A Wedding Day Treat for Rachel

He chewed on one, then the other, then buried his face in between them, slobbering like a hungry dog. Rachel pulled his head back, with his mouth wide open, Rachel fed him her tits one at a time, he was trying his hardest to suck as much of them into his mouth as he possibly could. Then he began to kiss the underside of each one as Rachel lifted them up and let them go, allowing gravity to slap them into his face.

Soon they were both worked up to boiling point once more.

John hooked his arm under her right leg and lifted it up and to the side, then guided his cock back towards her velvety pussy.

His pace was instantly frantic. He knew he wouldn't be able to cum for a while but could tell that Rachel had been close to it and he was determined to give her the pleasure she deserved.

She was started to whimper, her bottom lip quivering as she sucked in lungful's of air. "GIVE IT TO ME MR S! POUND MY TIGHT LITTLE CUNT!!"

John gripped one of her large jiggling tits with his free hand and squeezed it hard. "AHHHH AHHHHHH OHHHH FUCK!" She screamed as she could feel her pussy start to contract around his thick meaty cock.

He continued to fuck her as hard and fast as his body would allow.

Then her mouth shot wide open in a silent scream, as her entire body went into spasm. She ground down hard into his crotch as waves of pleasure flooded her veins, causing all her muscles to flex and shudder. "YES! YES! YES! OH GOD YES!"

John was delighted with how hard she seemed to be cumming. He released her breast and lifted her completely off the ground, as he continued his unrelenting pace. Her juices were flowing freely from her still twitching pussy, she seemed to be trying to milk his cock into cumming and it very nearly worked. Rachel couldn't believe how long her orgasm was lasting, her beautiful face was a picture of pure ecstasy, as she squeaked and squealed with each and every thrust.

As she finally felt the waves of euphoria starting to wane, she pulled John into another feverish kiss, and he dropped her down back onto her feet.

They both stood still not saying a word, their foreheads touching, as they looked into one another's eyes, and caught their breathes. John still couldn't get over how stunning she was. He raised the back of his hand to her cheek and affectionately stroked her smooth skin, noticing how boiling hot it was. His thumb traced a line along Rachel's plump lips, causing her to giggle at how tingly it felt. She opened her mouth and sucked his thumb inside, swirling her tongue around it, whilst keeping eye contact the entire time.

Rachel turned around placing her hands flat against the door. With an arched back she looked over her shoulder at her newest toy and slowly began circling her ass around John's rock hard cock, relishing the look of animalistic lust on her best friends fathers face.

John was sweating, he was still fully suited, so he popped a few of his top buttons and shrugged off his jacket, thinking he might pass out if he didn't. Rachel's dress had now slipped back down so his cock was drawing a deep groove between her ass cheeks, gliding along the smooth satin material with ease.

It wasn't long before the silky texture rubbing against his still painfully erect cock became all too much. Rachel gasped in anticipation as he dragged her dress up and held it around her waist.

The perfect tanned contours of her peachy bottom were revealed to John for the first time. He couldn't help but grab a hold of her left cheek, digging his fingers into her, kneading her soft flesh. Then he drew his hand back and slapped it hard. Rachel yelped with the pain of the slap, but she'd always loved a bit of pain mixed in with her pleasure.

"That's it spank me!" She begged, as John obliged once more, loving how her bum rippled with the force of it.

"OH YES! Be rough with me! I deserve it!" Her voice now shrill with wanton desire.

John grabbed his cock and started to slap it against either cheek, bouncing it off one then the other. Rachel ground back into him, needing to be fucked hard once more.

"Oh that's it! I want that cock in me!"

"You want this cock?" He teased whilst tapping his swollen helmet against her soaking wet pussy.

"Yes! Fuck me with it. Fuck me hard. Don't hold back!" She panted.

John slowly slid himself back inside her, holding it in at its deepest point, causing a deep guttural groan to escape from Rachel's lips. His confidence was growing now that he was over the initial shock of everything, enough so that he was happy to tease Rachel for a bit, knowing how turned on she was by it.

"You like it rough do you?" He spanked her again but kept his cock perfectly still inside her.

"Yes! Hard and nasty, that's how I want it! I want to be your whore!"

John still refused to move a muscle.

"I'll do what you want, I'll fuck you till your knees feel week. But first I want you to fuck yourself on my big hard cock, do we have a deal?"

"DEAL!" She screamed as John released her waist and leaned back, bracing himself against the shelving unit behind.

Rachel instantly began to slide herself up and down on his thick meaty member. John watched mesmerized as his dick was slowly enveloped by her tight gripping snatch.

"Oh look at that, that's perfect baby. Oh fuck! That's a good girl!" He started to spank her gently each time she pushed herself back down onto him. As her pace quickened the spanking became harder and her once bronzed buttocks began turning pink.

"AH! UH HUH! AH YESS!" Rachel could feel the familiar stirrings from deep within, it pushed her to go harder and faster until she was on the brink.

John couldn't take much more. He straightened up pushing Rachel back up against the door.

"I'm a man of my word." With that he began to batter into her as hard as he could manage. His hips were a blur as he pistoned his cock back and forth, slamming himself into Rachel with animalistic force. Her screams of pleasure were nearly deafening in the tiny space of the store cupboard.

He grabbed onto one of Rachel's rapidly bouncing tits, squeezing it hard, pinching her nipple with his calloused fingers. He wrapped his other hand around her swishing ponytail, pulling her head back as far as it would go, causing her back to arch. "AH YESS! FUCK ME!"

His pace was unrelenting, as he hammered into her for a few more minutes. Sinking his teeth into her neck, nibbling his way up it until he reached her ear, the very same ear he had wanted to chew on so desperately only a short while ago. He grasped her earlobe between his teeth and bit down, causing Rachel to yelp in amongst her continual moans of delight.

He let go of her tit and moved his hand to her throat, holding it gently, still with one hand entwined in her ponytail.

Rachel was shaking all over, her vision was becoming hazy as the mounting waves of euphoric energy were sending her into a state of delirium.

"YES! OOHHH YESSS! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE! PULL MY HAIR AND CHOKE ME!!"

As soon as John applied the slightest bit more pressure to her throat, her orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning.

Her every muscle twitched and convulsed and her knees nearly did give way, as she thrashed about. Her juices squirted out, splashing onto the floor between her legs with some force as her pussy contracted around John's still pumping cock.

Luckily her screams were muffled by the hand on her throat, otherwise she was sure she would have been heard even above the loud music of the party.

John came the instant she did. Blasting what felt like gallons of hot sticky cum up into her velvety cunt.

"AHHHHH! FUUUCCCCKKKKK!" His voice was a growl, as he continued to pump his seed into the far reaches of her hot sex.

"OH GOD!" He began to slow down at long last, feeling like his cock had been well and truly milked of every last drop of spunk. "Holy shit girl." He managed to mummer through long drawn out breathes.

Rachel was still trying to process how intense her orgasm had been. It was a feeling she lived for, one she needed, craved, couldn't do without. She was beginning to wonder whether she was addicted to it. She'd never tried drugs before, but was sure there wasn't a drug out there that could begin to match the pleasure she'd just felt.

She turned to face John and they kissed. It was much slower and more intimate than before and it said more than a thousand words ever could.

"We should get back before anyone notices." Rachel tucked her breasts back into her dress, causing John to let out a small sigh, as he wondered whether he'd ever get to see them again.

"Do I look all right?" She asked while straightening out her hair and patting her dress down.

"Perfect." It was the only answer he could give. John picked up one of the purple flowers which had dropped to the floor and threaded it back through the base of her ponytail.

"Great! Wish me luck!" She opened the door and peeked around the corner to make sure nobody was around.

"You'll be fine. I'll follow you out in a minute or two." He didn't want her to leave, he wished their time together in this cramped little store cupboard could last forever.

Rachel took a few steps out into the dark corridor, before turning back to John. "By the way, I'm in room 302." She winked and walked back towards the loud music of the reception party.

John closed the door and couldn't help but pump the air with his fist a few times, feeling like he was 21 again.

* * *

John looked at his watch, It was nearly 2:00 a.m. The party had gone on for another few hours. Rachel had gone back to dancing with Emily and her other friends as though nothing had happened. Finally though they had called it night and headed off to their respective rooms.

He now found himself tip toeing along the hotel corridor, until he reached room 302. The door was unlocked, so he quietly let himself in.

The first thing he saw was a puddle of purple satin on the floor in front of his feet, then he noticed the sound of the shower running. Smiling from ear to ear he began to unbuckle his belt.

Neither of them slept much at all that night.