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   With a little help from Tony, Katie managed to shower, reapply her make up and get dressed again in about fifteen minutes. Tony drove fast and ten minutes later she was walking down the aisle. She smiled at the friends and family gathered together. And there, amongst them all but sitting separately, were her three Black Bulls!  Ben, the middle aged teacher who loved to wine and dine her before taking her  to a hotel and giving her what she needed. Marcus, the fitness instructor who she had joined the gym especially to seduce. She had not only succeeded but found out he had the stamina to go all night. And there was Dante. Two years ago he had approached her, egged on by his gang to ‘fuck the milf’. What a surprise he got when she took him to a hotel and fucked him silly that afternoon. He had been clumsy, even disrespectful, trying to maintain his street image, calling her his bitch and so on. She had taught him a lot in two years. Now he had a job and insisted that is was him who should pay for the hotel. Unless of course Lee paid for it, or even invited him to their house. She smiled as she imagined the stories the three of them could swop.

   She reached the altar. Lee turned and smiled. ‘Did you like my wedding present?’ he whispered.

Katie leant forward and whispered “His cum is dripping down my thighs right this minute. Just as we both used to fantasise about. I’m so glad we’re doing this.”

The ceremony itself went by without a hitch. Katie and Lee left the church to the cheers of everyone and got into the waiting Rolls. This time it WAS Ronnie doing the driving. Lee kissed her deep on the mouth. Katie took his hand and stuck it up her wedding dress, pushed his fingers into her moist pussy. Then she took his hand and the two of them licked his fingers clean. She looked deep into her husband’s eyes. “I’m going to give you such a good time tonight baby.”

   At the reception Katie quickly converted her wedding dress into something more apt.A white A-line dress. She mingled with the guests for an hour or so, sipping her champagne, but all the time she was looking for her three Black studs. And there they were, the three of them, together! ‘My god.’ She thought, ‘what kind of conversation must they be having!’  She went over to them. “Hello boys, looks like you’ve got to know each other.”

Ben smiled. “Well ,lets say the three of us have got one thing in common....you! “

“And we’ve been swopping some war stories” smiled Marcus.

Dante looked at her with his pretty boy eyes and long lashes. “You look beautiful Katie. I hope this ain’t  going to change anything. “

Katie laughed. “Hell no. You three will still be getting to fuck me. But now it’s a married pussy you’ll be filling up.”

Dante grabbed Katie’s hand. “Hey, they’re finally playing some tunes. Come on Katie.” He led her on to the dancefloor and they began to bump and grind. Katie had her hand on Dante’s shoulders. Their hips were synchronised, winding to the beats. Then she felt hands on her hips. It was Marcus. He whispered in her ear. “Come on baby, lets turn this party into a riot’. Just his deep voice was enough to get her wet. But when Dante stepped a little closer and she felt Marcus’ groin against her butt she started breathing hard. She was lost in the moment. Didn’t realise that the dance floor had cleared. It was just the three of them. And it was completely sexual. Now the pair of them were grinding up against her . Katie pushed her butt up, bent over and let Marcus simulate sex with her. But the hard on she felt against her ass wasn’t a simulation. God she needed a cock in her. Dante took over, again grinding against her. She straightened up and her two Black studs pressed hard up against her. Half the guests were staring open mouthed. But the rest were whooping.cheering. Clapping.

  Someone persuaded the DJ to change the record, put on a slow one. Katie came back to earth. She looked around for Lee, worried he might have felt humiliated, tonight of all nights. But there he was , looking at her with a great big soppy grin on his face. He raised his glass to her, then went over and spoke to Marcus. Katie went to her table, drank some more champagne. Her heart was still beating fast. It had been such a turn on, dancing like that with the two of them and realising everyone was watching. She turned and there was Lee. “You look hot hun. Let’s go outside and get some air.”

   Outside was little relief. It was a warm September night, even though it was dark. Lee led her by the hand, through the parked cars. He stopped by a wall, kissed her. She went to speak but he put his finger on her lips. “Turn around”. Katie turned. There was Marcus standing against the wall. Katie knew exactly what was next, But Lee said, “Wait a minute.” He knelt down and quickly pulled down her panties. “You won’t be needing these.” Katie stepped out of them, went to Marcus. They kissed. She squatted. He unfastened his fly, his big black dick flopping out. Katie quickly sucked him. This wasn’t a nice slow blow job. All she wanted was to have him hard. She used her mouth like a piston. Her hands went around his butt, held on to his firm cheeks and pulled him onto her. He responded by face fucking her . In no time he was rock hard. He pushed her against the wall. His hands went on the back of her thighs and he lifted her up. One of the things she loved about Marcus was the way he could fling her around, make her feel a featherweight. He angled her on to his  cock, but he didn’t slowly lower her on to him. He just impaled her. She cried out as she took his full length all at one time. She had her arms around his neck. “Wait.” She sobbed. She felt her pussy adjust to his size. Prepared herself. “Okay” she said. And Marcus started to fuck her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Lee watching. Not just watching. His cock was in his hand and he was jerking away. She turned back to Marcus and kissed him urgently. Each savage thrust made them both grunt uncontrollably. She knew this was  going to be quick, but it was what she needed. The dancing had brought her so close to the edge-this was the relief. “Go ahead Marcus. Fuck me .Fuck my married pussy. It won’t stop me needing you. You fuck me so good. It’s my wedding day. Fuck me!” Marcus increased his thrusts. Put his hand around Katie’s head to stop it banging against the wall. She felt the first jolt of his cum hit inside her, then another, and again. It was hot. She felt him sigh as his orgasm ended. He flopped out of her, the last of his cum oozing from his dick onto her thigh.He put himself away.Kissed her, then turned. She watched him walked back to the hall, Lee with his arm around his shoulder talking excitedly.

Katie straightened her dress, blew out a long breath. ‘What a wedding day!’ she thought.