Jodie Adams is an attractive young woman in her early twenties, with a magnetic personality and heaps of sexiness. She comes from a wealthy family and has created celebrity status as a model and socialite, travelling the globe. She is the ‘It' girl, whose every move is followed by the tabloids and social media.

Her father is American and her mother is French, a good mix of jeans and an upbringing in America, France and England have given Jodie worldly experience. She fills every room she walks into. She has a defined, chiselled face, perfect cheekbones, big blue eyes, a cute nose and beautiful long blonde hair. Her perfectly tanned endless legs are slender and toned, accentuating her passion for high heels. She always wears it well and looks irresistibly gorgeous to the many who fantasise about her image. Every hairstyle and outfit is immaculately planned and influenced by fashion designers who want her to endorse their latest designs.

Media attention was at a high as after a holiday romance in Cancun with actor Briar James, Jodie Adams was tying the knot. The lusted after fantasy of almost every red-blooded male was getting married in the hills of Idaho.

The moment the wedding music started to play, Jodie Adams realised what had started as something sexy for Briar, was a foolish idea. She had never been so anxious, thinking of her friends and family waiting to watch her walk down the aisle at the lavish hotel in the hills of Idaho. Aidan, Jodie’s father, guided her towards Briar, who was waiting patiently for her.

The day had already brought Briar James some surprises. His own Dad, Michael turned up to see his son get hitched. They hadn’t spoken since his parents had split ten years ago. But Michael didn’t want to miss Briar’s big day. Briar’s mother, Yasmin sat nervously beside him.

Briar smiled at his mother and looked back to watch as Jodie walked towards him.

Jodie looked radiant in a white subtle, slimline white wedding dress. A one-off design made specifically for her. It had a split down one side, giving a glimpse of her toned, bare legs. Her toes glistered with white polish in matching high-heeled sandals. Her luscious blonde hair was curled and shaped around her neck with little silver flowers, which set off her piercing blue eyes.

You expected nothing less for one of the world's top fashion models. Everyone was always watching, but especially today. Khloe, Jodie’s agent, had arranged for some select members of the world’s media to witness the event. For a fee, naturally.

Jodie had always enjoyed anal penetration, something she hadn’t got Briar on board with yet. But in her naked state early that morning she had taken the decision to apply lubricant to her anus and insert a butt plug.

She naturally wasn’t wearing underwear; she rarely did. As she walked towards Briar the air was whipping through the split in her dress and tickling her pussy. Her anxiety had partly been replaced by feeling incredibly horny and very naughty walking down the aisle with her unsuspecting father by her side.

Elise, Jodie’s sister, acted as her maid of honour and followed behind them in a silver dress. She was younger than Jodie, with short blonde hair. Equally attractive with a sprinkling of freckles across her face.

As they arrived at Briar, Aidan handed Jodie over. Her heart was pounding as if it was going to burst through her chest. Her arse was full, the pressure inside pushing on her vaginal wall. Her pussy was puffed up and she was sexually, frantically charged with a light wetness between her quivering legs.

Briar looked handsome in his suit, he had long wavy dark hair which fell in his face, and he was constantly pushing it away. His face was chiselled with a trimmed beard.

The couple smiled at each other. Briar pecked Jodie on the cheek. Then they faced the registrar.

Jodie looked over her shoulder at her family and friends: Aidan, her father, with Elise, her sister, her mother Maud, and beside them. Oliver, Briar’s best man. He looked as nervous as she felt as he constantly kept checking his pockets for rings and honeymoon tickets. Then, Mike, her ex-boyfriend in the front row. What the fuck!

“Fuck, Mike. What are you doing here?” Jodie screamed, without thinking.

“How do you know my father?” Briar exclaimed.

“Your father!”

Jodie’s life was going in slow motion, a minute of time felt like an hour. Charles went over to his Dad. Jodie rushed over behind him. Her sudden movement caused the butt plug to dislodge and fall from her stretched hole.

It landed on the tiled floor with a loud clang. Jodie rushed to pick it up and in doing so, ripped the slit in her dress further up. She took the decision to grab at her dress to protect her dignity but at least the first two rows got a good view of her arse.

The butt plug rolled towards her mother, Maud, who picked it up. Not sure what it was at first. Everyone looked in Jodie’s direction, some paparazzi cameras started to flash. With dismay Khloe held her head in her hands. Jodie rushed back up the aisle and into the first room she could find, some kind of office. Elise rushed after her, along with Khloe, Aidan and Maud.

“What is it, Maud?” Aidan asked.

“It’s the heel of Jodie’s shoe,” Maud answered, smiling to herself, knowing exactly what she had in her hand.

Briar looked back at Michael.

“What the hell was that? How do you know Jodie?”

“We went out for a bit,” he said sheepishly.

“Out!! What do you mean out?”

“Well, few dates and the usual. I thought she would have told you.”

“Usual!! Did you sleep with her?” Briar bellowed.

Michael’s silence answered his question. Briar stormed off with Oliver in hot pursuit.

The small office was crowded with people each talking over the other as Jodie explained how she knew Mike. 

Jodie had dated Mike briefly, last year. The sex had been great, but the age gap presented a problem. Neither of them could see a future so they parted on good terms. She wasn’t aware that the son he mentioned was Briar who she met a few months later.

Briar was aware Jodie had dated an older guy called Mike. But she never went into any detail.

“Well, why would you?” Jodie protested.

They all listened. Aidan Adams seemed a bit proud of his daughter’s father and son achievement. Maud Adams was more concerned with her wardrobe malfunction.

Elise persuaded the parents out of the room. Khloe went to deal with the press. Jodie took a deep breath and sighed. Her fingers were white, still clinging on, holding her dress together.

“Let me take your dress and try to fix it,” Elise instructed, as she passed over her green knee-length jacket for Jodie to put on.

Jodie slid out of her dress and wrapped her naked body in Elise’s jacket. There was a knock at the door, this time it was Briar.

The situation seemed salvageable, and Briar seemed calmer since Oliver had been the voice of reason in his ear.

“Well, I think everyone here still wants us to tie the knot. I can forgive and move past this.”

Jodie agreed that as soon as the dress situation was sorted, they would try again. Briar left her to it, bumping into his Dad on the way out.

“I was going to see if Jodie was ok, son.”

“She’s fine,” a calmer Briar said, putting an arm round his Dad.

Michael sighed.

“Good to see she still enjoys anal. Good on you, Briar.”

“Fuck, we are not comparing notes,” with that, Briar rushed off ahead.

Mike followed quickly, spurring further apologies.

Jodie needed a drink. She walked off in just Elise’s green jacket and her heels. At the other end of the hotel, she found a small bar. It was closed and no one was around. She helped herself to a large whiskey, which she poured quickly down her throat and immediately replaced with another.  

'What was that about forgiving her, she hadn’t done anything wrong? It wasn’t her fault she had gone out with both of them,' she thought as she sat quietly thinking about everything that had happened.

Jodie poured another whiskey and pondered some more.

“Penny for them?” a familiar voice called out.

“Charlie, a friendly face.”

“Shit, Jodie, this has been a crazy day.”

“I know, come have a drink.”

Charlie was in his mid-twenties, with dark hair and a devil’s smile. He was an old friend of the family who had grown up with Jodie.

He looked at her, sexy as hell in a green jacket and sparkling white heels. He wondered if she had got around to putting knickers on yet. He had always fancied her.

Charlie grabbed a glass, sat down next to Jodie, and gave her a hug. They chatted about the events of the day.

“Khloe and I were talking to some of the guys from the press. I think we can get them not to print anything about what just happened. For a fee of course, and you will owe me one, for sure,” Charlie exclaimed.

“Thank fuck, that’s great, Charlie.”

Feeling relieved, Jodie wrapped her arms around Charlie as their eyes met. In the moment, they kissed each other lightly on the lips. Then again, more passionately. The repetitive lip-smacking then went on for several minutes.

“So, are you naked under that jacket?” Charlie asked, catching his breath.

“Well, actually I am.”

He lifted her body onto the table and undid the green jacket. As it came open, he was met with her perfect, naked body.

Jodie rushed to undo his trousers and pull out his cock. He grabbed at her waist, and she pushed himself inside her wet cunt. His hard cock instantly rubbing against the walls of her pussy. She wrapped her legs round him as he kissed her breasts. Her body was cold, her nipples hard. Jodie moaned as the pent-up sexual frustration was starting to be released.  

Charlie pulled the jacket away. Jodie felt conscious of being totally naked apart from her heels. She looked and watched Charlie’s cock disappear between her legs. He pushed himself deeper in as she tightened her grip round him. He ran his hands along her back then grabbed her arse cheeks as his thrusts quickened.

Jodie shivered in her wet nakedness. Her pussy was smeared with a mixture of pre-cum and pussy juice. She was on the verge of cumming so hard. Charlie’s constant attacks on her vagina were taking her there. Finally, she came, biting her lip and trying not to scream as she felt her body hit an orgasmic high.

Charlie pulled his cum covered dick out. It was still throbbing and hard.

Knowing what she really wanted, Charlie turned Jodie round. His cock rubbed against her naked body. Her hands went round his neck as he pushed in her behind. There was still some lubricant round her hole and the butt plug had stretched her enough to welcome his slippery cock inside her.

Jodie loved the feeling of being filled up, it sent chills up her spine as Charlie slowly went in and out of her arsehole. She was trying not to scream out. The fear of being caught in such an unexplainable position made her so horny. Charlie’s slippery penis rubbed against her butt cheeks. Jodie had to muffle her moans. He felt her hole become more tense as he let loose and exploded inside her.

“You are still going to get married?” Charlie asked, as they turned to look at each other.

“I think so,” Jodie answered.

“No hard feelings,” Charlie said.

“Well, there was definitely that, wasn’t there?”

The pair started laughing. But there was no time to waste, Jodie quickly put her jacket back on and rushed off. Charlie put his cock away and went to the gents to tidy himself up.

Jodie walked back and ran into Elise with her dress in hand.

“Sorry, it’s fucked, Jodie.”

“Right, I need something else to wear then,” Jodie said.

The ladies rushed over to the honeymoon suite. Jodie started going through her bags and pulled out a pink evening dress and marched into the bathroom, leaving Elise waiting outside.

Jodie undid her sandals and took them off. She washed, reapplied her make-up and hair and put on her dress.

Elise stood patiently waiting. Jodie came out of the bathroom and slid her feet into a pair of dark blue heels.

Everyone was ready to start again. Jodie walked back over; they didn’t bother with the aisle bit again, so embarrassed she didn’t dare look at any of the guests, particularly Mike. Jodie and Briar smiled at each other as the registrar started the ceremony.

Aidan looked over at Maud, as she took out the butt plug from her bag and gestured it toward him. Aidan realised it wasn’t the heel of Jodie’s sandal.

“Next time, I go to the toilet, I’ll put it to use,” Maud whispered.

Aidan smiled back at her.

Elise watched her parents flirt. The thought of her mother using a butt plug before her father puts his cock in her made her mouth fill with a small amount of vomit.

Khloe and Charlie had dealt with the media and made sure they only used material from this less exciting part of the day. But it had probably cost Khloe more money than she would get back.

Charlie smiled to himself that was a lifelong ambition ticked off, he had finally fucked Jodie Adams. Jodie took a glance his way, and he winked as he caught her stare.

The room sighed with relief and joy as Jodie and Briar finally said, ‘I do.’