Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2011 10:56:41 -0600
From: Aaron Zayne <mountnbare@gmail.com>
Subject: Big Bear Cum Slut: White Wedding

Series Title: Big Bear Cum Slut
Stories Title: White Wedding

The following is a true story.

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White Wedding by Aaron Zayne

I could easily picture the groom sprawled out on the couch of a trashy
mobile home in his work boots, holey jeans and wife beater. He was a sexy
little cub with just the beginning of a beer belly. The hot August heat had
turned the church into an oven and the groom was basting in his cheap
polyester tux. He was drenched in sweat. God I wanted to eat out that
sweaty bubble butt!

I was sitting there hot and horny in the First Baptist church at my cousins
wedding. My 6 foot 230 pounds of bear muscle wedged in the pew between my
ancient aunt Nora and my partner Steve. The eighteen hour trip from
Colorado the day before should have taken care of the horny part, but Steve
and I had fought the entire way. He wanted to fly but I talked him out of
it. I love long road trips in my old CJ 5 jeep. I had hoped to get my ass
filled at a couple of the rest stops along the way but Steve's pissy mood
made that impossible.

We are both exhibitionists and love pubic sex, hell we met after a long
fuck session through a glory hole. He dumped two loads in my ass that night
and sucked me off while I was taking a third from some stranger through the
hole in the wall. It was true love.

Sadly it was a sex less trip. No college guys heading home for the weekend
got to see my meaty muscle bear ass get pounded. No long haul truckers got
to eat thick cum out of my well used hole. Just a long road trip in a
bouncing jeep. At the very least I had hoped to ride Steve's cock when we
got to the motel last night. Didn't happen. Maybe the trip home will be
better.

The bride was pregnant and wrapped in enough white fabric to cover a circus
tent. Couldn't believe this cow standing next to that hot little cub was my
cousin...or that she was wearing white. Wind beneath my wings, blah blah blah
from the preacher, I pronounce you man and wife. Two hour fucking ceremony
for probably a six month marriage. God I wanted to eat the groom's ass.

Everyone filed out, making their way through the immense church to the
gymnasium where the reception was set up. I found a quiet little two stall
bathroom behind the kitchen where I hoped to relieve my horniness before
hitting the reception line.

I dropped my pants and sat down on the porcelain throne imagining the groom
bent over in front of me, his meaty ass cheeks spread as I eat out his ripe
hot hole. Someone enters the bathroom.

"Aaron it's me, open up" expecting an apology I unlocked the door. Steve
tentatively steps in locking the stall behind him. My man looks as good in
a suit as he does buck naked and my cock starts to swell. I have to say the
idea of having sex in a church bathroom was working into my mind but I was
still pissed at him.

Steve unzips the fly on his slacks, fishes out his hard cock then stands
there with his hands on his hips.  Looking at his white dick jutting up and
out from the black pants just a couple feet from my mouth reminded me of
the first time I saw that fat 7.5 inch monster poking through the glory
hole. My cock throbs at the thought; the 2 ga PA looped through the piss
slit of my 8 inch dick noisily strikes the porcelain.

I looked up at him angrily "You expect me to suck your dick after being
such a bitch to me all day"

"Your cock wants it" he whispers reaching out and pulling my freshly shaved
head towards his freshly shaved crotch. Now I am a muscle bear with a
decent coating of well-groomed hair covering most of my body. I keep my
head and nuts shaved everything else is manscaped. Steve, on the other
hand, shaves everything except his blond buzzcut. A shaved crotch makes my
cock drool.

I wrap my hand around the thick base of Steve's cock and bring it to my
mouth. I tongue his piss slit tasting a faint bitterness, he must have
stopped on the way here and emptied his bladder in another bathroom, no
golden treat today.

This was a rare event as we both prefer his cock in my ass.

The ripe smell coming from our sweaty crotches was driving me crazy. I
start to noisily suck his cock overcome with lust and want nothing but his
cum in my mouth.

Steve grabs my head holding me still. Someone was watching us through the
crack around the stall door. I couldn't tell who was out there but it was
obvious from his body movements that he was fisting his dick. Being a
generous exhibitionist Steve maneuvered our bodies sideways in the stall
giving the peeper an unrestricted view of my lips wrapped around his cock.

Steve lets go of my head and I doubled my efforts encouraged by the
audience. I concentrated my attention on Steve's dick head while sliding my
fist up and down his shaft.

A long groan from outside of the stall, our friend finished. I glance down
and see gobs of cum dripping from the bottom of the door. Leaning over
Steve caught some of the dirty white jizz on his fingers and rubbed it
along the top of his cock shaft as I sucked. I pulled his cock down my
throat tasting the strangers cum.

I could feel my lover tensing as Steve grabbed my head, roughly skull
fucking me. He froze, my lips holding his cock head. "Fuck yea" he moans
then pumps his load into my waiting mouth. The cum running down my throat
sends me over the edge. I grab my cock, and three strokes later shoot a
huge wad between Steve's legs.

I spend a few minutes cleaning up my man making sure I get every drop. He
leans down and deeply kisses me searching my mouth for any remaining cum,
his tongue probing. "Sorry I was such an ass" he whispers as he pulls away.
Steve stands up, tucks his cock back into his pants then leaves the stall.

"Now get over yourself and get out here, they are cutting the cake." He
hollars over his shoulder as he pushes open the bathroom door.

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