Bangin’ the Boss’s Bride

I scooted my chair back from the table to make room, and Emily climbed out of her chair. She sat down on the floor, on her knees. She placed each of her hands on my thighs. She smiled up at me, and opened her mouth. Then she dove in, and took my penis in her mouth and began sucking on it.

“I didn’t say suck it!” Jen said laughing, “I said ‘lick it’”

Emily continued to slurp on my cock, oblivious to Jen.

“Emily! It’s your turn.” Jen said.

Emily came to her senses and stopped sucking. She climbed back into her chair.

“Mary. Truth or dare?” Emily asked.

“Truth.” Mary answered.

“Spit, or swallow?” Emily asked.

“I swallow every last drop.” Mary answered. She laughed again, and her tits jiggled.

“New guy. Truth or dare?” Mary asked me.

“Truth.” I answered.

“Have you ever had three girls at the same time?” Mary asked.

“Not yet.” I answered, and we all laughed again.

Jen poured four shots of vodka, and we each took a glass, and downed the shots.

“Emily. Truth or dare?” I asked.

“Dare! Make it good.” Emily said.

“Come over here and sit on my lap.” I said.

Jen and Mary both stared at me with their mouths open, shocked at my dare. They eagerly anticipated Emily’s response. To their surprise, Emily hiked up her cocktail dress to her hips, and pulled her white lace panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them, and stepped in front of me. She placed her hands on the table, and slowly lowered herself down to my lap. She paused for a moment, and reached behind her ass and grabbed onto my throbbing cock. She directed it towards her pink, shaved pussy, and sat down the rest of the way. She moaned loudly as I penetrated her.

“Wow!” Mary exclaimed.

“That’s impressive, Emily. You took the whole thing!” Jen said.

“Mmmmm…. It feels amazing,” Emily said, as she began to squirm around a little bit on my lap. “Can I sit here for the rest of the game?” She asked. We all laughed again.

“Sure.” I said.

Emily turned back to me and asked “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” I answered.

“Fuck me.” Emily said.

I stood up and bent her over the table, and firmly gripped both of her shoulders. I began thrusting my huge cock inside her.

“Fuck yes!” Emily cried.

“Mary. Truth or dare?” I asked, while I continued to pump Emily’s pussy from behind. Emily moaned loudly with every thrust.

“Dare!” Mary replied.

“Your turn.” I said. “Come over here.”

I pulled my penis out of Emily, and she returned to her seat. Mary stepped over to where Emily was standing a moment before, and bent over the table. She hiked her dress up above her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I held onto her hips, and slowly penetrated her smooth, shaved pussy. Her large breasts jiggled as I entered her.

“Whoa!” Mary cried. I began to slowly thrust my cock inside her.

“Jen. Truth or dare?” Mary asked. Then she hung her head down and began whimpering as I fucked her from behind.

“Truth.” Jen replied.

“When was the last time you sucked a big, juicy cock?” Mary asked.

“It’s been awhile. Maybe a year.” Jen answered.

“Emily. Truth or dare?” Jen asked.

“Dare.” Emily answered. She took another shot of vodka and slammed the shot glass down on the table.

“Take the new guy in the other room and get fucked.” Jen said.

Emily stood up from her chair, and took my right hand in hers. I pulled my penis out of Mary and Emily walked me out of the dining room, and into the living room. She guided me to the couch, and I sat down. She unzipped her dress, and let it fall to the floor. She unclasped her bra and tossed it on the floor by her dress. Then she climbed onto my lap, straddling me, with her heels still on. She sat down gently, taking my cock deep inside her.

“Fuck me.” Emily said, as she began gyrating her hips. Her pussy was dripping wet, and it was obvious to me that she had cum earlier when I fucked her over the table. She began moaning loudly as she grinded her clit against my pubic bone. She placed each of her hands on my shoulders and began bouncing up and down on my shaft, slamming my cock deep inside her. I reached around and grabbed onto her firm ass, and lifted her up and dropped her back down.

“Oh my God! I’m cumming!” Emily cried. She continued to bounce on my cock as she came. “Fuck yes!” She screamed.

I heard Jen and Mary laugh in the other room. Emily screamed and whimpered for a few minutes, and then she stopped bouncing. She rested her head on my left shoulder while she caught her breath. Then she dismounted my throbbing cock, and we both walked back to the dining room and sat back down in our chairs. Emily was still completely naked, except for her high-heels.

“Mary. Truth or dare?” Emily asked, as she adjusted her curly blond hair.

“Dare.” Mary replied.

“Suck on his huge cock for five minutes.” Emily said.

Mary obediently climbed out of her chair and sat down on the floor on her knees, between my legs. Her large breasts brushed against my thighs, and I ran my fingers through her short, curly black hair. She opened her mouth, and took my cock in her mouth. She began to slowly slurp at my cock. Jen poured some more drinks, and Emily, Jen, and I toasted and began sipping on our drinks. Mary continued to suck on my throbbing cock. She wrapped both of her hands around my shaft and began stroking my cock while she sucked me.

“So, what do you do?” Emily asked me.

“I work at an accounting firm, downtown.” I answered. “It’s boring…. especially compared to this.” I groaned as Mary licked at the head of my penis.

“Whose birthday is it?” I asked.

“Birthday?” Emily asked.

“Yea, aren’t you girls celebrating a birthday tonight?” I asked.

“No, we’re not.” Jen answered for her.

“Oh, I figured—” I began.

“This is a bachelorette party.” Jen answered.

“Really?” I asked, surprised.

“Who’s getting—” I began to ask.

“Don’t worry about it.” Jen interrupted.

“That’s five minutes.” Emily said to Mary. Mary didn’t want to stop, and she continued stroking and sucking me. “Mary! It’s your turn.”

Mary stopped sucking, and took my cock out of her mouth. “Emily. Truth or dare?” She asked.

“Dare.” Emily answered.

“Make him cum as fast as you can.” Mary said.

“How?” Emily asked.

“I don’t know. Be creative.” Mary answered, as she stood up and returned to her seat.

Emily stood up and stepped in front of me. Her heels clicked against the tile floor. She placed her hands on the table, and lowered her ass down to the tip of my cock. Then she slowly took my cock back inside her sopping wet pussy, and sat all the way down, taking me completely inside her. She exhaled and moaned simultaneously. Then she began to make quick, short strokes, massaging my cock with her pussy.

My cock began to spasm, and she squeezed it with her pussy muscles. Her short curly blond hair bounced on her shoulders as she frantically gyrated her hips. Emily was good, she knew exactly what she was doing. I felt my cock begin to quiver, and my balls began tingling. I was about to lose it, and she felt it. She sped up her movements, and I crossed the point of no return.

I felt my cum begin to pump, and she started lifting her ass and dropping it back down, making long, deep strokes. I shot a huge load inside her. She didn’t stop. She continued to drop her ass down hard. I shot another load inside her. Then she sat all the way back down, holding me deep inside her. She began massaging my cock with her pussy muscles, milking out more cum. I shot several more loads inside her, and then she stopped. Then Emily stood up and grabbed a napkin off the table. She wiped my cum from her pussy lips and sat back down in her chair. I was dazed. I came a LOT, and I was totally spent. The girls all giggled.

“Good job, Emily.” Mary said.

“Yea. Great job!” Jen said.

“Whose turn is it?” Emily asked.

“It’s your turn, Emily.” Mary said.

“Oh, right.” Emily said. “New guy. Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” I replied.

“How long of a break do you need?” Emily asked, laughing. She was in orgasmic bliss, and only semi-coherent.

“About 10 minutes, I guess.” I replied.

Jen poured some more shots of vodka, and we all slammed them down. We took a break from our game, and talked for about 15 minutes. To my surprise, neither Emily nor Mary put their clothes back on. I assumed they were waiting for me to recharge for another round.

“I’m getting sleepy,” Emily said. “I’m gonna crash here, if you don’t mind, Jen?”

“No problem, take the guest bedroom.” Jen said.

“Thanks,” Emily said, as she drunkenly stood up from her chair. “New guy. Come with me.”

I stood up and followed her to the guest bedroom. I clumsily set the alarm clock on my phone. I guess we were drunker than we realized, because we both crashed into the bed, and passed out almost immediately. I don’t even remember turning off the lights. A few hours after falling asleep, someone had crawled underneath the covers, between my legs.

I felt a pair, of plump juicy lips wrap around my cock and begin sucking me. I just laid back and enjoyed it. From the sucking earlier, I recognized the technique as Mary’s. I don’t remember the whole experience, because I fell asleep a few times during the blowjob. I remember, that I didn’t cum in Mary’s mouth, because when I was about to blow my load, I woke up again to Emily straddling me and riding my cock. I don’t know where Mary went, but I wasn’t particularly concerned. Emily was straddling me half-awake, with her eyes closed, gyrating her hips, milking out my cum again. I remember shooting a huge load inside Emily, and then I passed out again.

The next thing that I remember was waking up to my alarm clock at 6 o’clock in the morning. I had a splitting headache. The hangover was vicious. I scrambled to find my clothes that were scattered throughout the dining room and living room. I tried to wake up Emily, but she was way too hung over to get out of bed. I left her a note with my phone number, and said that I’d like to see her again. I left Jen’s house, and walked back to my apartment. I took a shower and got ready for my boss’s wedding. I called my buddy Ken for a ride. He was hung over too, but he picked me up a couple of hours later, and we drove to the wedding.

We inconspicuously downed a couple of Bloody Mary’s outside to kill our hangovers, and lamented the misery that was about to happen. This was the last place we wanted to spend a Saturday morning! We both found some seats in the chapel, and took turns napping while we waited for the ceremony to begin. After what seemed like hours, the ceremony finally began. It took me awhile to put two and two together, but I recognized the bridesmaids.