MasukThe cake had been cut. Speeches made. Nova danced one final slow song with Ben before whispering that she needed a moment to rest in the bridal suite before they left for their honeymoon. Ben kissed her forehead lovingly and told her to take her time.The moment she stepped inside the suite, the three men were waiting.Ryan locked the door. Marcus dimmed the lights. Leo pulled her into his arms first.âNo more teasing,â Leo said, voice thick with need. âWeâre going to fuck you properly now.âThey didnât waste time undressing her carefully. Ryan unzipped her wedding gown and let it pool at her feet. She stood in just her white lace bra, garter belt, stockings, and heels. The men groaned at the sight.âFuck, look at our beautiful bride,â Marcus said. He unclasped her bra and freed her breasts, immediately sucking one nipple into his mouth. Nova moaned loudly, no need to stay quiet anymore.Ryan dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. âHmmm⌠Still so wet.â He buried his face be
Nova stepped out of the bridal suite on shaky legs. The wedding planner fussed over her veil and dress, completely unaware of the wetness between her thighs or the way her body still throbbed with need. Ryan, Marcus, and Leo followed a few steps behind, looking calm and composed in their suits, but their eyes burned when they glanced at her.âYou look perfect,â Ryan said softly as they reached the entrance to the garden where the ceremony would take place. His hand brushed her lower back for just a second. âRemember how wet you are right now. Thatâs our secret.âNova shivered. The garden looked beautiful. It had white chairs, flowers everywhere, and soft music playing. Ben stood at the end of the aisle, smiling proudly. Her soon-to-be husband. The man she was supposed to love and cherish. Guilt twisted in her stomach, but the ache between her legs was stronger.The ceremony began. Nova walked down the aisle slowly, every step making her aware of how slick and sensitive she was. Marcus
Leoâs warm breath brushed against Novaâs inner thigh as he continued kissing higher. The bridal suite felt hotter now, the air thick with tension and the scent of her perfume mixed with the menâs cologne. Novaâs white wedding dress was bunched up around her waist, exposing her lacy white panties that were already soaked.âPlease,â Nova whispered, her voice shaky with need. âTouch me more.âLeo looked up at her with dark eyes. âYou want my mouth on you, beautiful?â He pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss right over her panties, breathing warmly against her most sensitive spot. Nova moaned loudly, her hips jerking forward.Ryan held her steady on his lap, his hard cock pressing against her ass through his pants. âThatâs it. Let him taste you. But weâre not going to let you come yet.â His hands squeezed her breasts gently, thumbs circling her stiff nipples through the lace of her dress. âWe want you aching when you walk down the aisle.âMarcus stood beside them, stroking Novaâs hair. âLook
The knob rattled again. âNova? Is everything alright in there?â Alexâs voice came through the door, sounding concerned but curious.Ryan quickly stepped back, adjusting his suit jacket. Marcus pulled his hand from under Novaâs gown, but not before giving her thigh one last teasing squeeze. Novaâs face was flushed, her lips slightly swollen from Ryanâs kiss. She took a deep breath and tried to steady her voice.âIâm fine, Alex,â she called out. âJust⌠fixing my makeup. Give me a minute.âThere was a short pause. âOkay. But hurry. Ben is getting anxious out here.âFootsteps moved away slowly. The three of them let out a collective breath. Novaâs legs felt weak. She leaned against the wall, heart still racing.Marcus grinned, eyes bright with excitement. âThat was close. You sounded so innocent. No one would guess his best man just had his hand up your dress.âRyan ran a hand through his hair, looking torn between guilt and desire. âThis is dangerous, Nova. Really dangerous. But fuck⌠I
âYou really wore that underneath?â Marcus whispered, his voice low and rough. He had Nova gently pressed against the wall in the bridal suite, one hand sliding slowly up her white gown. âSuch a naughty bride.âNovaâs breath came fast. Her heart hammered against her ribs. âMarcus, we canât⌠the ceremony starts soon.â But she didnât push him away. His fingers traced the edge of her lacy white garter, teasing the sensitive skin of her thigh. The touch sent warm sparks through her body.Marcus smiled, his eyes dark with desire. âYouâve been looking at me like this for months during the wedding planning. Donât pretend you donât want it.â He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. âJust a little fun before you say âI doâ to my best friend. No one has to know.âNova moaned softly as his fingers moved higher, barely touching where she was already getting wet. The scent of his cologne mixed with the sweet smell of her wedding bouquet on the nearby table. Her beautiful white dress felt suddenly t
The first light of morning filtered weakly through the frosted cabin windows. The snow outside was still falling steadily, blanketing everything in thick white silence. Inside, the fire had burned low but still gave off a cozy warmth. Emma stirred first, nestled between Jakeâs warm body and Lisaâs soft curves. Cum from the night before had dried on her skin, and her pussy felt pleasantly sore.Jake woke up next, his morning length rock-hard and pressed firmly against Emmaâs ass. He groaned softly and rocked his hips slowly, sliding his thick cock between her cheeks. âFuck⌠good morning, sis,â he whispered, voice rough with sleep and lust. His hand slid down her body and cupped her breast, pinching the nipple gently until it hardened.Emma moaned quietly, pushing back against him. âJake⌠youâre already so hard.âLisa woke up on Emmaâs other side and smiled sleepily at the sight. âLooks like someoneâs feeling naughty this morning.â She leaned over and kissed Emma deeply, tongues sliding
Ethanâs POVMy control snapped completely.I kissed her roughly, shoving my tongue into her mouth as I lifted her onto the kitchen counter. Ava moaned into the kiss and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. My hand slid between her thighs and found her pussy already dripping wet, her
Professor Adrian Kaneâs wife left town on Friday morning for a weekend conference. By Saturday evening, he sent Lila a single message:âMy house. 8 PM. Come through the back gate and wear something easy to remove.âLilaâs hands trembled as she got ready. She chose a simple red sundress with thin st
Lila walked quietly down the empty hallway of the literature building. It was already past nine in the evening. Most students had gone to their done, but she needed to return a book to Professor Adrian Kaneâs office. The hallway lights were dim. Her footsteps echoed softly on the tiled floor.Profe
The silence in the living room stretched for several long seconds after Elenaâs words. No one moved. The only sound was the soft jazz playing in the background and the heavy breathing of four adults standing on the edge of something irreversible.Ryan was the first to speak. He looked at Elena with







