SIN:TERCOURSE- A Collection Of Taboo Stories

Cheyenne is saving herself for her perfect fiancé—the guy who never once pressured her for s*x during years of dating. So for his bachelor party, she decides to finally gift him her tight, untouched virgin cunt, all dolled up and dripping for his c**k. Except the surprise gets hijacked. Wrong hands claim her first, their thick d***s stretching her innocent little hole wide, pumping her full of hot c*m again and again. She screams she hates it… while her body betrays her, clenching and gushing, wave after filthy wave of shattering orgasms ripping through her until she’s a trembling, c*m-drenched mess who can’t stop cumming. Will her marriage still hold? _______ Cheyenne I couldn’t stop giggling as Jessica and I slipped through the back gate of Duke’s house. The night air was cool against my bare legs under the tiny silk robe I’d thrown on over my lingerie. A part of me wanted to return to the bachelorette party that was still raging back at the club miles from here. The shots that were being passed around and all my bridesmaids having the best time of their lives, but I’d had one goal the second the clock ticked past midnight. Tonight was the night. The night I finally gave in to my fiance. Oh Duke had been perfect. Patient, respectful. He’d never once pushed me for s*x or made me feel guilty for saying I wanted to wait until I was ready. And god, I was so ready my p***y twitched just thinking about it. Yes, our wedding was literally tomorrow and we can finally have s*x. But please, we’d be exhausted after the entire ceremony, taking photos, dancing, pretending to be graceful while our feet hurt. Everyone knows wedding night s*x is a myth for most people. You literally collapse into bed and pass out from the exhaustion. No way was I letting that happen to us. So here we were, my best friend and I sneaking into my fiance’s bedroom like teenagers. We were carrying the massive matte-black gift box jessica had helped me order from a s*x toy website weeks ago. We set it on the low table in the center of the room that Jessica also dragged in. My heart was hammering so hard. “Breathe baby,” Jessica whispered to me with a smile. “You know we can still turn around and leave if you don’t wanna do this.” “Oh, I want to Jess, you know! I’m just nervous.” Smiling, she zipped the robe off me, and also helped me removed the white lace-bra I’d chosen but left the crotchless thong. Once I stood topless before her, she whistled low and bit her lip. “You have nothing to be nervous about babe, you’re f*****g gorgeous.” I giggled, her words making my stomach warm. Then I decided to stop being such a scared p***y and climbed into the box on the table. Thank god for the strategic holes cut out inside the box, I was able to slide my legs through so my thighs and p***y were exposed. Then I wiggled around in the semi dark until my t**s pushed out through the top holes. The air was chilly and it made my n*****s pebble. Just as planned, my face and torso stayed hidden inside the box. It was bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding and I believed in this so bad. And that’s why Jessica came up with this box thing. He’d be f*****g my holes and technically won’t see me. It was so f*****g scary, but exciting and hot. “Okay Chey,” I heard her voice. “Last time to butt out.” “f**k no,” I breathed with a shaky laugh. “It has to be tonight. Duke has waited so long and he’d the man of my dreams. I want to give him this tonight. My virginity, wrapped in a gift box.” “Okay then baby,” Jessica laughed softly, reaching in to tie a bow around the base of my t**s. She gave them a playful squeeze once she was done, brushing her thumbs lightly over the peaks. “Oh my God, stop,” I squealed, half-laughing and gasping as heat shot straight to my core. It must be the adrenaline that was making me react that way. “Girl, it’s not my fault you look this f*****g hot,’ She said teasingly and pinched my n*****s lightly, rolling them until I whimpered. “If you ever decide to play for the other team bestie, you know I’d f**k you in a heartbeat. You’re unreal.” Her words made my cheeks burn and I was glad for the cover the box provide. “And you are insane, Jess.” I tried to play it off, but deep down, I couldn’t help but think about her words. Jessica was bisexual and drop dead gorgeous. Her long blonde waves, big perky t**s and confident smirk could make anyone curious. If I ever wanted to try things out with a woman, she’d totally be the one. So I told her exactly that. I could literally hear the grin in her voice as she responded to me. “Noted, future Mrs. Duke. But tonight this p***y belongs to your man.” That said, she slid the lid of the box over me, plunging me into darkness, well not total because of the holes, but still dark none the less. My heart began pounding harder and I flinched when I felt her adjust my legs so I wouldn’t cramp, spreading my thighs even wider as she talked about her plans tonight once she got back to the party. I nodded along to her, responding with words when I remembered she couldn’t see me. But my mind was too taken by nerves to really be present. I could distantly feel her arranging me, tugging my panties so my bare p***y was perfectly aligned to the cut out hole. When it seemed that she was done, her finger suddenly traced my slit. “Jessica!” I squealed. “What? I’m just making sure you’re perfect for him,” She murmured, but her voice was thicker now. She circled my c**t twice and then slid one finger inside me. It was so easy because I was wet. “Oh f**k,” I moaned, my hips twitching like a little slut’s. “What are you doing, Jessica? This is for Duke and–” “I know baby,” She whispered. “But look how wet you are already. Let me give you just a little warm-up. You want to be dripping when he finds you, don’t you?” Before I could respond, she began pumping her finger inside me. My walls fluttered around the digit, greedy despite the guilt twisting in my stomach. I shouldn’t want this. I shouldn’t be moaning for my bestfriend’s touch. But god, it felt so good. “Jessie…oh god…stop, please….” I cried out in a cracked, needy voice. BUt she ignored me, adding another finger which she f****d me deeper with. Just when I started to get used to the fingers thrusting in and out me of, I suddenly felt her hot mouth close over my p***y. A loud gasp escaped my throat but she didn’t even stop. Her tongue was wicked, licking slowly up my slit and then flicking fast over my c**t. I cried out when she sucked it between her lips. It was so f*****g good. Jessica moaned against me and the vibration ripped another cry from my throat. “f**k…Jessie!!” “You taste so f*****g sweet,” she groaned between licks. “I knew you’d be delicious. This little virgin cunt is dripping nectar for me right now.” She ate me like she’d been fantasizing about it for months, tongue plunging inside me, then back to my c**t, sucking hard while her fingers curled and pumped inside me. My hips bucked helplessly, t**s jiggling in the cut outs. I couldn’t see her or anything, but that made it dirtier. I was just a body, a gift being devoured in the dark. “Oh my god–Jessie—stop—it feels so good—f**k—don’t stop—ugh, stop–” I was babbling, torn between shame and the building pressure in my core. My p***y clenched around her fingers and my c**t throbbed harshly against her tongue. I was so close…so f*****g close… The sound of the front door opening downstairs suddenly echoed in the room. We both froze. Jessica’s mouth lifted off me and my p***y throbbed shamelessly, aching from the pleasure it’s been denied. “f**k” She whispered breathlessly. “That must be Duke. I thought he was gonna take some time at the bachelor’s party.” “I thought so too but I guess Duke got too overwhelmed and came home earlier.” I whined. “Well, I’m out in that case, babes. I’ll take the window so I don’t ruin the surprise.” She pressed one last wet kiss to my swollen c**t, making me whimper. “Have fun, baby. And Chey? Your p***y tastes f*****g incredible." I heard the sound of the window opening and closing and I knew she was gone.