Jilnar Jardaly Fucks the Groom

The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event.

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"Jilnar Jardaly Fucks the Groom"

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Hiya, guys!

It's your favorite horny, TV news anchor and all-round nymphomaniac, Jilnar Jardaly here. I love it when you guys get all horny and stroke yourselves off over my naughty, slutty sexcapades, so I thought I'd share a brand new one I had only yesterday...

I love fucking men. All men! I don't care if they're fat, skinny, tall, short, young, old, black, white, Asian, married, single, rich, poor... I love them all! But one type I can never ever resist is a man on his wedding day. I love to fuck them right after the ceremony. I love draining everything he's been saving for his new bride for their precious wedding night, so all she ends up getting is my used-up and completely fucked-out leftovers! As you all know, if there's any slut, in this world, who can do that to a man, it's me! Men can barely survive my hot, untamable lust, once I release it! My intense passion can make them lose consciousness and forget where they are, what they were doing or even their own name! But, of course, that never happens to me! I'm always ready to fuck again and again and again... One delicious man after the other... Mmmmmm...

I was at a Television Dubai staff meeting at a hotel, when I became aware of a wedding reception in the function room next-door. Thankfully, our meeting was just ending because my hungry pussy was already twitching and gnawing and starting to get quite wet, knowing somewhere nearby a man had just taken his vows. My tight, insatiable, little slit can smell and sense her prey a mile away! I'm a sexual predator by nature and, when I'm hunting cock, it's my red hot, little snatch who's in charge and makes all the decisions...

I excused myself right after the meeting, headed straight next-door, and looked through the door. I spotted the groom straight away. I always do. It's like I have a sixth sense when it comes to spotting my next target, my next cock, my next load of fresh, hot cum...

To be honest, he was butt-ugly! He was short and fat, with crooked, discolored teeth, thick glasses, bad skin and long straight, oily hair, which was balding on top and in a ponytail! Ewww! It looked like the only sex he ever had was internet sex while playing World of Warcraft! Normally, the mere thought of even being touched by a fugly like that would make me puke! But this one was wearing that little something that drive me crazy with lust... a wedding suit! This was his lucky day!

He was next-to his new wife who, as incredible as it may seem, was even uglier than he was! Oh, this cock-hunt was going to be soooo easy! Within five minutes from now, he'll be fucking me like it was his last night on Earth...

I walked into the room, and straight up to them. Being a well-known TV celebrity has its perks, and one of those perks is being able to crash any party I please, and always being welcomed.

"Good evening," I said, "I just wanted to pop in and congratulate you and your hunky new husband."

"Thanks!" they both said in unison, recognizing me from the television instantly and clearly quite thrilled and honored to receive my blessing.

"May I have a little dance with this big, strong, handsome new husband of yours?" I asked the bride, already sliding my arm through his.

"Well, actually, we haven't had a dance ourselves ye-"

"It's OK, babe!" he interrupted her, his hungry eyes only for me. "We'll have the next one."

"But... but it's our wedding day..." she protested feebly. His attention was so focused on me only. He wouldn't have heard her even if she used a loudspeaker!

As we turned to walk to the dance floor, I looked back her, smiled and mouthed a silent and insincere apology. I made sure she could see me licking my lips, while I was looking at him. The expert cock-huntress had snared and claimed her prey...

A few of the people on the dance floor were pointing at me and whispering to each other. That happens to a lot of us well-known celebrities. A few asked me for the next dance, but I told them I'm only here to dance with this gorgeous groom, which was made him blush more and more each time he heard me say it.

Then, finally, a waltz was playing. At last, my trap was set. No getting away from me now...

"Oh..." he said, looking worried, "I don't really know how to..."

"That's OK, honey," I said reassuringly, "You just let me lead."

I slid and arm around the small of his back and snuggled up nice and close. He was a little shorter than me so I had to lean over a little to whisper in his ear.

"I hope your wife knows how lucky she is," I said, using my most seductive tone. "You really are very cute, you know."

"Really?" he gasped in disbelief.

"U-huh! You remind me of a boy I knew at university. I had such a crush on him," I snuggled up closer and whispered, "But you're way more handsome!"

His eyes may have been glazed over with the look of complete disbelief that any of this was happening, but his mouth was grinning ear-to-ear. I slowly slid my hand down to stroke his big, fat ass. I pulled myself even closer, so he could feel my body gyrating against his. I rubbed my glistening wet pussy against the growing bulge, created by his hardening cock. He was clearly loving that, as he slid his hands down to my ass and pulled me even more tightly against him.

"How about we finish this dance outside?" I said, "We'll be able to feel ...errm... I mean, hear each other a little better."

I held his sweaty hand to lead him outside, letting him press against me the whole way, to conceal from the other guests the fact that he had a huge, aching hard-on. I looked across the room at his new bride who was staring at us with tears forming in her eyes. A couple of older ladies were around her and appeared to be trying to reassure and comfort her. I gave her a big smile, a wink, slowly licked my lips and blew her a kiss. She was learning a lesson that all women eventually learn. Men belong to me... bitch!

Soon we were outside, and I continued to lead him by the hand, his erection rubbing up against me the whole way, until we were quite some way from the building. I slid both my arms around him and stared into his eyes. I moved my face closer to his until and, finally, our lips touched.

"You know why we both came out here," I whispered. "I want it. You want it. Let's do it, honey. I want you to make love to me, here and now. You make me sooo horny. I want to give myself to you as a wedding present. I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel your beautiful big, hard cock explode inside me. Deep inside me! Have you ever made love to a TV star? This TV star wants you. She wants you sooo much! She wants to be your whore! She doesn't even want to know your name. Don't you want to fuck your whore and get her pregnant, with your baby? Let's give in to our wicked and sinful lust. Mmmmmmm..."

I pressed my mouth against his, and saw his eyes close just before I closed mine. He allowed my probing tongue to enter his mouth (which tasted like wedding cake, cheap champagne and poor dental hygiene). Our tongues were swirling around each other for several seconds, while he groped and clawed at me with trembling, sweaty hands, and rubbing his hard cock against me through our clothes. I got him so horny and worked up by showing him what a dirty slut I am, he was grabbing and dry-humping me uncontrollably now.

I broke away, slipped out of his grasp and started skipping towards the trees.

"If you want it, come and get it!" I teased.

Without thought or hesitation, his primal instincts urged him to give chase. I giggled loudly as I happily skipped along. I soon found a huge tree stump, leveled on top which, as luck would have it, was the same height as my waist.

I bent over the stump, allowing my short skirt to ride up. As usual, I wasn't wearing any panties, so my smooth, hairless pussy and ass were in full view, in the cool evening air.

When the the Cheetos and Krispy Kreme-eating slob finally caught up, sweating and wheezing, he stopped and stared at my exposed lady-parts in silence. He was clearly in a situation the likes of which he had never before been in and had no idea how to handle...

"Well," I purred, sliding my tight little skirt up even further "Don't just stand there. Come and get it, while it's nice and hot!"

His inexperience gave way to his natural, male, animal instincts, and he staggered closer, his gaping mouth drooling, glasses steamed up and his eyes almost popping right out of his head. He pulled an inhaler out from his top pocket and took two big puffs.

"You want me to... ermmm... you know... go down on it... or something?"

"Well, normally, I'd absolutely insist on it, cutie. But we probably don't have much time before the others find us. Besides, if you're as turned on as I am right now, I don't think either of us need to bother with any foreplay," I said, smiling back at him while wiggling my bare ass and juicy slit, for his enjoyment.

To be completely honest, despite what I told him, the thought of his new bride, family and friends catching us in the act turned me on all the more! The reason I love outdoor sex so much is because I love people watching me when I'm fucking, especially when they decide to pull out their hard cocks and join the fun. A girl can never have too many big, hard cocks to play with so, as I always say, the more the merrier!

He started fumbling with his pants, unable to take his eyes off my fully exposed snatch and ass. He was trying desperately to release his throbbing cock, as fast as his excited, trembling hands could manage. Finally, he started advancing on me, pants around his ankles. His hands were reaching out to grab my hips and his cock standing straight out like a medieval battering ram, ready to bust its way through, and invade and conquer! It was all big and stiff with a delicious-looking drop of pre-cum, glistening on its tip. Hard cocks always look sooo sexy when they have that sweet, yummy drop of pre-cum...

"Ooooooooooo, honeyyyyy," I purred, "I can't wait to feel that beautiful bit, stiff, newly-married cock deep inside me."

That was all the teasing his primitive, lustful desires could take! He ran the last few steps, almost tripping over his crumpled-up, cheap, rent-a-suit pants. His hands then found my hips and started sliding my skirt right up above my waist, and I could feel him feeding my hungry pussy with his throbbing, erect cock.

He moaned loudly as he felt his manhood being engulfed in my hot, juicy, ripe, little pussy. I raised myself up, so he could hear me moaning in response, which I always do a lot and very, very loudly. Oooh, I love feeling it go in...

"Come on, baby!" I said, now in full dirty slut-mode. "Fuck me! Fuck your favorite TV star. Your hard cock's all mine now. It's not that ugly bitch's any more! It's mine! Alllll mine! Fuck me. FUCK ME!!"

He was pounding and pounding me, like a man demonically possessed. My filthy mouth was spurring him on with more and more excitement. Men love my dirty-talk. They all say I sound like such a nasty, twisted and perverted fucking whore.

I couldn't hold it back any longer. I had to give in to the exquisite passion of the moment! My pussy just exploded in a torrent of steaming, hot fluid, all over his pumping cock, and all over his swollen balls, making his pubic hair all soaking wet and sticky with my love juice.

Once my hungry, carnivorous, pussy had satisfied her craving for fresh man-meat, I had to be very careful not to make him pop his load, not until I got what my body was aching for now. My specialty...

"Sweety," I cooed, "How about some anal?"

"What?" he halted suddenly, clearly a little shocked by my proposal. "But I've never - I mean, I don't really know how..."

"It's OK, baby," I answered, "I know how. Slutty Mommy always knows, baby."

I bent over low, spreading my legs wide so he could bury his cock deep inside my firm, pert little ass.

"Grab my ass, honey... That's right, baby... Now pull it open... U-huh... Now, see my asshole...? Uh-huh... Now, lick your index finger and slide it in... Oooooooooh... Yessssssssss! That's a very, very good boy! Now, pull out your finger and spit inside the hole before it closes again. Ohh! That's very good! Now stick that lovely big, hard cock straight in there. All the way!"

"D-d-don't we have to lubricate or s-something?"

"Lube's for losers, honey. Real men like the friction! It'll be OK, darling. Trust me! No matter how much you hear me scream or cry out, it's OK! Just don't stop forcing it in!! It always hurts at first, but it'll soon feel extra nice... for both of us! I promise! Now, be a good boy for Mommy. In you go!"

I felt his swollen glans pressing against my anus, and he then spent several seconds trying all ways to get it to go in. He was starting to sound flustered, so I tried to give him some coaching and encouragement. I know... Newbies, right?

"Now put the tip against my hole, sweetie. Make sure you have it aimed nice and straight. Good boy! Now take a deep breath and push it in as hard as you can! It'll be hard to get in at first but, when it's all the way in, you'll love it. It'll feel all tight and warm and lovely. It's worth it! Trust me! Trust Mommy! Now, ram it in me! Ram it in meee!!"

He took my advice as I felt him guide his knob to my asshole, just as I instructed,. He took a breath to prepare himself. He then grabbed my hips and roared like a lion as he made a huge pelvic thrust with all his might. My sphincter, as always, put up some initial resistance but, this time, he wasn't going to take no for an answer! Fortunately, my encouragement seemed to do the trick as I was soon feeling that familiar, sweet, exquisite pain of that first thrust in.

"OWWWW!! OWOWOWOW!! FUUUCK!!" I screamed. "That's it, baby! It hurtsssss soooo good!! It h-h-hurts so f-f-fucking good!!"

Oooh, I love that feeling! It's always so intense and makes me feel like such a wicked, sinful little whore! I was biting the sleeve of my blazer hard, screaming through my clenched teeth, while he growled the whole way in, until I could feel his hairy, sweaty balls slapping against my ass. My sphincter had surrendered enough to his will for him to begin his rhythmic pumping and pounding. Of course, his thrusting was in contest against the vice-like grip of my ass, but his cock was starting to win the the battle, and give my conquered ass that reaming I was craving. I love it when a man's ass-invading cock finally wins the struggle and starts showing my tight, little, heart-shaped ass who's boss!

He was moaning and groaning loudly, obviously experiencing extreme ecstasy he didn't even know existed in this world (or any of his internet fantasy worlds). I could feel his body trembling and his swollen balls tightening. I knew he was close. An experienced anal-slut like me always knows...

I felt another sizzling hot squirt taking me over as my whole body started to trembled and convulse. Without a cock inside my pussy, I just squirt out in full stream, all over the tree stump, and running down my long legs. Ooh! It all just felt so good, and deliciously wicked!

My cock-hungry holes finally had their appetites sinful, forbidden lust satisfied...

"Hey... baby," I panted, finding it hard to speak through his brutal, primitive punishment of my poor, defenseless and ravaged little ass, which was now at the complete mercy of the full might of his lustful and aggressive male dominance, "H.. how'd you... like to c-cum... all over my f-FACE! All over m-my... f-fucking... f-face? All over m-my... slutty... TV star... f-fucking FACE? All over... M-M-MOMMY'S F-F-FACE?!!"

"HELL YEAH!!" he yelled, sounding like a drooling, demented maniac.

He held my ass open while he started to withdraw his angry cock. My greedy little ass, which had fallen completely in love with his nasty cock, didn't seem to want to let it go! But he eventually managed pull it out, with a loud pop. I quickly turned, dropped to my knees on the muddy ground, facing and looking up at him. He immediately shot a big, thick, heavy stream of hot cream that hit me hard on the nose, and spread out all over both my cheeks. Then he shot another load, all over my forehead, which started to ooze slowly down to my eyelashes. Then he shot another load all over my lips.

When he was finally drained, I looked up at him, letting him see my face completely covered in his semen while he was slapping it all over with his softening cock. I smiled widely, allowing some of his sweet, salty ball-brew to slide into my mouth, so I could taste him. I love the delicious taste of a man's seed. Any man's seed!

"Good girl," he said, breathlessly, while stroking the back of my head. "Such a good, good, girl..."

"I'm always a good girl," I said, my cum-coated face smiling back up at him sweetly. He proudly gazed down at my completely cum-coated, TV star face, admiring his work. His masterpiece. His cum-whore.

I slowly stood up, massaging his sperm all over my face evenly, until it was all completely absorbed into my skin. I always let a few of the men I fuck each day cum all over my face, so I can rub it all in. It's by far, the best and purest vitamin E cream that nature provides! Better than anything money can buy! That's why I have such smooth and healthy skin on my face and hands. And everywhere else for that matter!

The slovenly geek was staggering about, gasping desperately for his next breath. He collapsed onto the tree stump and, finally, slid down onto the muddy ground. He managed to grab his inhaler with both his shaking hands, and had about four quick, desperate puffs, which he inhaled deeply.

"Wow... Fucking wow..." was all he could think to say, clutching his inhaler with one hand and his heart with the other.

I just giggled at him, straightened up my skirt, blew him a kiss and started to leave.

"Wait!" he said, still struggling for breath, "Please don't go! Errrrm... When can I see you again?"

"What?" I scolded, shaking my finger at him. "Are you fucking kidding me? You're a married man, loser! No more sluts for you! Only one pussy for you, for the rest of your whole life! And I bet she'll never, ever let you stick it in her fat, frigid ass! That's assuming she'll still have you, after screwing around on your own fucking wedding day, you dirty, cheating bastard!"

I skipped away, laughing and giggling after yet another successful cock-hunt! Back at the tree stump I could hear the sounds of what I surmised was the arrival of his wailing, broken-hearted, new bride, beholding the sordid scene of marital destruction I had caused. Then the rabble of her angry family, followed by the groom's pathetic pleading and whimpering. Heheh!

Oh, I do so love wedding days...

Love and lust,

Jilnar

xoxoxox