Fake Bride

by Willow Cravings

  Tristan watched me as I recovered. Apparently he was satisfied that I was able to reach my finish with just the tip of his cock on me. He still wasn't inside me yet. “Please, Tristan,” I pleaded with him.

  His finger grazed my wet slit and collected my wetness. He tasted me and licked every bit off his fingers. “Now you're ready for me.”

  Chapter Five

  “Stick your big cock inside me, Tristan. Stretch me out,” I begged him.

  Tristan was on his knees before me, his cock knocking at my door. He slipped only his tip inside me and I screamed out from the injection of pleasure. But he pulled out immediately and I gasped.

  “What are you doing to me?” I asked.

  Tristan didn't respond. He pushed his tip back into me, only going millimeters deeper than last time. He was going to tease me until he was ready. There wasn't anything I could do but try and endure it.

  “Your pussy is so tight around me,” Tristan groaned. He punched his cock into me, filling me with his thickness until he was completely submerged inside me.

  We both screamed and I found my release again. “I'm coming on your cock, Tristan.”

  “Come all around me.” Tristan didn't even bother thrusting as he watched me flop around on the grass.

  Just the feeling of being filled to the limit was enough for me to orgasm. Would I even survive this?

  “You want me to fuck you harder now?” he asked.

  I looked down at his cock sliding in and out of my pussy and I nodded. Tristan rocked his hips back and forth pounding into me. My body was pushed down into the grass with every thrust. His cock reached deeper and deeper, tearing me apart.

  “I'm close, Krista,” Tristan said, his eyes closed in deep concentration.

  “Come inside me, Tristan. I want to feel your seed deep inside me.”

  “Fuck,” Tristan groaned, detonating inside me, his warm cum spraying out.

  I found my orgasm at the same time. Our pleasures combining into one. We rocked together in the grass, Tristan falling on me and thrusting until he was completed and balls emptied.

  I lay there in the grass, not able to move and Tristan rolled off next to me. “I can feel your cum so deep inside me,” I said.

  “That was the most mind-blowing sex ever,” Tristan said in exasperation. “I've never come so much in my entire life.”

  He was right about that. There was so much of his fluids in me that there was a waterfall of cum rushing out of my pussy.

  I put my hand over my chest and tried to calm my heart down. My lungs were working over-time to make up for the lost oxygen. We both stared up at the bright lights of stadium. They were so blinding that you couldn't look at them for very long.

  I put my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. His was racing fast too. “That was better than I ever dreamed.”

  “We work well together, don't we?” he asked, petting my hair with his hand.

  “More than I ever thought possible. I still can't believe I came just to your tip touching my clit. The feeling was unbelievable.”

  “What do we do now?” Tristan asked.

  “I don't want to stop. I don't care what other people say. We don't even need to tell them.”

  “It will be our forbidden secret,” he replied.

  –

  Nobody knew about our secret love affair or even suspected it. We already spent so much time together that it didn't raise any eyebrows. During the day, Tristan and I would prepare for the upcoming game and during the night we would fuck our brains out.

  No place was off-limits. The dome and the practice stadium had an infinite amount of unique locations. The showers, the locker rooms, Tristan's office, the theater, and my personal favorite place: the field.

  Finding my release in the middle of a stadium was a feeling like no other. I made him come back to that place we first made love over and over again.

  Like Tristan had said, we worked really well together.

  “We only have two games left in the regular season,” Tristan said to me in his office. The team was doing really well and Tristan liked to think that I was his lucky charm. “Do you think we can make the playoffs?”

  “We control our own destiny. If we win one out of our next two games, then we're in. We just need to stay focused on each game. One at a time.”

  “You know you'd make a pretty good head coach.”

  I blushed. Those were the compliments that made me know for sure that this was the man for me. “Yeah a female head coach won't happen yet. I'm satisfied with where I am right now.”

  Tristan traced his bottom lip. “I'm not entirely satisfied.”

  I cocked my head to the side. “What do you mean?”

  “You know there's still one thing that I've been wanting to do to you,” he said, switching to entirely different subjects.

  My heartbeat spiked.

  Chapter Six

  “Take off your shirt and bra,” he ordered me.

  I turned towards the door.“Let me shut the door first,” I said.

  “No. Keep it open.”

  I reluctantly took off my shirt and bra until my breasts were all out in the open. I could see Tristan moved his hand below the desk. He was rock hard now.

  “Get down on your knees.”

  I got down on the floor off his office. Tristan got up and walked over to me. He unbuckled his jeans and dropped his pants. I could hear people talking in the distance. The risk of getting caught was thrilling.

  Tristan snaked his long member through his boxers and started stroking himself. He didn't want to fuck my mouth or my tits. I just needed to be there.

  “You want to come all over my tits?” I asked.

  “You're such a dirty slut,” Tristan moaned.

  He rubbed his cock at lightning speed, his tip just bouncing off the top of my jiggly peaks.

  Tristan exploded all over my chest, sending ribbons of semen over my bountiful chest. I was completely covered in his sticky sweet cum. I dipped my finger in my cleavage and tasted him. “So good,” I said.

  “Fuck that was good,” Tristan said, buttoning his jeans back up.

  I stood up to go clean myself up and Tristan stopped me. “No, you're going to stay like that for awhile. I have some stuff to take care of and you're going to sit in my office with my cum all over you until I return.”

  I smiled. I loved my new life.

  The End

  Story Fourteen

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  Description

  Emily is back home and she has two guys to pick from.

  And they couldn't be more different.

  Colton is well dressed and well off.

  Axel wears leather and rides motorcycles.

  Why can't she have both?

  Chapter One

  I had moved back to my old town of New Heart after college and gotten myself a studio apartment. I worked my ass off during school and at my job to make money and I had enough saved up to be able to live without a roommate.

  I was also lucky enough to get a job right out of college at a graphic design firm. I didn't know a lick about graphic design but I was good at managing projects and people. I couldn't believe the money I was making.

  Soon I'd be able to afford a one-bedroom or even a two-bedroom if things went the way I thought they could.

  My life couldn't be any better. At least in the job and money department.

  I thought I had everything squared away. But after weeks of being back in my old stomping grounds, I started to feel a little lonely. I had figured I would meet new friends at my work and maybe even a guy.

  But everyone there either had girlfriends or they were already married. I was the only single woman there. I thought tha
t would be a huge plus but it didn't matter at all if the men were all taken.

  I used to have two really good guy friends before I went off to college. We were pretty close but lost touch when I went out of state for college.

  Colton had stayed and went to college here. He was working on his masters degree in business now.

  Axel never went to college. He was always into motorcycles and he got a job as a mechanic. I think he was also apart of a biker gang. At least that was the rumors I had heard.

  I never felt romantically attracted to them. Maybe because they were such good guy friends that I never really thought of them in that way. They were both very good looking though. I knew they had their fair share of women over the years.

  I had the yearning to see them both again and catch up on old times. It might be a cure for my loneliness. But since we hadn't spoken to each other in four years, would they even want to see me?

  I tried Colton first. He was the most level-headed out of the two. I dialed the number I still had for him and a woman picked up the phone. I almost hung up immediately until she continued, “Colton's office, how can I help you?”

  “Sorry, I'm just an old friend and I thought this number went directly to him.”

  “Please hold,” she replied.

  I didn't even need to give her my name. I waited on the line and then a male voice picked up. “This is Colton.”

  “Hey, this is Emily.”

  “Emily? Holy shit, it's been a long time. How've you been? What are you doing now?”

  I smiled. “I've been good. I just moved back to New Heart and I'm working at a design firm.

  “That's amazing! I'm at a law firm part-time to help pay for graduate school.”

  “Sounds like you're pretty high up there. You have a secretary and everything.”

  Colton laughed. “Not really. She's a secretary for everyone. She has a screen that tells her which phone number was dialed.”

  “Well that's still pretty cool.” An awkward silence followed. I coughed and continued, “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? You know, catch up on old times. But if you're really busy, I'll understand.”

  I always gave someone an out even if they didn't need one. I didn't want anyone hanging out with me out of pity.

  “I'm busy right now but I can carve up some free time later tonight. What did you have in mind?”

  “I was thinking of getting the gang back together. I was going to call Axel and see what he was up to.”

  “Damn I haven't talked to Axel in a long time. This might be really fun.”

  “Want to come to my place tonight? Even if Axel can't come, it will still be nice to see you after all this time.”

  “I can be there around eight-thirty.”

  I proceeded to give him my address and hung up. That wasn't too hard. I pulled up Axel's contact info and took a deep breath before dialing his number.

  A scruffy voice answered, “Yep?” The sound of metal grinding on metal was really loud. I figured he must be at the motorcycle repair shop.

  “Uh, is this Axel?”

  “Yeah what do you want?”

  “Axel, it's Emily, from a few years ago.”

  I could hear him move the phone to his other ear. “Emily? Is it really you?”

  “Yep, it's me. I'm back in New Heart and wondered if you wanted to hang out tonight? Say around eight-thirty at my place.”

  “I'll be there. Just give me your address.”

  He was straight to the point and I loved it. Getting us all together again was surprisingly easy.

  Chapter Two

  I spent the rest of the day cleaning my apartment and getting ready for the night. I wasn't sure what I should wear.

  Should I go comfy or try to knock their socks off. I hadn't seen them in four years and I had no idea what they looked like anymore. They were both a pair of scrawny guys and I couldn't imagine them all grown up now.

  I had also grown a lot more in my maturity and curves. I also wasn't as scrawny as I used to be. My breasts were big and full, my hips and ass wide. Men definitely turned their heads at me more than they used to.

  I picked out a low-cut top that showed off my chest and tight blue jeans. It was simple yet effective. Colton and Axel wouldn't see me as the same old crazy Emily anymore.

  I paced around the apartment as the time marched closer to eight-thirty. I wasn't sure what else I needed to do. Then it hit me.

  My apartment was dry. I didn't have a drop of alcohol in the entire place. I hadn't thought of it because we weren't old enough to drink back then. I figured that both of them had discovered liquor since then as I did.

  There wasn't enough time to get to the grocery store and back. I didn't want to make them wait outside my door. It would be better anyways for us all to go out and get stuff. Then we can pick out exactly what we needed.

  The doorbell rang at exactly eight-thirty.

  Showtime.

  I checked my long hair in the mirror and my makeup. There was a little bit of extra lipstick on the corner of my mouth that I wiped away.

  I opened the door to find Colton. He wore a slim-fitted dark blue suit. His face looked older due to a five o' clock shadow. His short brown hair was combed to the side. In his hand he had a twelve-pack of beers.

  “Damn it's been a long ass time,” he said, giving me a big hug. His manly cologne pierced my nostrils.

  “Good to see you, Colton,” I replied.

  He put me at arm's length. “You look really good, Emily.” His eyes drifted over my cleavage and I flushed.

  “And look at you,” I said, my fingers trailing down his expensive suit jacket. “Looks like you've upgraded a little since I saw you last.”

  Colton looked smug and brushed off his shoulders. “I've done well for myself.”

  I punched him in the chest. “Get your butt in here.”

  Colton lifted up the beers. “Brought some alcohol.”

  “Perfect. Just put it on the kitchen counter.”

  I closed the door and followed Colton into the kitchen. He set down the beers. “Axel coming tonight?”

  I shrugged. “He said he was.”

  A knock at the door announced his arrival. “Guess I spoke too soon,” Colton said.

  I went to the door and Axel rushed me, taking me in his big arms and swinging me in circles. “Emily's back in town!”

  He wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans. His head was shaved pretty close. He was at least twice the size of the last time I saw him.

  He set me down and saw Colton standing a few feet away. “No fucking way. Is that Colton?”

  Colton braced himself as Axel charged right at him, tackling him on the couch. “It's been years, motherfucker! Why don't you ever call?”

  Colton fought off Axel's heavy body. I couldn't stop laughing at the two of them. “Shall we have some beers?”

  Axel perked up, his hands holding Colton's wrists. “Did somebody say beer?” He jumped off Colton and ran to me in the kitchen.

  I pulled apart the cardboard case and tossed a can to Axel. He caught it one-handed and snapped the tab open. Foam bubbled out and he brought his mouth to the can to stop it from leaking.

  “I assume you want one, Colton?” I wiggled a can of beer at him.

  He sat up on the couch, trying to fix his disheveled hair. “Of course.”

  I threw the beer to him underhanded and while he fumbled it around in the air, he was still able to catch it.

  “I'd like to propose a toast,” Axel said, putting his beer out and up in the air.

  Colton joined us in the kitchen and we all put our beers up.

  Axel continued, “To Emily. For getting the gang back together.”

  “Here, here,” Colton said.

  I blushed and we all smashed our cans together. Beer went everywhere including down my blouse. I took a sip of beer, trying to wipe the liquid off my boobs. I noticed Colton and Axel both staring at my wet breasts.