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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 56
Wedding Fun
Reading all these confessions had brought back a memory I have not thought about in a very long time.
I was 18 years old and had just finished my first year of college (school system where I am from only goes to grade 11). The daughter of very close family friends was getting married and I was asked to be a chauffeur for the ceremony and then to the reception.
The groom had a big old Ford LTD I think it was, but things went as you would expect. Drove the daughter to the ceremony, watched it, got the car ready for the drive to the reception, etc…..
At the reception I sat at a table with my family and some other people I had never met. One of them was this fine looking woman who was 25 years old and dressed to the nines. She was a stunner, and I could barely take my eyes off of her. She caught me checking out a few times and we exchanged smiles.
The dinner is now over and the dancing begins. I am at the bar having a beer (yes, drinking age was 18 where I am from) and she saunters over to order a drink. She turns to me while waiting for her drink and asks how I know the groom or bride. I tell her close family friends. I ask the same question and she tells me she is a cousin from NYC (never even heard of her until that day). Anyways, the music is pumping and she said she noticed I was driving the groom’s big car and that they must really trust me cuz the groom was a fanatic about his car. I tell her I guess so.
She then asks if I wanted to dance, so obviously I say yes.
She is smoking hot, I am six feet tall and in her heels she was as tall as I am. Mid length brown hair, the bluest eyes I had ever seen and a body most women would kill to have. Everything was nicely proportioned.
We are dancing to a few fast songs, and then a slow one comes on (Lionel Richie if I remember correctly). I figure what the hell and hold my hand out and ask if I may have this dance. She places her hand in mine and we slow dance.
Now it quite apparent that Jane, yes her real name, had several drinks into her and I know I saw her pound back a few at the table during dinner.
As we are slow dancing, I can feel her pressing up hard against me and at 18 years old my dick would get hard at the drop of a hat. I tried my best to conceal that I was getting a hard on, but she just kept squeezing herself up against me as tight as she could.
Just as the song is ending, she leans in close to my ear and says in a sexy voice that made me melt, “wanna get out of here?”
I tell her the sooner the better.
She takes me by the hand and leads me out of the reception hall and out to the parking lot.
She leads me to her BMW that has NY plates on it. She gives me the keys and says since the groom trusted me with his car, she guesses she can trust me with hers. She does ask if I am ok to drive, and since I only had a couple of beers I tell her I am good.
I open the passenger door for her to which she says “what a fine gentleman you are”.
I get in and ask where she wants to go. She says let’s go dancing somewhere else. I say that the music here is fine, to which she replies “too many busy body eyes there”. I am starting to come to the realization that I am probably going to bang this hottie. I take her to a nice club in the next town. I feel like a million bucks; driving a BMW, smoking hot chick with me and the thought that I will probably end up banging her. Couldn’t get the smile off my face.
We get to the club, order drinks and hit the dance floor. She is all over mr on the dance floor. We are basically making out with a crowd of people around us dancing.
After a few songs, back to the stand up table and more making out. She then runs her hand down my side to the front of my pants and starts rubbing my nice hard again cock. She looks mr in the eye and says “oh so that is what I was feeling when we slow danced, you must really like me”. I told her she was one of the hottest women I had ever seen. She leans in and says “I have a room at the such&such hotel, let’s get out of here”. Now I know she was pretty drunk but she was pretty discrete about it.
We get back to her BMW and again, open the door for her and then hey in myself. We drive to her hotel, park, get a few drinks at the bar to take up to her room and head up.
I barely put the drinks on the table and she is all over me.
We undress each other as humanly possible and she kneels down to give me a mind blowing BJ. She is working my hard c**k like a pro and while I had had several BJ’s before, this was next level.
She then stands up, takes me by the hand and leads me to the bed. She lays on it and I take that as a cue she wants me to eat her p**sy. I get to work and make my way down to her p**sy starting with her firm perfect tits. I must have been doing it something right cuz she tells me she is going to cum minutes after I start sucking on her cl**. She then tells me to shove my tongue in her wet hole, so I do, and she curd again within minutes.
She then pushed my head away, and tells me to shove my raging boner into her. I climb back up, our eyes locking, and I slowly enter her. Holy shit, I was in heaven. Her p**sy was wet and tight and came again just as I started shooting my load into her. We were kissing, tongues entwined while I pumped my load into her.
I roll off of her and tell her I will get her a towel. She says “OMG you are just the sweetest thing aren’t you, I could just eat you up”. I bring her a towel to clean herself up and het back on to the bed with her and we just held each other.
I stayed the night with her. We eventually finished the drinks we brought with us, cuddled and f**ked 3 more times that night. She told me that she prefered younger guys (18-19) because we get hard at the drop of a hat and can go all night. She told me she had spotted me at the back of the church during the ceremony and then was delighted when I was sitting at the same table as she was for dinner. She basically admitted to making it her mission that night to have me fuck her. I asked her if it was as good as she had hoped, and she replied that it was even better. We slept in a bit and then she let me drive her BMW to my house and she dropped me off. She gave me a nice long kiss in the driveway and says that she will see me later.
There is another reception at the bride’s parent’s house that afternoon and of course she was there. We knew that most of people there knew we had left together and not seen until the next day. Don’t need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure that one out, so we played the cute, smitten coupe the rest of the afternoon and then made a, once again, early exit.
You guessed it, back to her hotel room for another night of wild sex.
Next morning she drops me back home, thanks mr for a fabulous weekend and gives me her business card. She was like the VP of a financial institute and in the back of the card is her home number and address.
I, unfortunately, never made it to NY. Oh well, I wonder how she is doing?
I was 18 years old and had just finished my first year of college (school system where I am from only goes to grade 11). The daughter of very close family friends was getting married and I was asked to be a chauffeur for the ceremony and then to the reception.
The groom had a big old Ford LTD I think it was, but things went as you would expect. Drove the daughter to the ceremony, watched it, got the car ready for the drive to the reception, etc…..
At the reception I sat at a table with my family and some other people I had never met. One of them was this fine looking woman who was 25 years old and dressed to the nines. She was a stunner, and I could barely take my eyes off of her. She caught me checking out a few times and we exchanged smiles.
The dinner is now over and the dancing begins. I am at the bar having a beer (yes, drinking age was 18 where I am from) and she saunters over to order a drink. She turns to me while waiting for her drink and asks how I know the groom or bride. I tell her close family friends. I ask the same question and she tells me she is a cousin from NYC (never even heard of her until that day). Anyways, the music is pumping and she said she noticed I was driving the groom’s big car and that they must really trust me cuz the groom was a fanatic about his car. I tell her I guess so.
She then asks if I wanted to dance, so obviously I say yes.
She is smoking hot, I am six feet tall and in her heels she was as tall as I am. Mid length brown hair, the bluest eyes I had ever seen and a body most women would kill to have. Everything was nicely proportioned.
We are dancing to a few fast songs, and then a slow one comes on (Lionel Richie if I remember correctly). I figure what the hell and hold my hand out and ask if I may have this dance. She places her hand in mine and we slow dance.
Now it quite apparent that Jane, yes her real name, had several drinks into her and I know I saw her pound back a few at the table during dinner.
As we are slow dancing, I can feel her pressing up hard against me and at 18 years old my dick would get hard at the drop of a hat. I tried my best to conceal that I was getting a hard on, but she just kept squeezing herself up against me as tight as she could.
Just as the song is ending, she leans in close to my ear and says in a sexy voice that made me melt, “wanna get out of here?”
I tell her the sooner the better.
She takes me by the hand and leads me out of the reception hall and out to the parking lot.
She leads me to her BMW that has NY plates on it. She gives me the keys and says since the groom trusted me with his car, she guesses she can trust me with hers. She does ask if I am ok to drive, and since I only had a couple of beers I tell her I am good.
I open the passenger door for her to which she says “what a fine gentleman you are”.
I get in and ask where she wants to go. She says let’s go dancing somewhere else. I say that the music here is fine, to which she replies “too many busy body eyes there”. I am starting to come to the realization that I am probably going to bang this hottie. I take her to a nice club in the next town. I feel like a million bucks; driving a BMW, smoking hot chick with me and the thought that I will probably end up banging her. Couldn’t get the smile off my face.
We get to the club, order drinks and hit the dance floor. She is all over mr on the dance floor. We are basically making out with a crowd of people around us dancing.
After a few songs, back to the stand up table and more making out. She then runs her hand down my side to the front of my pants and starts rubbing my nice hard again cock. She looks mr in the eye and says “oh so that is what I was feeling when we slow danced, you must really like me”. I told her she was one of the hottest women I had ever seen. She leans in and says “I have a room at the such&such hotel, let’s get out of here”. Now I know she was pretty drunk but she was pretty discrete about it.
We get back to her BMW and again, open the door for her and then hey in myself. We drive to her hotel, park, get a few drinks at the bar to take up to her room and head up.
I barely put the drinks on the table and she is all over me.
We undress each other as humanly possible and she kneels down to give me a mind blowing BJ. She is working my hard c**k like a pro and while I had had several BJ’s before, this was next level.
She then stands up, takes me by the hand and leads me to the bed. She lays on it and I take that as a cue she wants me to eat her p**sy. I get to work and make my way down to her p**sy starting with her firm perfect tits. I must have been doing it something right cuz she tells me she is going to cum minutes after I start sucking on her cl**. She then tells me to shove my tongue in her wet hole, so I do, and she curd again within minutes.
She then pushed my head away, and tells me to shove my raging boner into her. I climb back up, our eyes locking, and I slowly enter her. Holy shit, I was in heaven. Her p**sy was wet and tight and came again just as I started shooting my load into her. We were kissing, tongues entwined while I pumped my load into her.
I roll off of her and tell her I will get her a towel. She says “OMG you are just the sweetest thing aren’t you, I could just eat you up”. I bring her a towel to clean herself up and het back on to the bed with her and we just held each other.
I stayed the night with her. We eventually finished the drinks we brought with us, cuddled and f**ked 3 more times that night. She told me that she prefered younger guys (18-19) because we get hard at the drop of a hat and can go all night. She told me she had spotted me at the back of the church during the ceremony and then was delighted when I was sitting at the same table as she was for dinner. She basically admitted to making it her mission that night to have me fuck her. I asked her if it was as good as she had hoped, and she replied that it was even better. We slept in a bit and then she let me drive her BMW to my house and she dropped me off. She gave me a nice long kiss in the driveway and says that she will see me later.
There is another reception at the bride’s parent’s house that afternoon and of course she was there. We knew that most of people there knew we had left together and not seen until the next day. Don’t need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure that one out, so we played the cute, smitten coupe the rest of the afternoon and then made a, once again, early exit.
You guessed it, back to her hotel room for another night of wild sex.
Next morning she drops me back home, thanks mr for a fabulous weekend and gives me her business card. She was like the VP of a financial institute and in the back of the card is her home number and address.
I, unfortunately, never made it to NY. Oh well, I wonder how she is doing?
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