A moment later I heard myself reply,
"I do sweetheart,...with everything that I am...I do."
Our hands shook as we exchanged rings. I thought I felt an electric shock as Amanda slipped mine onto my finger.
Amanda's eyes where locked on mine. As if by magic, her bouquet appeared in her hands and she let go of my hands and took my elbow. We made the two steps to the alter and walked slowly around it. As we approached the curtain behind it, they parted a few feet to let us pass. The minister followed us. Low lights came on in the area behind the curtains and I saw a low round bed with red satin sheets. Two black men stood at the end of the bed, naked except for their massive erections. My heart started pounding wildly. We approached the men slowly. I turned to look at Amanda and saw a look of both fear and longing. As much as she had dreamt of this moment for many years, she was now a bit afraid. Standing in front of the men, I took Amanda's bouquet. Hesitantly she dropped to her knees. I followed her down. A small satin pillow rested on the floor for Amanda to kneel on. I got no such pampering. Having been briefed on the ceremony I knew my part perfectly. I unzipped my fly with one hand and pulled out my erect throbbing penis. It paled in comparison to the magificent love organ standing at full attention only inches in front of my sweet brides face. Amanda reached up slowly and tenderly placed her fingers on his penis. She began to gently caress the shaft and fondle the seed filled testicles. Her eyes closed and her face approached his black penis. She kissed it softly and lovingly through her sheer shimmering veil. Amanda kissed slowly down the side then returned to the head. I put the bouquet on the ground then reached up to lift the veil away from her face. As I released it, it fell over his huge tool and draped down on either side. Amanda licked the head with the tip of her tongue then began working her mouth around it. I swooned at the sight. I'd fantasized about this moment for months but was still unprepared for the intensity of my feelings. I was both humiliated and exhilerated.
Amanda worshipped her gods huge sex tool with her tender warm mouth, her head moving back and forth slowly. Her fingers stroked the quivering testicles which contained the potent sperm that would soon be shot into her womb.
After a few moments, the black sex god gently pulled Amanda's head away from his penis. The veil slipped off the end of his organ to fall down to Amanda's breasts. The other man moved into the same spot and I again raised the veil for his penis. My bride loved his massive penis as she had the first. Although I was no means gay, I was awed by the power and beauty of his huge penis. A network of veins covered it, throbbing with his heartbeat. Smaller veins even stood out on the head. Amanda slid her pink lips slowly over the head then ****** herself down the shaft. My sweet angel was in heaven as she experienced the first invasion of her mouth. Almost inaudible pleasure sounds gurgled in her throat. It seemed all to soon when he also pulled himself away from Amanda. I could have watched her suck those black penises forever. I stood up and gave my hand to my bride. Standing up, she took it and I led her to the bed where she lay down on her back. Being carefull not to touch her, I slowly raised the hem of Amanda's bridal gown to reveal her groin. The sight of those sheer organza tap pants barely hiding her bush almost knocked me down. One of the blacks slid her legs apart and knelt down between them. I got back down on my knees beside the bed and picked the small satin cloth from the floor. I handed this to the black man who placed it under Amanda's crotch. This would catch any juices that overflowed from her during her impalement. It would'nt do to stain her beautiful gown. The black sex god pushed his finger into Amanda's vagina. She gasped and began squirming under his ministrations. Two fingers then entered her and she moaned even louder. After a minute he got down on his stomach and began to lick her. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and buried his face in my brides crotch. It took only a moment for Amanda to experience her first real orgasm. She squealed beautifully as she writhed under his gifted tongue. The black stud unwrapped himself from my bride and moved to a kneeling position. I knew what was coming and grabbed the other small towell from the floor, holding it in front of my penis and being carefull not to touch it. Amanda's lover was now lubricating his love machine. He handed the bottle to the other black who was standing by the other side of the bed. The black master lowered himself over my bride and the tip of his penis entered the opening in her panties. As his penis touched Amanda's labia, she shivered. He slowly pressed forward and entered my sweet bride. Amanda shreaked as he pumped her, each stroke entering her deeper and deeper. At this point I orgasmed. It was the most intense thing I'd ever experienced and I was barely able to catch all of my sperm in the towell. The intensity of it made my eyes close involuntarily. I only held them open by sheer will as I could'nt miss any of Amanda's impaling. My sweet bride gripped her black lovers arms tightly as her head thrashed and her body squirmed. She alternately crooned then squealed from his impaling. He was now sliding almost all the way out then pressing forward to bury his massive penis into Amanda. She arched her back and threw back her head to let out a scream as she experienced her first vaginal orgasm. It seemed to last forever. As she slowly came down from it, the black sex god rolled the both of them over so that she was riding on top of him. The other black slid onto the bed and moved the back of Amanda's gown to the side. He took her long shimmering veil and draped it over himself. His penis was already lubricated and without any ceremony he offered it up to Amanda's delicate pink anus and pressed it into her. The head popped in under his insistance and my bride gasped. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out, only an explosive outlet of her breath. The black lover impaled Amanda's anus powerfully. As the two magnificent studs pumped my bride, she howled louder and louder until her squeals went too high to hear. Her eyes where wide, staring into nothingness as she shook violently. It was then that her two black lovers released their loads of sperm deep into my bride. The three of them thrashed together on the bed as one long, drawn out multiple orgasm surged through my beautiful bride. Now spent, the two black men withdrew themselves from Amanda. I put my penis back in my pants and zipped myself up. I was still shaking from the beauty of what I'd just witnessed. I realized that Bill had been right. I could now see how proper it was for my bride to open herself to these men. While it had only lasted fifteen minutes or so, Amanda had experienced a more intense and sensual sexual experience with them than she ever would with me or any other white man. I was grateful and fullfilled to see my bride so happy with them in bed. Amanda smiled up at me. I smiled back warmly and took the satin pillow from where it had fallen on the bed. I wiped her groin then placed it back on the bed. Amanda took my outstretched hand and slid slowly off the bed. Together we straightened out her gown and veil, then she took my arm as I handed her back her bouquet. As I lead her back out through the curtains I could see the beautiful glow on my brides face as she relished in the feeling of the black sperm warming her anus and womb. Passing the alter I became aware of the congregation and blushed redly. Back standing in front of the alter, we held each others hands as the minister intoned,
"By the power vested in me, I know pronounce you wife and cuckold husband. You may kiss the bride."
I raised the front of her veil and kissed my new wife, first softly, then with increasing intensity. Finally we came up for air; grinning like idiots we turned to face the congregation. As my new wife and I headed down the aisle, everyone burst into applause. Outside the church there where pictures, handshakes and hugs all around. Eventually we headed to Amanda's parents place for the reception. It was homey but elegant at the same time. Her parents place was modestly sized but gracious. The back yard had been decorated tastefully with a dance floor on the stone patio. The afternoon was filled with joy and laughter. It was, in all respects, a wonderfull afternoon.
After a buffet supper, the dancing began. One of the black men was the first to dance with my bride. In fact, they all danced with her before I was allowed. I felt that this was only right. Once all the required dances had been made, I snuck off with Amanda to the far reaches of the garden. Alone at last, I was able to tell her what had been burning inside me all afternoon.
"Sweetheart, I can't begin to tell you how beautifull the wedding was. Now... finally....I REALLY truly understand it all. I KNOW how right it is for you to open yourself to those men. I love you more than ever Amanda."
Amanda smiled sweetly at me and replied,
"Darling,...I can see in your eye's that you truly understand it now. I'm so happy
...for both of us."
"I do sweetheart,...with everything that I am...I do."
Our hands shook as we exchanged rings. I thought I felt an electric shock as Amanda slipped mine onto my finger.
Amanda's eyes where locked on mine. As if by magic, her bouquet appeared in her hands and she let go of my hands and took my elbow. We made the two steps to the alter and walked slowly around it. As we approached the curtain behind it, they parted a few feet to let us pass. The minister followed us. Low lights came on in the area behind the curtains and I saw a low round bed with red satin sheets. Two black men stood at the end of the bed, naked except for their massive erections. My heart started pounding wildly. We approached the men slowly. I turned to look at Amanda and saw a look of both fear and longing. As much as she had dreamt of this moment for many years, she was now a bit afraid. Standing in front of the men, I took Amanda's bouquet. Hesitantly she dropped to her knees. I followed her down. A small satin pillow rested on the floor for Amanda to kneel on. I got no such pampering. Having been briefed on the ceremony I knew my part perfectly. I unzipped my fly with one hand and pulled out my erect throbbing penis. It paled in comparison to the magificent love organ standing at full attention only inches in front of my sweet brides face. Amanda reached up slowly and tenderly placed her fingers on his penis. She began to gently caress the shaft and fondle the seed filled testicles. Her eyes closed and her face approached his black penis. She kissed it softly and lovingly through her sheer shimmering veil. Amanda kissed slowly down the side then returned to the head. I put the bouquet on the ground then reached up to lift the veil away from her face. As I released it, it fell over his huge tool and draped down on either side. Amanda licked the head with the tip of her tongue then began working her mouth around it. I swooned at the sight. I'd fantasized about this moment for months but was still unprepared for the intensity of my feelings. I was both humiliated and exhilerated.
Amanda worshipped her gods huge sex tool with her tender warm mouth, her head moving back and forth slowly. Her fingers stroked the quivering testicles which contained the potent sperm that would soon be shot into her womb.
After a few moments, the black sex god gently pulled Amanda's head away from his penis. The veil slipped off the end of his organ to fall down to Amanda's breasts. The other man moved into the same spot and I again raised the veil for his penis. My bride loved his massive penis as she had the first. Although I was no means gay, I was awed by the power and beauty of his huge penis. A network of veins covered it, throbbing with his heartbeat. Smaller veins even stood out on the head. Amanda slid her pink lips slowly over the head then ****** herself down the shaft. My sweet angel was in heaven as she experienced the first invasion of her mouth. Almost inaudible pleasure sounds gurgled in her throat. It seemed all to soon when he also pulled himself away from Amanda. I could have watched her suck those black penises forever. I stood up and gave my hand to my bride. Standing up, she took it and I led her to the bed where she lay down on her back. Being carefull not to touch her, I slowly raised the hem of Amanda's bridal gown to reveal her groin. The sight of those sheer organza tap pants barely hiding her bush almost knocked me down. One of the blacks slid her legs apart and knelt down between them. I got back down on my knees beside the bed and picked the small satin cloth from the floor. I handed this to the black man who placed it under Amanda's crotch. This would catch any juices that overflowed from her during her impalement. It would'nt do to stain her beautiful gown. The black sex god pushed his finger into Amanda's vagina. She gasped and began squirming under his ministrations. Two fingers then entered her and she moaned even louder. After a minute he got down on his stomach and began to lick her. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and buried his face in my brides crotch. It took only a moment for Amanda to experience her first real orgasm. She squealed beautifully as she writhed under his gifted tongue. The black stud unwrapped himself from my bride and moved to a kneeling position. I knew what was coming and grabbed the other small towell from the floor, holding it in front of my penis and being carefull not to touch it. Amanda's lover was now lubricating his love machine. He handed the bottle to the other black who was standing by the other side of the bed. The black master lowered himself over my bride and the tip of his penis entered the opening in her panties. As his penis touched Amanda's labia, she shivered. He slowly pressed forward and entered my sweet bride. Amanda shreaked as he pumped her, each stroke entering her deeper and deeper. At this point I orgasmed. It was the most intense thing I'd ever experienced and I was barely able to catch all of my sperm in the towell. The intensity of it made my eyes close involuntarily. I only held them open by sheer will as I could'nt miss any of Amanda's impaling. My sweet bride gripped her black lovers arms tightly as her head thrashed and her body squirmed. She alternately crooned then squealed from his impaling. He was now sliding almost all the way out then pressing forward to bury his massive penis into Amanda. She arched her back and threw back her head to let out a scream as she experienced her first vaginal orgasm. It seemed to last forever. As she slowly came down from it, the black sex god rolled the both of them over so that she was riding on top of him. The other black slid onto the bed and moved the back of Amanda's gown to the side. He took her long shimmering veil and draped it over himself. His penis was already lubricated and without any ceremony he offered it up to Amanda's delicate pink anus and pressed it into her. The head popped in under his insistance and my bride gasped. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out, only an explosive outlet of her breath. The black lover impaled Amanda's anus powerfully. As the two magnificent studs pumped my bride, she howled louder and louder until her squeals went too high to hear. Her eyes where wide, staring into nothingness as she shook violently. It was then that her two black lovers released their loads of sperm deep into my bride. The three of them thrashed together on the bed as one long, drawn out multiple orgasm surged through my beautiful bride. Now spent, the two black men withdrew themselves from Amanda. I put my penis back in my pants and zipped myself up. I was still shaking from the beauty of what I'd just witnessed. I realized that Bill had been right. I could now see how proper it was for my bride to open herself to these men. While it had only lasted fifteen minutes or so, Amanda had experienced a more intense and sensual sexual experience with them than she ever would with me or any other white man. I was grateful and fullfilled to see my bride so happy with them in bed. Amanda smiled up at me. I smiled back warmly and took the satin pillow from where it had fallen on the bed. I wiped her groin then placed it back on the bed. Amanda took my outstretched hand and slid slowly off the bed. Together we straightened out her gown and veil, then she took my arm as I handed her back her bouquet. As I lead her back out through the curtains I could see the beautiful glow on my brides face as she relished in the feeling of the black sperm warming her anus and womb. Passing the alter I became aware of the congregation and blushed redly. Back standing in front of the alter, we held each others hands as the minister intoned,
"By the power vested in me, I know pronounce you wife and cuckold husband. You may kiss the bride."
I raised the front of her veil and kissed my new wife, first softly, then with increasing intensity. Finally we came up for air; grinning like idiots we turned to face the congregation. As my new wife and I headed down the aisle, everyone burst into applause. Outside the church there where pictures, handshakes and hugs all around. Eventually we headed to Amanda's parents place for the reception. It was homey but elegant at the same time. Her parents place was modestly sized but gracious. The back yard had been decorated tastefully with a dance floor on the stone patio. The afternoon was filled with joy and laughter. It was, in all respects, a wonderfull afternoon.
After a buffet supper, the dancing began. One of the black men was the first to dance with my bride. In fact, they all danced with her before I was allowed. I felt that this was only right. Once all the required dances had been made, I snuck off with Amanda to the far reaches of the garden. Alone at last, I was able to tell her what had been burning inside me all afternoon.
"Sweetheart, I can't begin to tell you how beautifull the wedding was. Now... finally....I REALLY truly understand it all. I KNOW how right it is for you to open yourself to those men. I love you more than ever Amanda."
Amanda smiled sweetly at me and replied,
"Darling,...I can see in your eye's that you truly understand it now. I'm so happy
...for both of us."
