Sucking Jacks cock wasn't exactly what I had planned for the day. To start with I'd only known him for two hours and also my wife to be was next door with her father, preparing her for our wedding.
The church was packed with all our friends and family, yet the photographer hadn't turned up. Jack being my fiancee's uncle, an uncle who was hardly ever around (I'd never met him, put it that way), had introduced himself and had offered to take the wedding pictures. In a side room in the church, we were going over what I wanted from the pictures, when he turned around and said, if I sucked his cock he'd do everything for free.
Having absolutely no time and no one else to turn to, plus knowing he was a photographer, I said I would. With people milling about outside, I got on my knees and opened the fly of my fiancee's uncle. Then as quickly as I could, I took out his uncut, long fat cock. It was already becoming hard and knowing time was of the essence, I didn't waste any of it sucking his cock into my mouth.
Having in my head all the times I'd had my cock sucked, I tried to copy those blow jobs. And from jack's moans, I wasn't doing too bad a job of it. His thick heavily veined cock slid easily over my tongue and before long he held my head and began to fuck my mouth. Keeping a tight hold of my head, and just as I was surprisingly beginning to enjoy sucking on his cock, Jack said "Swallow my cum, and think about letting me fuck that tight arsehole of yours later, and I'll pay for the honeymoon".
Jack might have been an uncle my now wife hardly ever used to see, but he wasn't a bullshitter. And I also knew he wasn't short of money. The first part I didn't have much choice about, as Jack blasted the back of my throat with his cum seconds later. But not before I'd said "Ugh huh" with his cock still sliding over my tongue. Swallowing every single drop and sucking out every last morsel of his seed, I let his cock fall from my lips and stood up.
Saying "I do" wasn't the most difficult thing I did that day. Jack retrieved his camera's from his sports car and did as he said he would. The wedding day went superbly well, and the wedding pictures we received after getting back from our honeymoon, the honeymoon Jack paid for, were simply fantastic.
And the reason Jack not only paid for the honeymoon, but also gave us some spending money, was during the wedding reception held at a hotel where my occasionally wife works, Jack and I took an hour out.
In the wedding suite we'd booked (Free, thanks Jack) to spend the night consummating our vows, Jack first had me suck on his cock again. Then using a condom he produced from his camera bag, he had me unroll it down his thick fifty two year old cock. Knelt up on the end of the bed, I felt my wife's uncles tongue lap at my arsehole and knew instinctively, I was going to enjoy having him fuck me. And so it proved.
Jack's cock was slow to enter my arsehole. It held out for some time before his cock slipped inside and it hurt. Not so much I didn't want to take it further, just enough though to tell me his cock was well and truly inside my body. Getting used to his size took about five minutes, but from then on, it was just mind bogglingly powerful pleasure. In my whole life up to then sexually, I'd not experienced anything quite as wonderful as being fucked. And for a man in his fifties Jack certainly knew how to fuck someone.
Doggy, missionary as he tossed off my cock, sideways from behind, and then finally he had me sit down hard onto his cock. And it was as I was bouncing up and down on his gorgeous dick, I blew my load all over his stomach and chest. Jack pulled me down after I'd cum, making my cum slide in between us as we kissed. We were still kissing when Jack thrust upwards hard, cumming up my arsehole filling the condom far inside my arsehole.
We were cleaned up and refreshed when we joined the reception. My new wife asked me where I'd been, so I lied telling her I'd been looking at the pictures, and then Jack's sports car.
Two years on from our wedding, Jacks been around an awful lot. His niece loves having him around, as she missed him a lot growing up. And given every time he's at our home, he's fucking me senseless, I too love having him at our home. Often staying over when my wife works down south overnight.
Whether she knows about us, or just acts as if nothing is happening, I don't know. But this past few months she's actually made sure Jack knows when she's going to be working away. And just a week ago, she even implied she knew by saying "Hope you two have LOTS of fun". winking at me "Whilst I'm away next week".