Bridal Stories

Although we were in a five-star hotel, the honeymoon suite was still only set up for a couple, and I was willing to bet it had never hosted a masturbation group before. I immediately spotted the only two chairs. ‘Right, Fiona and I are having these. Sorry, boys, but you’re on the floor.’ I felt I should stop calling them boys as they were now all in their twenties, yet men or lads didn’t feel right either. ‘How’s that fai...

“Jenn? Hey Jenn, where are you?” I beckoned, entering the house. I closed the door and put my bag down as I slipped off my shoes. Still no response. The car was outside, maybe she’d gone over to Justine’s. I threw my bag in my office and headed to the bedroom to change. Pushing the door open, I stepped through the threshold and turned to my dresser. I noticed my Nikon lying there, which was strange as it usually lived in...

About a year after Roy had been dating me, he asked me to marry him. We were engaged for another year. After a lot of debating on the planning of the wedding, we finally decided to have a traditional wedding but with a little twist.It turns out the reason Roy was never jealous was because he was actually turned on by the thought of other men fucking me. I never knew about it until a night that we were discussing the weddi...