The wedding turned out truly magnificent. Groom-Tom and Bride-Emma sat happily at the royal table, delighting in the shared joy and celebration.
"I'll go to the restroom for a moment," Emma said abruptly, standing up. Emma's bridesmaid, Sophia, followed her. Sophia was her neighbour and childhood friend.
They entered the restroom and were about to close the door when someone's hand stopped it. A swift movement—someone slipped inside and locked the door. Startled, Emma recognized her neighbour and former lover, Brian, with whom she had spent many passionate nights of sex.
"Are you crazy? What are you doing? Get out of here before someone sees you!" Emma looked at him fearfully.
"Calm down, my love. No one will see us. You look so beautiful in that dress—it's driven me mad. I can't hold back anymore. If I don't taste you right now, I'll lose my mind. My manhood is so hard it's about to burst out of my pants. No matter what happens here, I have to take you right now." With these words, Brian grabbed Emma and pulled her close.
"Don't be stupid! You'll ruin my makeup and dress. Get out of here! We'll have time for sex later—just leave now!" Emma tried to push him away.
Sophia stood confused, watching the two, unsure what to do. She knew all about Emma and Brian's past—Emma had never hidden anything from her.
"Sophia, don't look for a second. Turn around," Brian requested. Then he took Emma's hand and led her to the sink. "I can't wait another minute, my love. I'll be careful—I won't mess up your dress."
"What are you doing to me?" Ruska got angry. "Don't you remember I sewed up my hymen the day before yesterday, I have to give my virginity to my husband."
"I don't remember anything, and I can't think straight. All I know is that I want you," the lust-filled man replied.
"Fine, I'll calm you down a bit. I'll give you a quick blowjob, then you leave," Emma agreed. She sat on the sink, undid the buttons of Brian's pants, and his throbbing cock jumped free.
"Damn, you're really hard," Emma giggled, gently pressing her lips to the swollen head. She began moving her mouth slowly, while Brian gripped her head to speed things up.
"Slow down, boy! Don't mess up my hair—let go!" Emma quickly freed herself. She opened her mouth wide, taking him deep into her throat, her lips and tongue working energetically. Lost in pleasure, Brian moaned loudly.
Soon, Emma felt him nearing climax. Afraid of staining her dress, she stood up, stepped beside him, and gripped his shaft tightly with both hands, stroking fast. A few seconds later, cum spurted out. "Phew, my dress is safe," Emma sighed in relief.
But his cock remained hard, and his lust-filled eyes told her he wasn't done. Emma realized she wouldn't be able to get rid of him off so easily—and she, too, was now craving more.
"Come on, let's do anal, my love. just don't put it in my pussy," Emma said, bending over the sink and bracing herself. "Carefully lift my dress—don't tear it!"
Brian carefully pulled up the ruffled dress, soon revealing Emma's white lace panties covering her plump backside. He squeezed her cheeks firmly, yanked the panties down to her knees, spread her, and pressed his eager cock against her anus.
Emma winced in pain but turned to meet his thrusts. Brian pushed in slowly at first, then gradually sped up as he buried himself deep inside her.
Soon, the restroom was filled with the sounds of their pleasure—moans and gasps echoing off the walls.
Meanwhile, a stunned Sophia stood with her back to them, occasionally sneaking curious glances at the passionate couple.
Brian finished with the final thrust, pulled out, cleaned himself with toilet paper, and tucked himself back in. Emma straightened up and began fixing herself.
"You go first, my love. We'll come out later," she said, kissing Brian goodbye. He slipped out quietly.
"Lelo, you have the lipstick in your bag, right? Damn, it came off when I was giving a blowjob." Sophia helped her clean up, and the Bride returned to feast.
"Where have you been, my love, for so long? Come, let's dance!" the groom called out and invited the bride to dance. Emma initially stepped forward, but her anus used by Brian's thick cock still ached, and she realized she couldn't handle dance. As if by instinct, she brushed off Tom with a refusal and a kiss, sending him off to the dance floor before settling back into her seat.