The Marriage

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. All characters are above the legal age of consent. —

Rose was all nerves as she pulled her stockings up and clipped them to her garter belt. Today was her big day. Today was the day she was to marry the love of her life. She sighed, her breathing shakey and her heart racing. She looked up at herself in the mirror on the vanity she was sitting at. She was beautiful. Her hair was pulled up into a gorgeous up-do. Her makeup was natural and highlighted her eyes. Her curved figure was covered in nervous goose bumps. She tried to gently rub them away. She sat in her bra, panties, stockings and garter, waiting on her maid of honor to return with her dress.

A knock came from the door.

“Rachel, hurry and get in here with my dress! I need to get ready!”

But it wasn’t Rachel who walked in. It was Tony, her lover and husband-to-be. She watched him walk to her through the mirror on the vanity. He was smiling, his hands behind his back. She smiled back to him before turning around to face him.

“You know it is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”

“I have something for you, love” he responded, still smiling.

Rose blushed, unable to stop her grin from growing across her face.

“Stand up and turn around.”

She obeyed, turning away from him. She assumed he was about to clasp a necklace around her pale neck, or something of the sort. But what he did surprised her a bit.

He pushed her down, bending her over the vanity. She gasped, but did not object. She was use to his dominant behavior, and she was happily submissive to him. He set a rectangular red box on her back, and gently pushed her head down so she could not see what he was doing in the vanity mirror. He pulled the lid off the box and removed part of its contents.

She felt him lower her white lace panties to her knees and then slip them completely off. Was he going to take her, right there before there ceremony? It certainly would not bother her if he did. They’d had sex before, and she enjoyed it quite a bit.

Something probed at her smoothe shaven pussy lips. She adjusted herself, trying to spread herself a bit. The thing slid into her dry cunt, pulling at her lips, making her wince and tense. He massaged around the thing, adjusting her lips to relieve the pulling. Once she relaxed, he pushed it in deeper.

“I want you to wear this dildo during the ceremony.”

Her eyes fluttered as she felt the dildo slide completely into her. She heard the soft sound of air being pumped and pushed, as the dildo inside her began to grow in width. She moaned as her cunt stretched and was filled with the dildo. Tony continued to inflate it further and further until he was certain it could not be removed without deflating first.

Rose felt something wet on her ass crack, as Tony spit on her. He gently massaged his saliva into her asshole before probing it with an anal plug he has removed from the box, still balanced on Rose’s back. The plug began to grow too as Tony inflated it. Rose tensed, feeling overly stretched and full. She wasn’t sure she could handle both probing toys being inflated and stretching her. Once Tony was satisfied with the size of the plug in Rose’s ass, he gave it a gentle tug and then a hard smack.

Rose squeaked, making Tony laugh.

“Do not remove those, Rose. Wear them through the ceremony, until I remove them. If you remove them early, I will put them back in and fill them until you rip and cry. Be a good girl.”

Tony pulled her upright, groping her round breasts, and kissing her neck. He then called for Rachel to come in with the dress and he left them to prepare for the ceremony.

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Rose couldn’t concentrate on the ceremony.