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Wedding Crasher Lust

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The moment I saw her across the crowded reception hall, my cock twitched hard. She was a stunning brunette in a tight red dress that hugged her juicy ass and pushed her full tits up like an offering. Our eyes locked, and the heat between us crackled instantly, even though we were total strangers at my buddy Mike's wedding.

The open bar had everyone buzzing. I grabbed a whiskey and watched her sway her hips to the music, biting her lip while scanning the room like she was hunting. Two minutes later she was standing right next to me at the bar, her perfume mixing with the scent of spilled champagne.

"Hey stranger," she purred, voice low and smoky. "You look like you could use some fun. I'm Lena."

"Jack," I said, my gaze dropping to the way her nipples poked against the thin fabric. "You here with anyone?"

"Nope. Just crashing the afterparty vibes." She leaned in, her breath warm on my ear. "This wedding's making me so fucking wet. All these happy couples... makes a girl want to get railed in the coat closet."

My dick surged against my pants. I set my glass down. "Then let's not waste time."

We slipped out a side door into the dimly lit hallway leading to the coat check. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, Lena shoved me against the wall and dropped to her knees. Her fingers yanked my zipper down, freeing my thick cock.

"God, look at this big cock," she moaned, eyes gleaming with pure slutty hunger. "I'm such a horny slut for dick at weddings."

She didn't tease. Lena swallowed me straight down, her hot mouth stretching wide as she deepthroated half my length in one greedy motion. Wet slurping sounds filled the narrow space while her tongue swirled around my shaft. I groaned, threading my fingers through her hair.

"Fuck... your mouth feels incredible," I growled softly.

Lena popped off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my throbbing cockhead. "I love sucking strange cock. Makes my pussy drip." She stroked me fast with one hand, licking the underside while her other hand slipped under her dress, rubbing her clit with frantic circles.

I pulled her up, spinning her around and bending her over a stack of folded tables. Hiking her dress up, I found she wasn't wearing panties—her shaved pussy glistened, lips puffy and ready. I slapped her firm ass once, making it jiggle.

"Such a dirty little slut," I said, rubbing my cock along her slick slit.

"Yes... please fuck me," Lena begged, pushing back. "I need it deep. Fill this horny cunt."

I thrust forward, burying my entire cock inside her tight, soaking pussy in one stroke. She cried out, the wet smack of our bodies echoing. Her walls clenched around me like velvet heat as I started pounding her hard, gripping her hips. Each thrust made her tits bounce inside the dress.

"Oh shit... yes, just like that," she panted, voice breaking. "Harder. I'm such a horny slut... I fuck strangers at every wedding I go to."

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit while slamming into her from behind. Her juices ran down my balls. The rhythm grew frantic, skin slapping, her moans getting louder until I had to clamp a hand over her mouth.

She came first, pussy spasming wildly around my dick, squirting a little down her thighs. Her muffled screams vibrated against my palm.

I pulled out, spun her to face me, and lifted one of her legs. Sliding back into her dripping pussy, I fucked her standing up, staring into her glassy, lust-drunk eyes. "Cum again for me, you filthy wedding whore."

Lena's head fell back. "I'm gonna... fuck, I'm cumming again!" Her second orgasm hit harder, milking my cock until I couldn't hold back.

With a deep groan I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her clenching pussy. She trembled through the aftershocks, kissing me sloppily as my load leaked out around my shaft.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, her red dress rumpled and my cum dripping down her leg onto the floor.

"Best wedding I've ever crashed," Lena whispered with a wicked smile, squeezing my spent cock with her pussy one last time.

I grinned, already wondering if round two could happen before the cake was cut.

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