. Good on you, Graham," Alan announced.

"You go first, mate," Xander, having taken himself from the warmth of the bride's mouth, invited.

"Come here," his bride insisted, lips presently surrounding his cock, one that she knew so well and would get to enjoy for the rest of...their married life at the least.

"Yeah. Suck it. Suck my dick and make me cum," Graham gasped as she thrashed her head up-and-down her husband's long warm firm shaft, neither of the others letting up just then.

"Here I cum," Alan, the first of them to blow his load, exhaled, his climax facilitated by the contractions of Kylie's body as she was sent over the edge into bliss, euphoria and ecstasy one final time.

"Me too," Cedric announced, the contractions more noticeable around his cock, her pussy milking it, thereafter.

With the palm of his hand on his wife's forehead, Graham pulled himself back and stroked off three ropes of cum, each one snaking to the back of her throat and falling on her tongue.

With the release of the first one, she felt a sudden splash of warmth on the right side of her face, Xander unable to hold himself back. He did, though, manage to re-direct his aim, joining Graham, both in cumming in her mouth and then being sucked dry at the same time.

"Maybe we should have tried that," Alan announced upon seeing Graham's wife with all four cocks inside her.

"I'm sure we can arrange something along those lines for when we return from our honeymoon. Right, darling?" Kylie, a broad smile on her face, did more than suggest.

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