The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen.

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Spring weddings were always lovely but this one was particularly special. My best friend was getting married. His bride was a beautiful brunette named Melanie. The two had been together since college and through my best friend, Melanie became like a sister to me.

Melanie was confident, highly intelligent, and very liberated as a woman. There was no doubt in my mind that was going to be in charge of the marriage. But she was also kind, playful, and fun to be around. Her smile was adorably cute, and her deep brown eyes had a naughty twinkle to them that always made you wonder what kind of thoughts could be going through her mind. This, combined with beautiful perky breasts and a curvy rear, was enough to make anyone’s head turn.

A few hours before the wedding I was with the other groomsmen hanging out in the hotel lobby where the wedding party was staying. Melanie was in her room with the bridesmaids getting ready. The lift doors opened with a ding and one of the bridesmaids stepped out looking marvelous. When she saw me she walked over and handed me an envelope with my name on it. Inside the envelope was a note that simply read:

“My room…NOW! – Mel”

I could actually hear Melanie’s voice in my head as I read it. She sounded serious and I wondered if something was wrong. Placing the note in my tux jacket pocket I headed up to Melanie’s room, getting frustrated that the lift couldn’t take me there fast enough. Finally I reached Melanie’s floor. Stepping out of the lift I noticed that the hall was very quiet and that the rest of the girls in the bridal party apparently were somewhere else.

“Mel, you okay?” I asked as I knocked on her door. I only got to two knocks before the door opened, almost as if she had been waiting for me.

The sight of Melanie in her wedding dress took my breath away. Pure white and sleeveless with beautiful floral patterns from the waist down, a long train, and white-heeled shoes. Her lovely hourglass figure looked gorgeous and her perky breasts filled the top perfectly. Melanie’s silky brunette hair looked fantastic bouncing just barely above her shoulders, and her white see through veil trickled down her back to her slender waist. My best friend was the luckiest guy on earth.

“Hi there,” Melanie flashed a smile at me. “Come in for a minute?”

As I walked in I noticed no one else was in the room. Then Melanie shut the door behind me and locked the bolt.

“Wow Mel! You look ama…” Melanie cut off my sentence by wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a deep passionate kiss.

“Mmmmph!” My first reaction was to try and break away, but she held me firmly, forcing me up against the wall as she kissed me aggressively.

“Melanie!” I exclaimed finally breaking our kiss.

“Shh!” Mel shushed me and placed a finger on my lips. “Don’t talk, don’t think, and don’t resist.”

I was too shocked to say anything. I probably looked like a frightened puppy to her. Melanie smiled at my helplessness and flashed her naughty eyes at me. I knew I was done for.

Melanie kissed me hard, trying to force me to open my mouth. Her hand reached down and gripped my cock through my clothes, confirming what she already knew. I didn’t want to admit bursa escort it, but I was as hard as the diamond on her finger. My defenses weakened, and I gave in to her.

When I parted my lips in surrender, Melanie squealed in excitement and attacked me, practically raping my mouth with her tongue. Her hand rubbed my cock through my pants as she sighed in contentment. I couldn’t believe what she was doing to me, and that I was letting it happen.

Melanie finally broke our kiss and dropped to her knees, quickly unzipping my pants.

“Mel! What in the world are you doing?” I asked as she unhooked my tux suspenders.

“You’re thinking too much,” Melanie warned me tugging my pants down.

“Mel please! We shouldn’t be doing this!”

Melanie ignored my protests and took hold of my hard shaft.

“Ohgod…” I gasped as Melanie began to pump my cock slowly in long full strokes with her beautiful dainty hand. She had me now.

Melanie cocked her head to one side and gave me that cute smile of hers. “Don’t tell me you haven’t always wanted to see me on my knees sucking your cock.”

“Ohmygod,” I said more to myself as Melanie continued to tease me with long pumps of her hand wrapped around my shaft. I could tell she was loving this. She had a sadistic side that enjoyed watching me struggle.

“Please Mel…” I fought for every word. “What…about…your hus…”

“He’s not my husband yet,” Melanie answered. “Besides he’s fine. I told him he could fuck one of my bridesmaids if I could have a groomsman.” Melanie smiled and gave my cock head a quick little lick. “Guess which one I chose.”

Keeping her eyes looking up at me, Melanie leaned forward and took my cock in her warm moist mouth.

“Mmmmm…” Melanie sighed as she bobbed her head back and forth on my shaft, her bridal veil brushing against my legs as she moved. Her beautiful eyes looked up at me in total submission, but I knew it was all an act. SHE was the one in control, and she had me right where she wanted me.

“Oh Mel!” I gasped as Melanie sucked on my cock like a professional. Her head started bobbing faster as she increased her suction with long rapid pulls, taking in as much of my shaft as possible. As she finished each series of pulls I felt Melanie’s tongue swirl around the head of my cock, right over all my most sensitive nerve endings. Mygod, when did she learn to do that?

“Oh fuck Melanie!” I cried out as the sensations made me my knees buckle. I almost lost my balance but Melanie grabbed me by the hips and braced me up against the wall, continuing to suck my cock as if her life depended on it.

“Mygod…you are so good at this,” I said almost to myself.

“Mmm hmm,” Melanie nodded, continuing her all out assault on my cock.

“Your…technique…fuck…is amaz…ohgod…amazing,” I shivered from the overload of pleasure.

“Mmm hmm,” Melanie nodded again with the confidence that said she knew how good she was. Just then Melanie went into overdrive, bobbing her head as fast as she could and fluttering her tongue against the head of my cock.

“AHHHH!” I yelled in an agony of pleasure. I tried to hold on but Melanie’s relentless torture was too much for me to take. “OH FUCK MEL! I’M GOING TO COME!”

“Um umm,” Melanie shook her head no and then immediately pulled her mouth off my cock before I could climax, leaving escort bursa me shaking and convulsing up against the wall.

“Ohgod…” I begged. “Ohgod please Mel…please don’t stop.”

Melanie stood up, flashing the naughtiest look I’ve ever seen at me. “Hang in there sweetheart,” she lightly tapped my cock with her hand. “We’re not finished yet.”

As I tried to recover from being edged to the brink of insanity, Melanie stepped back and pulled up her wedding dress enough to reach underneath the skirt with both hands. She smiled at me as she wiggled her hips and slid her panties down, stepping out of them one gorgeous leg at a time. Holding up the tiny, TINY, white lace panties with one hand, Melanie rested her other hand on her hip and gave me a coy look.

“So, its always been a fantasy of mine to watch myself in a mirror getting fucked wearing my wedding dress. You’re going to make my fantasy come true right now, and you’ll remember fucking me for the rest of your life.”

I swallowed hard, unable to speak as Melanie walked over to the full-length mirror on the wall of the room.

“You need to know that this is a one time offer. After today I’ll be married and then I’ll only let my husband fuck me.”

Melanie got down on all fours facing the mirror and began pulling up her dress. My mind was racing as she lifted the bottom of the dress over her hips, revealing the beautiful curves of her amazing ass.

“Melanie…” I hesitated, “…I can’t. You’re like a sister to me.”

Melanie rolled her eyes. “Oh good grief! Fine, then come over here, get down on your knees, and fuck your sister!”

I stood there, unable to make myself move. Making eye contact with Melanie’s reflection in the mirror caused my heart to skip a beat. One of my closest friends was on all fours in her wedding dress telling me to fuck her. Mygod she looked so hot.

Melanie looked back over her shoulder at me with the most gorgeous eyes. “Please…” she said softly. “I know you want to. Its okay, I want it too. It will be beautiful, and it’s the only chance you’ll ever get to have me.”

She was right, it would be beautiful, and so special. Finally, I nodded my agreement and slowly walked over to Melanie, kneeling directly behind her facing the mirror. Melanie turned her head to face her reflection and spread her legs a little more to give me better access to her pussy. I lined up my cock with her pussy as Melanie braced herself.

“Ready?” I asked pressing my cock up against Melanie’s labia.

Melanie took a deep breath and nodded, keeping her eyes locked on her reflection.

I pushed my hard shaft into Melanie, parting the walls of her pussy. Melanie’s mouth fell open as I pushed all the way into her warm moist depths, her eyes watching herself in the mirror as she was being filled completely.

“Ohgod that feels so good!” Melanie sighed in pleasure as I began slowly pumping in and out of her.

“Oh Mel,” I said watching her face in the mirror as we fucked. “This is amazing.”

Melanie smiled at me in the mirror. “Is fucking me everything you dreamed it would be?”

“Ohgod yes,” I said pumping my cock faster into her. “Thank you so much.”

Melanie giggled. “Stay focused darling, we aren’t done yet.”

I held onto Melanie’s hips as I thrust in and out of her, going deep into her pussy on every stroke. escort bursa Melanie’s beautiful sighs were wonderful to hear as jolts of pleasure surged through her gorgeous body. A few times I spanked Melanie’s beautiful rear, pulling the cutest girly yelps from my close friend as her body jumped.

Melanie began grinding her ass up against me and rolling her hips in a circular motion around my cock, working it over and over with her pussy.

“Ohgod Mel!” I cried out. “That feels unbelievable! Oh fuck…how are you doing that?!?”

Melanie flashed her cute mischievous smile at me in the mirror as she continued to torture my cock.

Unable to control myself any longer, I began pounding into her as fast and as hard as I could. Melanie’s eyes went wide as she felt a huge orgasm building.

“Ohgodyes!!” Melanie gasped. “Faster, faster, faster!”

As she cried out, Melanie kept her eyes locked on her reflection in the mirror, wanting to watch herself getting fucked hard. I was spellbound, taking in the gorgeous image in front of me as I reminded myself I was fucking one of my closest friends.

“OH FUCK YES!!” Melanie screamed, slapping her hand on the floor as my cock hit her g-spot over and over and over with amazing speed. “YES!! YES!! OHGODYES!!”

I felt Melanie’s entire body lock in tension. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth fell open. Unable to scream, Melanie’s entire body convulsed as the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced crashed down over her. At the same time, I felt her pussy clamp down on my shaft, causing me to unload inside her gorgeous depths.

Melanie forced herself to watch her reflection in the mirror as we both came together. The explosion of pleasure overloaded her senses until all she could do was scream.

“OOOOHHHHHH FFFUUUUUCCCKK!!” Melanie’s voice was both piercing and gorgeous. Seeing my close friend on all fours, in her wedding dress, and us both watching her scream in ecstasy as I unloaded deep into her pussy was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Melanie finally lowered her head in exhaustion, her breasts heaving from the ordeal as she tried to catch her breath. I slowly pulled out of her and quickly got my clothes situated again, kneeling down beside her.

“Are you okay Mel?” I asked softly, taking her gently by the hand.

Melanie turned and looked at me, flashing her beautiful smile. “Yes,” she whispered. She wrapped her arms around me in a warm loving hug. “Thank you,” she whispered in my ear.

I helped Melanie up as she straightened her dress and looked in the mirror to fix her hair.

I picked up Melanie’s panties and handed them to her. “You may need these.”

“Keep them,” she smiled. “I like the idea of walking down the isle with no underwear.”

I took her panties and placed them in my coat pocket. “I love you.”

Melanie looked into my eyes and spoke with complete sincerity. “I love you too.”

I leaned in to kiss her but she put a finger on my lips. “One-time offer,” she said smiling and giving me a peck on the cheek.

“Right,” I said, “let’s go get you married.”

Many years have passed since that day. Myself, Melanie, and both our spouses are the best of friends. The four of us have so much fun together and make each other laugh all the time. We both love our spouses deeply and are dedicated to them. Melanie still holds my hand occasionally, and we both playfully flirt with each other from time to time, but our wild afternoon together was never ever mentioned again. Melanie had kept her word.

It was, after all, a one-time offer.