• HONEYMOON,  STORIES

    HONEYMOON SUITE

    HONEYMOON SUITE. A couple of white ladies’ impact points lay deserted in the foyer a foot inside the way to the suite. Next came a couple of men’s boots, a threw coat, a folded formal shirt, and a bra. A man and a lady lay spread and tangled on the bed, his feet close to her head. His arm, covered up by the lady’s dress, lay between her legs and his jeans actually burdened his lower legs. Morning wood ascended through the opening of the man’s briefs. Smircesh on the clothing and surrounding his shaft coordinated with the shade of the lady’s spread lipstick. The short’s texture caught numerous strands…

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    FANTASY COMES TO LIFE L

    FANTASY COMES TO LIFE L. My most stunning sexual experience was on our subsequent special first-night excursion to Dubai. We are a couple from India, and we head out a ton to worldwide objections. We’ve been hitched for a very long time, and we were seeing someone three years before that. We both love vaginal, oral, butt-centric, and any remaining kinds of delights. We remained in the Dubai Marina region and were fortunate to get lodging confronting a stream where heaps of speed boats were moving. It was a heartfelt view from our room. We were getting a charge out of the view and figured we may jump at the…

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    FUNNY HONEYMOON QUICKIE

    FUNNY HONEYMOON QUICKIE. My new lady and I had a fabulous beginning to our marriage with an outing to the mountains. We had intercourse ordinarily, climbed, ate, and had more sex. On our lengthy commute home, we halted in a city to separate the outing and looked into a lodging. We got to our room very horny, obviously. Right away we took a gander at one another, smelling the air. The room smelled emphatically of smoke. We had mentioned a non-smoking room and were baffled. Adjusting our longing for one another and whether we ought to request a room change was the job needing to be done. Our craving took…

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    WEDDING NIGHT

    WEDDING NIGHT. We were both too tired after our wedding service to perfect our pledges. We’d held up this long; what might one more day hurt? The following day, we discovered our room adorned with roses and scented candles. I bolted the entryway and headed towards the bed, where my better half and I sat down. I drank a large portion of a glass of milk and gave her the other a large portion of (a custom in India), watching her swallow it. Hints of milk clung to her lips. She was going to wipe, when I said, “No, I will do it.” I licked the drops from around her…

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    LEARNING IS FUN

    LEARNING IS FUN. I need to concede that closeness with my significant other was exceptionally off-kilter when we previously got hitched. We saved everything for our big day. After we said I do, everything was legitimate. I began contemplating whether I kissed right. How would we kiss? Also, when we met up as one interestingly, we knew nothing. How would we begin? Where do we put his penis? Where was my vaginal opening? In any case, the beginning was simpler than we’d anticipated. Our bodies just responded to one another. I never felt my body respond to that path previously. At that point, I saw and felt something I never…

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    NIGHT CAP

    NIGHT CAP. Following a night out playing pool, the youthful a few return to their loft and resigns to the room. He looks as she removes her pants, which lay out her pleasant ass; she’d been prodding him with that fineness while they were out. She lifts her shirt over her head and, as she pivots, he sees that her bra cuts toward the front. She holds up a second as he takes in her excellence. He pulls her nearby and kisses her gut, at that point her neck and shoulders. His last kiss discovers her lips. At that point, he ventures back, unclips the bra, and throws it to…

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    SO YOU WANT A TASTE?

    SO YOU WANT A TASTE? My better half and I have been together since secondary school. Oral sex has been something that we have both delighted in throughout the long term, however, I have been working other fiery perspectives into the oral sex blend. Perusing a few stories on Bridesfun has roused me to take a shot at composing a short story. It has likewise given me the acknowledgment that I am by all accounts not the only one who discovers sharing a taste and alluring thought. Portions of this story have occurred before, however, the closure is an unrealistic dream that I have not had the option to work…

  • STORIES,  WEDDING

    WEDDING NIGHT BLIZZARD

    WEDDING NIGHT BLIZZARD. A snowstorm seethed outside, however, our vacation bungalow was easily warm, on account of a thundering fire in the chimney. “I’m prepared, Jack.” I remained close to my bed with one foot on the floor and one foot laying on the bed. I wore a shirt Jack had mentioned for our wedding night—a white long-sleeved shirt. The shirttails shrouded my correct hand and its index finger playing with my clit. A dark lace of velvet around my midriff held the shirt shut. I’d secured it to pull the shirt tight against the bends of my middle and rub against my areolas, which at this point were stressing…

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    PARADISE PART THREE

    PARADISE PART THREE. We spent a magnificent excursion day together, going to places and doing things alone. Appreciating each other’s conversation. As the day wore on, I saw that the arm around my midriff was turning into the hand on my bottom. From the start, I was somewhat humiliated to be seen strolling around this way. Yet, later I returned the signal. Both of us strolled around looking like young people in heat. At the point when we got back to our suite, I went into the room to change into more agreeable garments. On the bed was a red blessing wrapped bundle on the bed. It had a heart-molded…

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    PERFECT PLACE

    PERFECT PLACE. I was in the kitchen as usual when I heard my husband, Greg, shout out my name as he arrived home from work. I responded,  “Yeh, in here. I’m ready.” “Huh? Ready for what?” As he rounded the doorframe from the hallway, Greg found me standing at the stove wearing nothing on but my thin nightie, even though it was only late afternoon. It exposed my unshaved bush so vividly that his cock began to bulge under his pants—just the reaction I had hoped for. I left everything I was doing to loosen his pants and slid them down as I dropped to the linoleum. I teased him…