What a shame. Isn’t it pathetic. A grown man willingly allowing another man to openly seduce his sexy young wife right in front of his very own wide open eye’s. He pulls wildly on his little penis as his wife’s tight little pussy is stretched to capacity by a so called friend that has wanted his wife from the moment he laid eyes on her. Hubby not only is allowing this to happen he was assisting. He helped this friend with the seduction of his bride. Now he is watching as his sexy but shy wife looses respect for him as her primary lover.
Marty has wanted Jamie’s wife from the moment he first saw the luscious young temptress. Her long bleached blonde hair flowed out from under the tiara and veil down past her bare shoulders. Her face, (although partially hidden by the sheer veil,) was beautifully made up and what feature dominated the most was Lynn’s sexy cherry red lips. Her full lips appeared not to touch together completely giving the young bride the appearance of a constant pout. Marty thought that lips like that were made for pleasure and that they should be made to pleasure often.
The tight bodice of her wedding gown pushed her 38D chest upward and bared a large portion of the tops of her breasts. Marty’s eyes dropped further along her tightly bound and restricted torso. The full petticoat skirt probably hid the tight round butt of this beauty, he thought? Wondering to himself of what type of panty she had adorned her little pussy with made Marty hard. He would get a very brief glance later at the reception of her tiny white panties when her foolish new husband picked him to remove her lacy garter instead of himself.
At the reception, after being hand picked by her new hubby, the new bride sat proudly in a chair as Marty kneeled before her. People laughing and cheering in the background did nothing to break the eye contact that Lynn and Marty held. Lynn nervously chewed her lower lip as Marty pushed the folds of her white lace dress higher and higher. A naughty smile appeared on Lynn’s face as she trembled and squirmed. Nobody could see, not even Jamie, what was really happening. Marty’s fingers were visible above the white lace but it was his thumbs that was hidden underneath that made the bride become wet.
Marty purposely let his thumbs drag along her silky stocking clad legs. He started low around her calves and as he pushed the dress up he forced her sexy legs to spread open. The eye contact told you that she knew what he was doing. That’s why she was holding tight to the seat bottom and slightly squirming. Was she willingly or unwillingly flirting with Marty? Who knows but it was definitely happening. Jamie knew though, he was standing over her shoulder watching intently as his bride was toyed with. He knew that Marty would make Lynn wet her panties. He was hoping it would happen anyway and he knew that Marty had a way with women.
Anyway, Marty continued to apply more and more pressure with his thumbs and as his hands passed her quivering knees she gave up and spread herself open. Lynn appeared close to orgasm by the way she wiggled and chewed on that sexy lower lip. Marty continued to push the lacy material passed her knees and onto the area of her thighs and he was still applying pressure with his thumbs. Lynn could plainly feel the trail that his fingers had made from her calves to their present location. It definitely turned her on.
Marty felt the lace of her garter and the two smiled briefly together. I swear that at that moment, the young bride nodded and Marty pushed passed the garter and slowly made his way to the very edge of her tiny panty. The crowd hushed and gasped as the darker shaded tops of the brides stocking tops came into view. The two would be lovers stared deeply into each others eyes as the crowd oohed and aahed!
Jamie too stood quietly watching. He never expected this happen this way at least with everyone watching I mean. It was kind of humiliating for hubby and even though he was red with embarrassment he was still excited. He watched closely as Marty used his right thumb to softly stroke his new bride’s panty covered puss. Jamie saw her shake as Marty stimulated her clitoris and although he wanted this to continue; wanted Marty to complete the building orgasm within his new wife, he thought it better to stop him.
Hey that’s my wife Jamie said loudly and with a hint of laughter to ease the tension because the whole room became suddenly deadly quiet. Marty broke eye contact with the bride to look up at hubby and the two men started laughing loudly together. Almost immediately to whole crowd joined in and once again the room was filled with cheers and laughter. Marty retreated back toward the originally targeted garter and pulled it down Lynn’s leg.
Marty wasn’t finished just yet. As he carefully worked the lacy garter around her white ankle strapped stiletto heel he made eye contact once again with the bride. A arrogant smirk appeared on his face and Lynn just stared dreamingly into his sexy eyes. She watched as Marty’s eye’s lowered to her pantied crotch and that’s when she realized that she was still spread wide and exposed. She didn’t care though. She was trying at the moment to understand why it was that she wanted this man and of all of the days for such naughty thoughts as this as on her wedding day. Marty continued to fish the sexy garter around her sharp stiletto heel and managed to complete the task finally. Instead of tossing the garter into the crowd as expected, Marty tucked the dainty piece of lace into his pants pocket much to the dismay of the other males that were in attendance.
Standing up, Marty offered his hand to the young bride and she eagerly put her hand in his open palm. Marty helped Lynn to her feet and the pair hugged and kissed briefly before Marty turned over this goddess to her new husband. She was happy to be back in her hubbies arms but not all her thoughts was in hubbies favor. Throughout the rest of the reception, Lynn scanned the crowd for her husband’s friend Marty. She was jealous believe it or not when she saw Marty talking or dancing with the other women even though she herself held tightly to her new husband. Things did return to normal after Marty left the reception but he did leave a long lasting impression on Lynn.
Weeks later after the honeymoon was over along with other things. The new couple settled in together and enjoyed being husband and wife. Their sex life was ok but it seemed that Lynn just didn’t get out of it what she should. It wasn’t that her new husband was all that bad. Yes he was small and yeah a little quick but maybe that is the way it was supposed to be. It didn’t help that Marty often visited the couple causing Lynn to relive the day of her wedding over and over. She often thought of Marty while having sex with her husband. She was probably comparing the two men constantly don’t you think?
Marty would openly flirt with Lynn right in front of Jamie. She was used to this now as Jamie never said or did anything about it. About the only thing Jamie would do was look away when Lynn turned to check for a manly reaction to counter something Marty had said or did.
Another thing that was on her mind was that it seemed to her that Marty had impeccable timing on his unexpected visits. She was almost always barely dressed. She was either getting out of the shower or was outside sunning herself in a tiny bikini. Maybe it was just coincidence maybe not? Being barely dressed only allowed Marty to touch more of her body. Hubby never said a thing just his normal shy away look when she looked for help. The kissing between her and Marty was another thing that she figured would upset hubby. Marty kissing Lynn on the lips was a common practice but hubby just seemed to ignore it but she did notice hubby closely watching at times.
The day that Jamie became a cuckold started out just like any other day. Lynn was just getting out of the shower when the door bell rings. After the third chime emitted Lynn opened the bathroom door to yell at hubby to answer the door. Receiving no immediate answer from her husband, she figured that he must be outback where he couldn’t hear her or the door bell. Sighing to herself, she wrapped the only towel she had around her wet hair and retrieved the short white silk robe from the back of the door. She draped her wet body in the silky robe and went to let Marty in. She knew it would be him. It always was.