An early wedding present (m/f) | 2016

It was 17 hours until I was getting married and as you can imagine I was nervous as hell. First off, I was fucking getting married in 17 hours. But more than that, a huge snow storm had socked in most of the east coast and a good portion of my family and friends, including my best man and three of my four groomsmen weren't in town yet and may not even make it for the wedding.

That evening I had a room in the hotel where tomorrow's festivities would take place. It was just after 11 pm and I was pacing up and down the room trying to work off some nervous energy. My fiance and I were texting back and forth and she was trying to calm me down.

"Don't worry they'll all make it!!" read one text.

"Don't forget this is about us not our guests" read the next text. Easy for her to say, we were in her home town and all but a few stragglers from her side were already here.

I didn't sound as upbeat so she texted me that her maid of honor Cindy was coming over.

This relaxed me a bit. I had known Cindy for eight years, one more than I knew my fiance. We met as sophomores in college, in an English Lit class and became good friends, bonding over our distaste of Victorian novels and our equal dislike of our professor, a cantankerous lecherous old man. I had developed a pretty big crush on Cindy but she clearly wasn't interested in me so after asking her on a date once I never brought it up again. And the next year she introduced me to her best friend from high school who was visiting one weekend and we were dating a few months later. And the rest, as they say, is history.

When I heard the knock at the door I opened it quickly. "What the fuck, man?" Cindy said with a grin. Cindy was a total knockout. 5"7 with sparkling green eyes, short curly brown hair, slim with long legs and a great ass, to say nothing of a pair of full C cup tits. I could see they looked especially good tonight after she took off her winter coat and revealed a low cut T that showed a lot of cleavage and a pair of jeans that looked like a second skin.

"What the fuck is right," I said. "I'm going crazy here."

She put a hand on my shoulder. "I know, G. This is insane but'll work out. Don't worry."

I laughed mirthlessly. "That's not going to set me at ease, sorry. I guess this is why June weddings are more popular than January ones."

"Must be," my confirmed bacherlerette of a friend said. She pulled a bottle of cheap whiskey from a bag. "This will help you loosen up."

I hesitated. The only thing that could make this worse is if I got shitfaced tonight and was totally hung over the next day. "I don't know..."

"Just a few drinks to loosen up and help you sleep." She grinned at me again. "I can't believe tomorrow is the big day. Who'd have seen this coming when we were elbow deep in Byron way back when?" Cindy grabbed the ice bucket and went to get ice and I broke open the glasses from the bathroom.

When she came back we sat on the king sized bed and toasted. "To a fucking rocking wedding tomorrow," Cindy said. We both tossed back our drinks.

We sat there for a moment in companionable silence when Cindy asked, "you nervous for tomorrow night? "

I blushed. My fiancee and I had been together for seven years and we were still virgins. "Well... I mean...we never had sex but you know, we've done other stuff." I stammered.

And it was true. Although my fiancee had been firm about not going all the way, we had oral sex and masturbated each other on many occasions. Just the final act was something she had wanted to wait to do and while it had been incredibly frustrating at times, I loved her and had never made a big deal about it. "Trust me I know," Cindy said with a devilish laugh, pouring us more drinks. I turned beet red. "Hey now," Cindy said with another laugh. "She is my best friend."

I mumbled something and tossed back my drink, feeling the alcohol burn its way down my throat. Cindy took a sip of hers and put it on the night stand.

"You are too tense, G." She slid around me and got behind me. "Lemme give you a back rub."

I was already horny thinking about tomorrow night. Add the booze and having a gorgeous girl on the bed with me about to straddle my backside and put her hands on me and my penis let me know it was very interested in these developments.

I got off the bed. "I don't know that that's a great idea," I said. Cindy put up her hands. "Hey, G. I was sent over here by the boss to make sure you relaxed. I'm just following orders."

I looked Cindy up and down and tried to mentally tell my penis to shut the fuck up. "Well...I guess you are right."

"Damn right. Now get back here," Cindy said slapping her thighs. I tried to not stare at her jiggling breasts when I got back on the bed and settled down in front of her with my back to her.

"Ok then" she said. She stated to rub my shoulders, telling me some inane story about work. I tried to pay attention, but all I could think about was how great Cindy looked and how horny I was.

"Damn G, you working out more? Got some impressive muscles going here." She said as she rubbed my upper arms.

I blushed again. I had been working out to look good in my tux. I felt Cindy slip her hands under my T-shirt and move up my back and I tensed up. "I told you to just relax! I'm here on direct orders from the boss lady and you don't fuck with a bride!"

"I...I can't help it. You come in here looking all sexy and shit and I can't help but be turned on." I said. Cindy slipped her hands out of my shirt like my skin was burning hot. Oh shit.

I turned around. "I'm sorry, Cindy, that's not what I meant. You are right I'm just insanely stressed and tense and I'm not thinking and..." I trailed off, not sure if I was helping or digging a deeper hole.

"No G, I get it. Night before your wedding and all and it s tough." Cindy put her hands on my shoulders and looked me directly in the eye. "I know it. My best friend for twenty years knows it. You've been amazing to her. You rolled with everything. Waiting this long for the wedding while her career moves. Having a big wedding when you wanted something smaller. Dealing with some Bridezilla action. And the sex thing. Seriously it's a good thing I could never get married because if I had to look for a guy to settle down with it be impossible because you set the standard so high. I love you like a great friend and she knows that. And more importantly she knows how hard tonight has been with everything else which is why she sent me. She wants me to show you how much she cares and appreciates everything." Cindy pulled off her shirt revealing her gorgeous breasts, which I had only previously caught a brief glimpse five years ago when the three of us and some other friends had been out at a club and an asshole drunk bro had fondled Cindy and popped them out.

"Yeah, New Years '02," she said, reading my mind. And you punched that douchebag in the face right away. Always had my back. Now its my chance to show you I've got yours. She leaned towards me, a lock of hair falling in her face.

I leaned back slightly. "This is why you were sent here? This isn't so crazy test or something?"

Cindy grabbed my right hand and placed it on her breast. Instinctively I started rubbing her nipple causing her to moan slightly.

"This is why I was sent here." She repeated and moved to kiss me. We locked lips, my hand still rubbing her breast. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I tasted the cheap whisky again. Her hand moved down to my crotch and pressed my hard penis. She pulled away slightly and gave me another grin. "I have it on good authority that you have a very nice cock. I'd like to take a look for my self.

Cindy started to unzip my pants. "Well to be fair its the only penis that she's seen," I said.

Cindy helped me out of my pants and pulled down my boxers. "Nope it was a good observation." She bent over and put me in her mouth. I leaned back as she ran her tongue up and down my shaft. She got to work giving me a blow job and her experience shone through. After a few minutes I felt like I was going to explode into her mouth so I pulled her off and brought her mouth to mine. She kissed me hungrily and I broke free and began kissing her neck and working my way down to her breasts. There was no way I was going to let this opportunity pass without putting those beauties in my mouth and I was worried it all be over if I came.

She pressed her body against me and her nipples stiffened as I kissed and sucked on them. I lightly pushed her down and slid my hand into her jeans. She wasn't wearing any underwear and I could feel her wetness. I penetrated her with two fingers letting them work her clitoris. She moaned with pleasure. Thinking I might be pushing it, I started to withdraw my fingers but Cindy tightened her legs. I looked up from her breasts and asked, "how far were you given permission to go?"

Cindy didn't say anything but unfastened her jeans and wiggled, slidding them off. She was grinning as she grabbed my cock and brought it towards her vagina.

"How far do you think?" She guided me inside her and arched her back. I kissed her hard, our tongues pushing roughly against each other as I thrust deep inside. She moaned and guided my head back to her tits. "I love the way you kiss them," she panted, matching my thrusts.

Id like to tell you I fucked her and made her cum before shooting my own load but all the factors were working against me and it was probably only a minute or two before I stiffened and ejaculated. Cindy just held my ass and pushed me deeper as I shot her full of cum.

When I finally finished with my load, Cindy teased gently, "that's been a long time coming, huh?"

I shook my head ruefully. "You have no idea."

Cindy laughed and kissed me. "Well now I'm all dirty here. Want to join me in the shower?"

Did I ever. We made our way to the bathroom, kissing and rubbing and stumbled into the shower, Cindy closest to the shower head. We rubbed soap on each other, still touching and teasing and she took my penis in her hand and began guiding it to her vagina again. I shook my head and turned her around and began kissing her neck and shoulders, rubbing her breasts with one hand and playing with her clit with the other. She moaned with pleasure, bracing herself against the shower wall and rubbing her perfect ass against my cock.

"I want you back inside me," she moaned. So I obliged, sliding my hard cock into her waiting pussy. I kept massaging her breasts and rubbing her clit as I banged her over and over, the wet slaps echoing in the small bathroom. She kept herself braced pushing back everytime I thrusted. "Oh shit that's good," she shouted. I dropped my hand from her breasts and grabbed her hip to give myself better leverage. I could feel her starting to tense, her moans becoming deeper and more out of breath as I thrust deeper and deeper until finally her whole body jerked as if a current of electricity shot threw her. She barked out a screech and I could feel her orgasm ripple through both of us. She slumped against me, both of us breathing heavily. She turned the water off and began to sink down to get knees and I matched her motion, my rock hard cock still inside of her. I could see dripping from her vagina that I knew wasn't from the shower.

Finally catching her breathe, Cindy said, "wow. You are going to have one lucky wife."

"Pretty good?" I asked with mock modesty.

Cindy laughed and managed to turn to face me without letting me come out of her. "I think we both know that I've had a few cocks-" "More than a few, " I interrupted with a grin of my own. Cindy play hit me and pulled me close for a long hard kiss that left me gasping. "Fine, more than a few cocks in my time. And this ranks right at the top."

After a minute or so, Cindy began grinding on me and we grabbed a few towels and got back on the bed. Having both cum, we enjoyed each other in a few different positions before she came again. But she kept going through her orgasm and I followed a minute later. Both satisfied, she hopped back in the shower quickly and then came out where I was drowsing. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and got dressed.

"You are very special to me, G. Don't forget it. But if you fuck things up with our bride, the next time your cock is out around me it'll be because I'm about to hack it off with a cleaver. She shimmied back into her jeans and blew me a kiss.

"Your a good friend too," I called after her as she left. I laid there for a second and then rolled over and grabbed my phone to text my fiancee.

"Cindy just left. BIG help. You're the best. Can't wait until tomorrow. Love you."

I got back a bunch of big smily faces. I put my phone down, crawled under the covers and went to sleep.

The next morning the snow let up enough to allow all the flights to get in. My family, my friends, my groomsmen and my best man Chuck all made it with enough time to spare.

I heard a lot of "What did you do by yourself" from people but I just shrugged and smiled.

"Gonna be a big porn bill when you check out?" Chuck asked me. I laughed and pointed out that I was moving to the bridal suite that night and he was taking over my room.

"Don't worry buddy, he said. "I'll cover it. My gift to you."

When Cindy walked down the aisle Chuck whispered to me. "Holy shit, she looks amazing." She did. The bridesmaid dress looked stunning on her. But she didn't look as good to me as the bride. Cindy did wink at me during the ceremony, not that I saw until looking at the video later. I only had eyes for my bride.

After the ceremony and the pictures and the big gala, me and the new missus were dancing slowly, as people drifted around us.

"You are the best," I said. She smiled. "No, you are."

"Sending Cindy like that was just...perfect. Exactly what I needed."

My new wife smiled. "I'm so glad. I was worried you were going to explode over here by yourself. Cindy said you guys had a great talk. I'm glad."

I laughed. "Yeah, quite a talk."

"Sometimes you just need a friend to talk to and I know Cindy has been there for both of us."

Wait a second, talk? Ice water shot through my veins. As everything was winding down, I got Cindy alone.

"I thought you said you were sent to have sex with me?"

Cindy shrugged and smiled. "I never SAID that exactly..."

"Holy shit but--"

Cindy put a hand on my shoulder. "Settle down, G. Did that or did that not help?"

"Yes but--"

"Then I don't see the problem. You needed to relax and I wanted to help you. Hell, I wasn't kidding. You were great. So let's leave it at that. I'm not going to tell. Are you?"

Hell no I wasn't. So that night when I had sex with my wife for the first time, it was as if the night before hasn't happened. Sure, sometimes when I'm day dreaming I see Cindy underneath me letting me pound her. Or if we are together, I glance at her tight shirt and think of those great tits bouncing out as she pulled her shirt off. But I sure as hell am not going to tell anyone. I'll just take it as an early wedding gift from a good friend.