I have a wonderful guest post today, from Lacy Grayson writer of the LUX stories and more. She’s offered to grace my blog with this gem, Enjoy:
Running from my own wedding was something I thought I’d never do.
Especially not my wedding to Julian. I’d worked to long and to hard to get
to that point with him. But, somehow when Trevor said ‘let’s go.’ I
couldn’t run fast enough.
We slowly walked out of the church, everyone thought we were grabbing a
quick smoke. After all, wedding jitters.
We ran across the lawns the back lawns where my family wouldn’t be looking.
He hailed a taxi after we’d been unnoticed after two blocks. My heart beat
like a caged animal in my chest.
Once inside the cab, Trevor told the cabbie to take us to JFK airport. As
the cab picked up speed I felt Trevor’s teeth in my neck. Desire overtook
me I moaned sliding onto his lap.
“My whore.” He whispered in my ear. I could tell the cabbie heard by the
arch of his eyebrow. I didn’t care I was Trevor’s whore.
I demonstrated this by spreading my legs as his hand rubbed my excited
cunt through my thong. I wiggled my ass eagerly loving his growing hard
My lips found his in a very wet sloppy kiss, we were giggling like
children as my hands moved like a well oiled cock hungry machine
unfastening his fly. Freeing his beautifully thick and diamond hard cock.
Deftly I lifted my long bridal gown’s skirt. Moving on top of it rubbing
against him feeling his fuck stick through my satin thong. To me this is
the most arousing thing in my sexual play book at this time.
Trevor cut my fun short pulling the cloth aside, sinking his cock deep
inside my warm slick pussy. My loud moans filled the cab. By now Trevor
was just displaying me and his control over me to the cabbie. Trevor
lifted my skirt’s back so my round plump ass was exposed
“Shake it baby, shake it for Daddy.” Trevor growled in my ear. I moved my
ass side to side and back and forth over and over. Riding his cock like
the fucking Kentucky Derby.
A screaming orgasm ripped through me sending off Trevor’s cock on the
floor. Trevor’s cum squirted on the hem of my dress. His laughter boomed.
Needless to say the cabbie didn’t make us pay.