Nadya and Richard Consummate Their Wedding

Have you, as a woman, ever been fucked hard in front of an audience of 50 or more of your best friends, men and women? With hundreds more watching live on screens and the whole thing being recorded for release later? Unless you are a pornstar the answer is probably no. And if you are a pornstar you probably just regard it as a work. But if you are, like my wife, an insatiably sexual exhibitionist then this is about the most arousing thing that can happen to you, and even more so when it is happening on the afternoon of your wedding and the guy who is ramming his hard cock into your pussy is your beloved husband.

The build-up has been intense. The hard lashes you took across your bare ass, the deep throating of my cock, the clamps on your nipples and the solid metal butt plug in your ass, have all contributed to bring you to the highest pitch of arousal. But what you have longed for all this time is to be fucked, as hard and as deep as I can take you, and now that has started your first climax is imminent.

Picture this for a moment as one of those in the room, with a clear view of my beautiful wife on her knees. She is now fully naked, bent forward with her arms still supported on the padded bar that she had gripped so hard in absorbing the pain of each of her lashings. Her breasts are drawn down by gravity plus the weight of the butt plug that now swings freely on the chain that it is clamped to each of her erect nipples. And lying on his back between her legs is our friend Mark, his mouth open to catch the cocktail of pussy juice and pre-cum that drips more regularly now I am fucking her so hard, my feet straddling him.

You see my hands gripping Nadya's shoulders to drive my cock harder and deeper into her wet vagina. But what arouses you most is the beautiful agony that is etched into her face. Her mouth is open and she gasps each time my cock bangs against her cervix. And her eyes are open too, but glazed, and focussed somehow nowhere. But she is acutely aware of your eyes, and dozens more, on her. She is intensely conscious of her nakedness and that you are devouring with your eyes her flagrant exposure and the fucking of her. She knows that if you are a man your cock has been painfully hard for more than an hour, watching her. She knows if you are a woman that her being taken in front of you makes you desperately want the same, and that your pussy is soaking wet in anticipation of when you will be fucked yourself. She can feel the stiff curvature of my cock especially as it drives forward inside her but she can also see it, in her mind, withdrawing to your full view and coated with the wetness of her cunt. All these thoughts and feelings, flooding her brain, are driving her wild.

Around us the action too is intensifying. Legs are spread wide and fingers are copying the rhythm of my cock, in their, or their neighbours', pussies. Clothes are half asunder everywhere. Buttons and zips undone, bras pushed down off flushed breasts, tops and skirts lifted, trousers and panties around ankles. Hands pore at breasts and pull on nipples. Mouths are pressed down onto stiff erections. Heads are tipped back, bottoms are half slid off seats, moans and gasps are everywhere.

It is too much for you, my darling, as it is for everyone else. Your gasps start to launch into expletive-laden screams. I ram myself harder into you and the decibels of your scream rises. Your shoulders are beginning to shake under my grip. To our left a guttural noise in a lower octave sends heads turning to where cum is now shooting over a pretty girl's face. And she is shaking as you are, with her hand squeezed between her legs, as his cum continues to flow and begins dripping off her chin.

Mark chooses the perfect moment to wrap his strong arms around your legs and pin you as your whole body is engulfed in spasms. I feel your vagina contract around my cock, then release, then contract again. Your eyes are watering with the intensity of it, as wave after wave of your orgasm crash through your body and converge in the epicentre of your flooded cunt. I know you want me to cum. I am still holding back but I am not sure I can for much longer.

Your screams are now drowned by the volume of the climaxing that is going on all around us. No one was supposed to have left their seats, but a certain vagueness in the definition of that has been exploited by at least one couple. He had turned 90 degrees in his seat, and presented his frankly huge cock to her. She, on the verge of cumming, desperate to be fucked and unable to resist his offer, maintained a token grip on the wooden frame of her seat whilst lowering her pussy down onto him. At the moment we notice she is already mid orgasm and he, by the look on his face, is pumping his cum into her. But those are now just two orgasms of many. It seems half the room is either convulsing with fingers inside them, or ejaculating over bare skin, lips, a willing orifice, or, in one case, another guy's erection.

Your orgasm is still ongoing. It is just another thing I love about you that if someone fired the gun on an 800 metre race at the start of your climax, it would be over long before you had finished. And it is that which always tips me over the edge. I close my eyes and feel the irresistible heat rising in my balls. I am at the point of no return. If I chose, I could edge now and deny us both. But it is time to consummate our marriage. My cock becomes as stiff as I have ever known it and presses even harder inside you as it does so. I feel the surge of hot cum inside me and the overwhelming joy of knowing I am about to give it to you. I let myself fully go and at the point of being most deeply embedded inside you fire shot after shot of my liquid silk to saturate the inside of your pussy with my sperm.

You feel it as I do. You knew it was coming because you read me so well. And in any case the hardening of my cock was a definitive clue that you could feel even in the midst of your own orgasm. And as my cum spills into you, your scream rises above the whole room and your climax is renewed into further waves of even higher intensity than before. You adore being full of my cum, and this, for you, is the crescendo of the whole day. Putting on rings and signing paperwork -- all very well. But my cum inside you is the ultimate giving of me to you, witnessed by all our friends and some of the writhing mass of bodies watching live outside in the middle of the most gigantic orgy.

I keep my cock inside you to let your pleasure play fully out. Indeed it is some minutes more of clenching and shuddering and screaming before your body finally grants you some respite. But I don't withdraw just yet. I know that in your post orgasmic bliss you love to continue to feel my cock still hard inside you. Indeed you love the feeling of being filled so much, that were it possible you would have me stay inside you all day. I can feel the extra lubrication of your passage with my cum, and from time to time my cock involuntarily twitches, and your pussy replies in kind.

Finally as I slide my cock out of you I become aware again of Mark underneath us. Although I fired my cum deep into your cunt there was so much of it that already some has made its way between my shaft and your lining to your entrance. And as I watch, the first blob of my cum forms on your labia and then coalesces into a drip. I watch, fascinated, as if in slow motion my cum, mixed with your pussy juice, drops down into his open mouth. Except he hasn't quite judged it right and it ricochets off his lower lip and then onto his tongue. I notice that he has released his grip from your legs, that he maintained right through your orgasm (not just to steady you, but also so he could experience so viscerally the power of your climax). His right hand has gravitated to his cock, and as another blob of my cum drops into his mouth he pumps himself furiously. I drop down to kneel beside him, and observe with lust yet more of my cum landing on his face. Then I gently touch my tongue to the head of his cock as he continues to masturbate. Of course it is inevitable what that will do, isn't it? Almost the moment the tip of my tongue circled the head of his cock, Mark began to cum. And he repaid my present by firing the first of his load into my open mouth.

I could have taken all of his cum in my mouth. But something compelled me to close my mouth after the first shot. I wanted to feel it on my face, rolling down my cheeks and over my lips. So that is how I took the second and third, and then a fourth and a fifth, so my face was so covered you would think I had been to a bukkake contest. And then as even he was spent, I turned and kissed him, swapping both of our cum between us. But I didn't want him to lick my face clean. Instead I stood up and walked round to face my darling Nadya, still in position as instructed, despite being totally drained from her orgasm. She saw my cum-coated face, and smiled. She know what was coming next. I cradled her face in my hands, as I had done just before I fucked her, then we kissed and kissed and kissed, and gradually Mark's cum spread over her face, and then we licked it off each other. And Mark, released from duty, turned over and sat up behind Nadya, and began to bury his tongue into her cunt to take as much of my cum as he could that he had not already been gifted.