You May Now Tickle The
Bride
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I was trying on wedding dresses with my mother, future
mother-in-law, my sister, who was a bridesmaid, and my best friend who
was my maid of honor. I'm pretty big, but some guys like big girls. I
would say it's my huge breasts that my soon to be husband likes, but
it's more than that - at least I hope it is. As I'm writing this in my
journal, I'll keep the names private and just refer to people by their
relation to me or who they are with respect to the events. I had tried
on the fourth or fifth dress and didn't like any of them. I was
starting to get mad. I do have a temper, but my husband (might as well
call him that) say's I'm extra sexy when I'm mad. And I have to admit
the sex is way better.
Not only had I not found the right dress, but also, the store manager
kept grabbing my breasts. Oh, he did it in a subtle way, but I knew
what he was doing. I thought only gay men worked in fashion, but that
was clearly not the case. I could also tell he had a hard-on through
his pants. Everyone was telling me to calm down, even my mom. I
shouted it was my wedding and I want the right fucking dress.
The store manager reached in and said, "If we take this
in and do a few other adjustments I think this will work."
Instead of grabbing my boobs, he started running his hands up and down
my sides which tickled. I laughed and tried to squirm away.
"Oh, ticklish are we?" he asked and started
really tickling me. The rest of my family and best friend just watched
as the man tickled me.
"Maybe she'll
calm down after a good tickle," he said. "Help
me."
Soon everyone started
tickling me. I was jumping and bouncing all over the place.
"Wait, let's not ruin the dress," he said.
And before I knew it I was naked except for panties and tied to a
table.
"Damn! I knew
your tits were big but my God," my best friend said.
Soon I had everyone pinching, pulling, stroking and lifting my heavy
breasts. I have big aereolas and large dark brown nipples. My nipples
received a lot of attention too, and they were as hard as rocks.
"Since you
sucked on my boobs, I think it's only fair I get to suck on
yours," My mom said. "Why don't you
join me?" She added, addressing my mother-in-law.
Before I knew it my mother and mother-in-law were sucking on my big
breasts and flicking my nipples with their tongues.
I hate to admit it but it felt great. They did things that even my
husband didn't do. I was starting to get a little wet down there.
Meanwhile, my sister, best friend and the manager were tickling me.
The girls seemed to focus on tickling my feet, which also gets me hot.
Then I felt a hand rubbing my pussy through my panties. It didn't take
a genius to know who that was. The hand left, but soon returned and I
felt my panties being cut away.
"Holy shit!" the manager said. "She
soaking wet." Then he slid a finger inside me and
started fingering me in front of my mom, sister, best friend, and
mother-in-law.
Then my best friend and
sister traded places sucking on my breasts, while my mother-in-law and
mom tickled me. My mother-in-law tickled the shit outta' the sensitive
soles of my feet. Then, to my shock and horror, I saw my mom drop to
her knees and pull the manager's cock out of his pants and start
sucking on it. I will admit it was a nice cock. Then my mother-in-law
joined her and my mom helped the manager take off his clothes.
Then it was his turn to play with my tits and nipples while I sucked
his cock and balls. Everyone else played with my pussy or tickled me.
I could tell he was about to cum, but before he could he pulled out of
my mouth and shot his load all over my breasts. My mom and
mother-in-law licked up his cum from my tits, while my sister and
best-friend cleaned his cock. Then he knelt down and started licking
my pussy, while my sister rubbed my clit. The others went back to
running their fingernails up and down the arches of my feet. I was
going ballistic! It didn't take me long to have a huge orgasm. I'm
also a squirter, so I soaked the manager's face with my own juices.
I closed my eyes during the orgasm and when I opened them again, I saw
all four women licking and sucking the manager's cock and balls. Soon
he was hard again and I felt him slip right inside me. I was very wet,
but it still took a little time to get all of his cock inside me. I
have a little bit of hair above my pussy, other-wise I'm shaved. My
lips are fat and get really wet. There was a sloppy wet sound coming
from my pussy as he drilled his cock into me. Then a popping sound
when he'd pull out. He'd rub my clit a little, before putting it back
in. Someone was always sucking on my breasts and playing with my
nipples. Soon I was close to coming and so was he, then I felt
someone's finger in my ass and looked down to see it was my own
mother. My pussy clenched up into a huge orgasm and I squeezed his
cock so hard that he started coming too, shooting ropes of cum into my
fat, wet pussy.
"Arrrgh!" I shouted.
"Fuck!"
he yelled.
We both caught our breath for a minute and then my mother and
mother-in-law were lapping at my pussy licking out his cum, while my
sister and my best friend were cleaning the manager's cock.
After the manager got
dressed he pulled out a gorgeous dress and it fit like a glove. It was
perfect. "Why didn't you show me this first?"
I asked.
"What would be the fun in that?" he replied.
My friends had hired a couple of strippers for my bachelorette party.
I was drunk and they were hot, so it wasn't long before I was making
out with them. They were grabbing and playing with my tits, so I
figured why not let them see them and I took off my shirt. They dove
in and soon my nipples and breasts were being mauled by two men
dressed as firemen. Well, by now they just had the hats on, but when
they arrived it was the full outfit. Through their briefs, I could see
they had nice cocks, but before I could get a look at their hoses, my
best friend had pulled them away and was talking to them. I knew I was
in trouble when they all turned to look at me with wicked grins on
their faces.
"It seems that the bride to be is ticklish,"
One of the strippers said. "Is that true?"
"No!"
I lied, getting up to run away.
"Not so fast," the other said, pulling my
arms over my head, while everyone else tickled me. I jumped and
thrashed about trying to kick and punch anyone I could.
"We need to tie
her down," my sister said. I vowed to get my revenge
one day.
Soon I was stripped naked and tied to the dining room table.
It wasn't long before feathers, electric toothbrushes and anything
else was used on my body to tickle me. My nipples were rock hard again
and my pussy was wet. The strippers had each shoved their fingers in
me, bringing me close to orgasm, as the girls tickled my defenseless
feet and sucked on my nipples.
One of the gifts I had received, which had been opened before the
strippers arrived, was a vibrator, a powerful one.
"Let's break
this in now," My best friend said. The sensation of
being vibrated and tickled at the same time was overwhelming. I didn't
know whether to cum, laugh or cry. They kept postponing my orgasm
until finally, they let me cum and boy did I. I shot out a wide stream
of juice from my pussy to put out my own small fire. Then the
strippers took turns between my pussy and my mouth. Finally, when it
was time for them to cum, they both shot their loads all over my
breasts, which my friends and sister all licked up, after cleaning the
stripper's cocks of course. After the strippers left, my friends and
sister tickled me some more and vibed me to orgasm once more, just for
fun.
For the wedding rehearsal, we just had our family at the church.
Everything went fine. It was a hot day and I was still being a rebel,
so I wore a thin white shirt without a bra and my big old breasts
swayed to and fro like the clapper of one of the church bells
suspended above us. I wasn't sure who was more shocked and
embarrassed, the priest or my father. Fuck them. It was hot and I
wanted to be comfortable. The first couple of times went good, but not
good enough for the priest. Apparently, I was joking around too much,
because the priest said, "You may now tickle the bride,"
instead of kiss the bride.
Then I heard someone say, "Get
them!"
Before I knew it my husband and I were naked and tied down to two long
tables. I wrongly assumed that the women would tickle me again and
that they tied up my husband to keep him from trying to stop it or
freaking out. And believe me, he was freaking out. But soon I was
surrounded by the men. My father, father-in-law and all the groomsmen.
'Oh shit', I thought, 'this is going to be bad,'
"Now we'll see who has the last laugh," the
priest said in my ear while looking at my tits. I looked and saw the
women had surrounded my husband. Suddenly, I heard the priest shout, "Now!"
and we were both set upon by multiple hands. My tits were bouncing all
over the place. The priest must have liked what he saw because he
leaned down and starting sucking on them. Then he started flicking my
nipples with his tongue. He looked up when he noticed me staring at
him and said, "What? I'm only human," then
went back to work.
"These two are perfect for each other," I
heard my mother say. "They both get turned on by
tickling."
Then I noticed my husband's
cock was hard and throbbing as he was watching them tickle my feet and
play with my nipples. Then I saw my mother and mother-in-law taking
turns sucking his cock. My attention was brought back to between my
legs when I felt someone licking my pussy. It was my father. It was
bad because it was my father, but it was good because it felt great.
Now I understood why my mother screamed several nights a week when I
was growing up. Before I could cum the priest shoved my dad out of the
way and replaced his tongue inside my pussy.
Okay, he wasn't very good, but he did get points for enthusiasm. When
my father rubbed my clit as they tickled the soles of my feet and
pinched my nipples, I lost it and sprayed the priest with my juice.
Then I heard my husband groan and looked just in time to watch my
mother-in-law swallow his seed.
Before I could really enjoy the sight, my view was blocked by the
priest, now naked, shoving his cock in my face. "Suck
it!" he demanded. I did and it didn't take long for
him to cum.
"Wow! That was
quick," my mother said and everyone laughed.
Embarrassed, the priest grabbed his clothes and fled.
I soon had another cock in my face. My father's this time. I sucked it
with pleasure, while I felt my father-in-law slide his long, thin cock
inside me, as the women tickled my feet. Then they switched places
until they both came, my father in my pussy and my father-in-law in my
mouth. Soon, my husband was getting the same treatment from my mother
and mother-in-law. One sat on his face the other his cock. They both
too had powerful orgasms, while my husband shot his cum inside my
mother.
Everyone rested a bit after that. We were untied, but the orgy
continued back at the hotel with everyone getting naked and doing
whatever with whoever. I looked at my husband and we smiled at each
other, knowing our lives would be filled with sex and laughter for
years to come. I hide my journal, but pull it out every now and then
and read about that great couple of days when we had our tickle
wedding.