Chapter 48: The Wedding Day

There is a church not far from Red Lion Street. A neat, modernist church with lots of straight lines. This is where Penny and Warren had their wedding. It took place a week ago on a warm autumn Saturday.

Penny lives at number 48 with her mother, Laura. You can read all of her story's here. Penny's father ran away long ago. On the morning of the wedding Laura asked me to come round. She said she needed my help.

I love the way women dress for weddings. Always sexy and smart, always just the right side of slutty.

Laura was 46 and more beautiful than her 22 yr old daughter. She was dressed in a tight yellow dress with a lace-up back. It was yellow and matched her gloves, shoes and large brimmed hat.

She should have looked ridiculous. In a way she did. She also looked delicious.

She was sitting on her stool in her kitchen drinking Martinis at 10am in the morning. Her skirt rode up. I could see her stocking tops.

'How can I help?' I asked.

'I wish Penny's bastard father was still around. The girl needs a dad on a day like today. Could you talk to her? She's very nervous and she's always looked up to you. I think she sees you as a guardian type figure.'

I thought about all the times Penny had shouted 'dirty old man' at me in the street. I thought about the time she told me she got spit roasted in a restaurant by her fiancé and a complete stranger. I thought about the time she sucked me off in her wedding dress and let me come on her face.

I was no father to Penny.

'I'll see what I can do,' I said.

'Before you go up to see her, I could do with a favour myself,' Laura shifted her dress a little so the hem rode higher. She looked at me coquettishly from underneath her wide brimmed hat.

'Say it,' I said.

'A single woman gets lonely. A wedding makes it worse. Don't let me be lonely Captain.' Laura parted her legs a little.

'Open your legs,' I said.

Laura opened her legs wide. I saw her beautiful stocking tops and her black satin panties.

'Pull your panties to one side,' I said.

She pulled her panties to one side and showed me a cunt that a woman half her age would be proud of.

I got my dick out. Laura didn't gasp like the girls normally do. She smiled and looked away.

'How do you want it?' I asked.

'Fast, urgent, functional,' she said and that's how we fucked. I moved in and pulled her legs high and wide. I entered her. I fucked her.

She didn't look at me.

We didn't kiss.

I knew what she needed and I delivered it to her. A hard, perfect fuck.

I started slow and moved my speed up. She moved her hips with mine.

I could tell when she came. Her cunt tightened. She let out a deep breath.

I emptied myself inside her. I came hard. I left it all inside her cunt.

Every last drop.

'Fuck I needed that,' said Laura as she straightened her panties and pulled her skirt down.

'Right,' I said. 'Let me go and see Penny.'

I went up and knocked on Penny's door. She said, 'Fuck off!' and then I walked in.

Her bedroom reminded me of how young she still was. Posters of celebrities I didn't recognise.

She was dressed in her wedding veil and stockings but nothing else. She was painting her nails.

'Didn't you hear me old man? Fuck off!' said Penny.

I sat down on the end of her bed. 'You mother said you were nervous?'

'You stink of sex! Did you just fuck my mum?'

'I know you miss your Father and on a day like today you are sure to be having doubts.'

'You did, didn't you? You fucked my mother downstairs in the kitchen!'

'Just focus on being calm, strong and patient. It will be a beautiful day.'

'Such a filthy cunt.'

'You are going to be surrounded by your friends and family and the man you love.'

'I bet you twenty quid I can suck you hard again.'

'The sun is out, and you look so perfect. I think you need to just revel in the moment.'

'Come on twenty quid. I'm better than my mum let me prove it.'

'Fuck sake, OK.'

I stood up. I undid my trousers. My dick fell out. It was still half hard. It did stink of sex. It smelt of cunt and cum.

'Oh yeah that's my mother's smell all right,' said Penny.

'What the fucking fuck?' I said. 'When do you quit? When do you stop?'

'Put it in my fucking mouth you fucker,' Penny opened wide.

She took my dick inside her. Her mouth was warm.

One thing I've learnt recently is that when you think you can't go again, you usually can.

Penny knows how to suck dick. She's loud, sloppy and messy. 

Slowly I grew. I grew in her fucking mouth.

I looked down and said so. I said, 'Shit I'm growing in your mouth.'

My dick swelled to its full size.

I looked down at Penny. She looked up at me. Dressed like a fucking bride, holy shit.

'I fucked your mum. You can still taste her can't you?'

Penny couldn't speak with her mouth full of dick. She just nodded.

She never took her eyes off of me.

Her tits were full and round, her eyes were big and beautiful. But none of this mattered.

All that mattered was the bare facts of the matter.

This was a bride on her wedding day.

I'd just fucked her mum.

She took my dick out of her mouth and whispered, 'I want my wedding breakfast.'

She put my dick back in her whore mouth and reached underneath and cupped my balls. 

She squeezed them.

Her eyes said, 'Please.'

I unloaded in her gob. I fucking came.

Penny swallowed it all. 'Mum didn't leave much,' she said.

'I've got to go,' I said.

As I left I told Laura that Penny seemed much happier.

I went home and got washed and dressed up. I rock a suit.

A few hours later I got to the wedding.

Rikki and Cate were Penny's bridesmaids. 

Rikki lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Cate lives at number 14. You can read all of her stories here.

They wore red dresses that were far too tight.

They wore red high heels and pale stockings with red seams up the back.

The theme of the wedding was prostitution obviously.

   

'Hello girls,' I said.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki. Rikki was a bitch.

'Hey, why do you call him that?' said Cate. She was nice. She was my friend.

'Look at him,' said Rikki. 'He's a seedy old fuck. Everyone knows it.'

I could have told Cate how Rikki once begged me to fuck her arse on her parents staircase but I decided to leave it.

'Well I think you're just damned rude,' said Cate.

'Fuck off student,' said Rikki.

'Whatever,' said Cate.

'You seem a little edgy Rikki,' I said. 'Is everything ok?'

'She's shitting herself,' said Cate.

'Am not,' said Rikki.

More guests were arriving and people were starting to stare at these two fierce banshees. 

'Come on girls,' I said, 'Let's get you out of the way. You're making a scene.'

I took them both by the arms and quickly scooted them into the church. Rikki said, 'Fuck the fuck off old man!'

Cate said, 'Such a bitch.'

I found a small ante room. The door was unlocked. Inside was a step ladder and a few cleaning products, mops brooms.

I turned to the girls and said, 'Listen, both of you. Calm the fuck down. We are in a church and this is Penny's day. It's not about you two. I want you sit in here. Chill out for ten minutes and when you've learnt to behave I'll come back and get you.

'Fuck off Grandad,' said Rikki.

'Fucksake,' said Cate.

I reached in my inside pocket. I pulled out a hip flask of whiskey. Good whiskey. Too good for these tarts. I gave the flask to Cate.

'Maybe this will calm her down,' I said.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki.

I closed the door on them and looked around the church. Guests were wandering in and sitting on the pews. I saw one figure moving very strangely. I went over and found Tashi.

Tashi lives at number 16. She lives with her parents and her sister. She's only 18.

She was dressed in a top hat and tails and wore black high heels with white socks.

She had her dress hitched up and she was playing with her cunt. 

It was possibly the most shocking thing I'd seen in my life.

'What the fuck do you think you're playing at Tashi! Jesus fucking Christ!'

'I haven't had sex in 18 days,' said Tashi. 'I woke up Saturday afternoon and I was cock hungry. I had that feeling little whores like me get in the pit of their stomach when they need dick in their mouth. Nobody in my house is worth my time, nor do I have privacy. I messaged a friend in my room whilst hearing my family moving about, it was about 2pm. My friend made me play till I was on brink of coming then stop. I did this 6 times. I was sitting in a puddle of juices. I had to put a towel on the bed. When he finally let me cum I screamed so loud my Father rushed in, so I got up quick and feigned stubbing my toe. I don't think he believed me. Captain my whole room smelt like my sweet, young cunt. You would have loved it. After they walked out I took my time using my fingers to wipe up the mess, licking it off. I really wish you could taste me. I really do taste so yummy.

I had the house practically to myself last night, so I played again. Between you and me, I even used a finger in my tiny tiny arse. It still hurts this morning....

I'm not a woman yet... I know I'm not... I'm still a little girl. I like to think I'm a woman. I can hold intelligent conversation and I certainly feel to old to be only 18 but I still fuck like a teenager. I'm actually not that great a fuck. I can suck cock like a pro and I've never failed at finding what turns on anyone on without even trying. But sex isn't my strong suit. I wish it was, I wish I could fuck like a porn star. Some days I wish I could pick up anyone I wanted, fuck them, then leave them. But most people my age don't appreciate my size.

I'm a fucking little cumwhore and I want every hole filled. I can't wait to go on the pill. I want so bad to fuck a teacher and spend the rest of school day letting the cum drip from my cunt. I want so bad for some old married man with kids to cheat on his wife by coming on my arse and letting it drip down my crack. I fantasize about letting strangers into my house to come all over my face, over and over till I'm soaked in jizz. I want an older woman to push my head into her old musty cunt and teach me how to eat pussy like a pro. 

I'm fucking disgusting

I love it.'

Tashi looked at me for a few moments.

'Pull your dress down, get up and go home Tashi,' I said. 'Try and behave yourself.'

Tashi got up and left the church. 

Guests had started to arrive. The main usher came up to me.

'Have you seen the bridesmaids? The groom is here and we're nearly ready to go.'

'I think I know where they are,' I said.

I walked to the room where I had left the girls.

I had movement and giggling inside.

I opened the door.

Cate and Rikki were sprawled out on the floor. Rikki had her dress pulled down and her tits exposed.

Both of them had crucifixes stuffed in their pussies. There were no panties in sight.

There was a small puddle of pussy goo in between Rikki's legs.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki.

'Jesus H Christ,' I said.

'That's what we said when we came,' said Cate.

'Girls, I'm not religious, but seriously. What the fuck?'

'It was a spiritual thing,' said Cate.

'You wouldn't understand,' said Rikki.

'Tidy yourself up,' I said. 'Get out there. The bride is on her way.'

The girls got up, wiped their cunts and followed me into the church. 

The church was full of guests now. They all seemed relieved to see the bridesmaids waiting at the door but there seemed to be a commotion up by the altar. I walked up the aisle to the Usher and the Groom.

Warren, the groom, looked worried. 'Where is she? Why isn't she here? The best man is missing too.'

'Has anybody seen Penny at all?' I asked the Usher.

'She was here,' he said. 'The car pulled up but then we couldn't find the bridesmaids. Now the brides maids are here and the bride and the best man are gone.'

'Hold on, let me go and look,' I said.

I walked around the church opening doors and looking in corners. I walked round the back of the altar and there, in the furthest darkest corner I saw some movement.

As I got closer I could make out Penny's wedding dress.

There were two other people there too.

And then I saw.

SJ is a tall, powerful sex bomb of a woman. A fucking colossus of tits, legs and killer high heels. She stands at 5'11 with massive G cup boobs. She curves in all the right places. Old men have died watching her cross the street. She wiggles, she shakes, she struts.

SJ is real. You can find her here.

She knows exactly why people stare. 

She lives at number 31.

And there she was.

Sitting on the bride's face.

The best man was there too. Eating the bride's cunt.

Once again there were no panties to be seen.

I should have been surprised. I really wasn't.

'Penny? Penny?! Get up. Time to get married,' I said.

'Don't you even think of answering him. You have your mouth full!' said SJ.

It's true. Penny's mouth was full of cunt.

The best man turned round and said, 'Dude, give us five minutes will you?'

SJ said, 'It's my wedding present for Penny. A beautiful dripping snatch.'

SJ really was a minx. A little devil. You could see it in her eyes.

'Can't you go five minutes without getting your cunt filled. Why do you have to be such a destructive little tart, Samantha?'

'Do you hear her complaining? Penny wanted my cunt. She looked so pretty. I couldn't refuse.'

'Slag, tarts, fucknuts,' I said. 'Get up now. Penny's getting married.'

As Penny got up from underneath SJ her lipstick was smeared across her face and mixed with glistening fanny juice. I could smell SJs pussy on her face. So would the groom when he kissed her.

'I'm going to be the perfect Wife,' said Penny.

Somehow the wedding went ahead. Somehow Penny and Warren got married.

The reception was at the Red Lion Pub. The drinking went late into the night. By 2 am there were only a few of us left. People were going home. The DJ started packing up.

Rikki had been dancing all night. Rubbing and grinding herself up against all the old men. They thought she was just having fun and joking. I wasn't so sure.

Rikki sat down next to me. For once it looked like a girl on Red Lion Street had had enough of wearing high shoes. Rikki looked at me with an expression you might call friendly, just about.

'It's doomed,' I said.

'What the marriage?' asked Rikki.

'I think so.'

'I think they're going to be great together. I think their marriage will last,' continued Rikki. 'Do you think that Warren doesn't know that Penny sucked you off this morning? Or that she got her snatch licked behind the altar by the best man? She told him. He loves it. He does the same.'

'Hmmm,' I pondered, 'but these things always slide out of control. People saying they are polyamorous and all that shit. People want to be needed. Jealousy will turn up at some point.'

'I think that's true of many,' said Rikki. 'Swinging and open marriages is a posture for many. Something one person wants more that the other but I think Penny and Warren are the real deal. Absolute fuckaholics. Totally committed to each others sexual pleasure no matter what it is. They are without boundaries and limits. They are on a beautiful, fiery trip to hell. They are careering into the abyss, covered in sex juice, opening their holes for anyone that wants them. They are totally lost in each other. They want to stay lost.'

'Maybe,' I wasn't convinced.

'Let me show you a beautiful marriage. Follow me.'

Rikki got down on her hands and knees. She crawled across the dirty dance floor. I followed her. I had no choice. I don't know what I'm doing any more. I am a husk.

Rikki pulled her bridesmaids dress up over her arse. I could see her cunt and anus as she crawled.

Rikki crawled towards the men's toilets. She pushed the door open with her head. We went inside.

Inside was Penny naked but for heels, stockings and her veil. She was riding a naked guy, reverse cowgirl on the dirty toilet floor. His dick was long and thick. She was fucking him slow and steady. Almost rising off it before plunging down again.

Standing either side of her were Warren and the best man. Penny was wanking the best man and about to put his dick in her mouth. Warren had his dick out too and was rock hard.

'Hello Rikki, hello old man,' said Penny.

'That's the dude who stopped me eating out Penny at the church,' said the best man.

'Shut up and stick your dick in my Wife's mouth,' said Warren.

The man on the floor said, 'Shitfuck.'

Rikki turned around to me and said, 'Aren't they beautiful? Aren't they in love?'

'Possibly,' I said.

'Mmmmm,' said Penny.

'Shit, I'm close already,' said the best man.

'All of you, please fuck my wife. Fill all of her holes. Make her day perfect,' said Warren.

The man on the floor said, 'Has anybody seen my wife? Has she gone home?'

Rikki said, 'Take my arse old man. Take it now whilst I lick my best friend's cunt.'

I sort of hate living on this street.

Chapter 43: Swapsies

I live at no 10 Red Lion Street. Stephanie and Rob live at number 42.

Read all of Stephanie's stories here

They are newly married. Their marriage is in free fall. They are out of control.

Stephanie is that rare thing, a woman with a truly insatiable sexual appetite. Her husband isn't enough for her. No man could be. She wants cock day and night and will do anything she can to get it.

She found three big dicked black guys on the internet. She took them to a hotel. She got filled in every hole. She took photos. Read about it here.  

She put the photos in a place where her husband would find them.

He found them. Stephanie just doesn't care what she does.

Rob came to me in tears. I told him him to fuck the pain away. I took him to the local prostitute.

You can read about that here.

Rob phoned me up yesterday. 'I have to thank you,' he said.

'What for?'

'You saved my marriage.'

'I can't see how,' I said. 'What happened?'

'After I fucked that prostitute I was distraught. I didn't know what to do. I lay on the kitchen floor crying my heart out. Stephanie came home and found me. I told her everything, that I'd found the photos, that I'd fucked a prostitute in revenge. She smiled from ear to ear.'

'You have a strange wife, Rob,' I said.

'She said that now we could be truly in love. Truly liberated. We could fuck whoever we want forever. She said this was true marriage, true love, absolute trust.'

'She's insane.'

'I love her, I can't let her go,' said Rob. 'She wants you to have dinner with us tonight. She wants to say thank you for taking me to a prostitute.'

'Shit, er, ok.'

'Do you know that expensive Italian in town?'

I did. I'd heard all about this place. Read about it here.

'Bring a date,' said Rob. 'Do you know anyone submissive?'

'I know a few.'

'Bring one.'

I put the phone down. This was going to be an adventure. This is the sort of activity I was trying to quit. I thought of all the girls on Red Lion Street. I phoned up Ms. F at number 17. Read about her here.

'Want to come to dinner tonight with me, Steph and Rob,' I asked.

'Do you want me to bring my husband?'

'I don't think so.'

'Is something filthy going to happen? Are you going to order me to do stuff?'

'Almost definitely.'

'Let me ask,' Ms. F put her hand over the receiver and shouted out to her partner. 'Husband? Captain Shame wants  me to go on a double date with him. I think he wants to order me to fuck or suck someone, can I go?'

I heard a muffled "whatever" from Ms. F's husband.

'OK I'm in,' said Ms. F. 'What should I wear?'

'Dress like a slut on her pay day,' I said.

'Pick me up at 8pm.'

Ms. F was a vision when I met her, a complete goddess, wide fuckable hips, big E cup tits. She wore a tight red dress with a tight corset. She wore a collar, nylon hold ups and high, red, patent leather shoes.

I wanted to throw her on the ground and fuck her on the pavement in the street.

I knew she would have let me.

We got to the restaurant. Ms. F dressed provocatively but Steph completely crossed the line.

She wore black heels and dark opaque hold ups. 

But shit.

Holy shit.

Jesus fuck.

The dress. 

 

Stephnie was wearing a completely see-through, nylon dress.

The type you only see in filth shops.

I'd never seen a girl wear one in public.

You could see her bra and tits. You could see her panties. Everyone stared, even Ms. F. "Holy crap," she said.

Stephanie is a pretty blonde with a perfect body who will fuck anything. They really do exist.

We sat down and ate our starters. We talked gossip about the street. We tried to guess who had made Reese pregnant.

Rob kept looking at Ms. F's perfect rack. I kept staring at Steph's sweet cock sucking mouth.

High heeled shoes kept caressing my leg. I couldn't always work out whose.

Rob said to me, "So Ms. F will do as you say?"

"I think so," I said.

"Try something."

"Ms. F, hitch your skirt up. Touch your cunt."

"Yes," she said. Ms. F fidgeted in her seat but eventually got her dress up round her ass. She put her hand inside her panties. She finger fucked herself at the dinner table.

"Shit," said Rob. "Can I ask her something?"

"Do as Rob says," I said to Ms. F.

"Pull down the top of your dress. Scoop your breasts out of your bra. Show me and my wife your tits."

Ms. F looked horrified. We were in a restaurant. We were stuck in a corner but still; people would see.

She unbuttoned her dress.

She pulled down the straps.

She heaved her huge boobs out of their holsters.

She looked fucking magnificent.

Fucking gorgeous E cup tits. Me, Rob and Steph all stared.

The waiters collected our plates. They didn't even bat an eyelid.

2More?" I said.

"More," said Rob.

"More," said Steph.

"More!" said Ms. F.

"Get under the table," said Rob. 'Suck me.'

Ms. F looked at me. I nodded yes.

Ms. F slid off the chair and disappeared under our table.

I heard Rob's fly unzip. I saw his mouth open and his eyes roll.

2Sweet Jesus," he said.

His wife sat next to him and held his hand. She said, "Is my baby getting sucked off good?"

"I'm growing in her mouth," gasped Rob.

"She likes that," I said.

We all heard a gargled sound from under the table. Ms. F mouth was full of dick.

Our courses arrived.

I looked under the table.

Fuck, what a gorgeous sight.

Ms. Fs big arse was encased in beautiful lace panties. Her skirt was hitched up. Her stockinged legs and heels were all exposed.

Her mouth was full of dick.

I said, "Ms. F hurry up or your dinner will get cold."

Steph said to Rob, "Is she good?"

Rob said, "Jesus, shit, she's good."

Steph said, "Is she better than me, husband?"

Rob said, "I'm sorry but yes, she is. She's so fucking good. She is better than you, wife. So much better. I'm sorry."

Steph said, "Come in her her mouth, Come on her face. Do it for me. Make me happy."

Rob moaned, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

From under the table we heard Ms. F cry out a garbled "fuck."

Two minutes later Ms. F reappeared from under the table.

Her tits were still out. She had a mass of cum all around her mouth. It was running off her chin onto her perfect fat tits.

"Shit," she said. 'He came so hard it all burst out of my mouth. I wanted to swallow it all but I couldn't. I have cum everywhere."

"Don't clean you face," I said. "Leave your tits out. Eat your dinner."

"Shit," said Rob.

"Fuck", said Steph.

We sat their and ate our dinner. We talked about art and history. Ms. F just sat there with her big cum drenched jugs out on display.

Ms. F talked normally to Steph with Steph's husband's jizz smeared over her slutty face.

Beautiful.

We finished the main courses and ordered coffees. The waiters took our plates away.

The waiters must have noticed our cum splattered whore but never said anything.

I felt Steph's sharp stiletto heel rub up my leg.

"Rob?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"I wondered if you'd mind if I stick my dick down your wife's throat?"

"I'm not her keeper. She's her own woman. Ask her." 

"Steph..I.."

Steph didn't wait to be asked. She slid under the table.

She unzipped me. I was so fucking hard. I sprang out.

She ran my dick around her face.

She kissed it.

She licked it.

Fuck.

She put my swollen fuck stick inside her dirty, filthy, cock sucking gob.

It was fucking heaven.

I looked under the table and Steph looked up at me as she licked my bell end.

Steph is the kind of girl who always looks up at you when she sucks dick. She knows how important the eye contact is.

She really is fucking beautiful.

Her fantastic arse was out behind her. She arched her back.

Her eyes wanted to please.

"Fucking use me," said Steph. "Use my mouth as a fucking cum bucket."

"How are you ever going to hold on to your wife Rob?" I asked.

"By letting her have whatever she wants," said Rob.

Ms. F reached over and grabbed my hand. "I'm wet. Can I play?"

"Yes," I said. Ms. F put her hand inside her panties.

Rob was wanking himself hard again too.

Everyone was getting theirs.

"What makes you come darling?" asked Steph.

"Cup my balls. Reach round and touch between my ball sack and my arse. It's like a fucking switch. I will erupt."

Steph took my balls into her hand. She reached under and touched behind my sack. She deep throated me.

I looked up at Rob. He said, "Let go."

I came so fucking hard. Every drop jetted down into her unfaithful mouth.

"I just came in your wife's mouth," I said to Rob.

"Thank you," said Rob.

"Fuck," said Ms. F. She might have been coming herself. Her tits were shaking.

Steph came up from under the table.

She looked gorgeous.

"Watch," she said.

Steph let cum dribble out of her chin and fall down onto her see-through nylon dress.

A drop landed on her right tit.

"What a slut," I said.

"I know," said Rob.

I'm starting to like living on this street again.

(Ms. F is real and has her own blog http://redkinkdiaries.wordpress.com/)