Wedding Reception Booty Call
The moment I spotted her across the crowded reception hall, my cock twitched hard. Lena stood by the bar in a tight emerald dress that hugged every curve, especially that round, juicy ass I’d been staring at for months during our training sessions. She was my client, but tonight at my buddy’s wedding, the champagne was flowing and the rules felt blurred as hell.
“Hey, Coach,” she said, turning with a wicked little smile, her dark hair spilling over one shoulder. “Didn’t expect to see you here looking all sharp in that suit. You clean up nice.”
I stepped closer, catching the sweet scent of her perfume mixed with the faint musk of her skin after a long day. “Lena. You’re killing me in that dress. That ass of yours… fuck, it’s been distracting me in every session. Thought I was professional, but damn.”
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she sipped her drink. “Oh yeah? Then why’d you always make me do those deep squats right in front of you? I saw you watching.” She shifted her weight, letting her hip pop out. “Maybe I wore this on purpose. For you.”
The tension snapped. I grabbed her hand and pulled her through the side door into the dimly lit service hallway behind the banquet room. Before the door even clicked shut, my mouth was on hers, tongues sliding hot and wet. My hands dropped straight to that magnificent butt, squeezing the firm, plush cheeks through the thin fabric.
“God, I’ve wanted this ass for so long,” I growled against her lips, kneading harder. She moaned, pressing back into my palms.
“Then take it, Coach. It’s yours tonight.” Lena reached down and palmed my throbbing cock through my pants. “Feel how hard you are already? That’s all for my butt, huh?”
I spun her around fast, hiking her dress up over her hips. No panties—just a tiny green thong that disappeared between those perfect globes. I dropped to my knees right there on the tile, yanking the thong aside. Her asshole winked at me, tight and pink above her shaved, glistening pussy.
“Fuck, look at that pretty little hole.” I spread her cheeks wide, burying my face between them. My tongue circled her anus, licking slow and filthy while she gasped and pushed back.
“Oh shit… yes, lick my ass. Deeper, Mike. Eat it like you mean it.” Her voice was breathy, needy. I stiffened my tongue and pushed inside her tight ring, tasting her clean, musky flavor while my fingers found her swollen clit. She was soaked, dripping down her thighs already.
Lena’s legs trembled. “Fuck, your tongue in my butt feels so dirty… I’m gonna cum if you keep—ahh!” Her whole body shook as I sucked on her asshole and rubbed her clit in tight circles. She came hard, biting her own arm to stay quiet, her juicy ass cheeks clenching around my face.
I stood up, cock aching, and freed it from my pants. Thick and veined, the head already leaking. “Bend over that table. I need to fuck this ass now.”
She braced herself on the narrow hallway table, arching her back so her butt popped out obscenely. I spat on her hole, rubbing the head of my cock against the slick pucker.
“Put it in me,” she begged, looking back over her shoulder. “Stretch my tight little butt with that big dick. I can take it.”
I pushed forward, watching her anus slowly swallow my cockhead. The heat and pressure were insane. Inch by inch I sank into her ass until my balls rested against her wet pussy. “Holy fuck, Lena… your ass is gripping me so good. So fucking tight.”
She moaned loud, not caring who might hear anymore. “Move, Coach. Fuck my ass harder. I want to feel every inch.”
I started thrusting, long deep strokes that made her cheeks jiggle. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the hallway along with her filthy little whimpers. I reached around and fingered her pussy while I pounded her ass, feeling how full she was.
“Shit, I’m close again,” she panted. “Your cock in my butt is hitting all the right spots… don’t stop!”
I sped up, gripping her hips, spanking that juicy ass until it glowed pink. Her second orgasm hit like a wave—her asshole clamped down on my dick in rhythmic pulses, milking me. I couldn’t hold back. With a guttural groan I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her ass.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard, my cock still twitching in her stretched hole. Slowly I pulled out, watching my cum leak from her well-fucked anus and trickle down to her pussy.
Lena turned, kissing me sloppy and satisfied. “Best wedding I’ve been to in years. Next training session… we’re definitely adding more glute work.”
I laughed, pulling her dress back down. “Count on it. That butt’s mine now.”