Cuckolded On Wedding Day – Part 3

I slept soundly and woke up at 8 with a raging hard-on. My pretty wife was under the sheets. I admired the sharp features that made her look sexy even while sleeping.

Her one-piece black dress was strewn near the foot of the bed, along with her sandals. I woke her up gently, holding her chiseled jaw. She opened her pink lips, showing off pearly teeth.

She was naked underneath the satin bedsheet, so I directly showed my erect dick into her cunt. Her slit was warm and tight, making the cock-entry a pleasurable experience for both of us.

I drilled her pussy holding her shoulders, pulling out almost completely (leaving just the cock head inside) and piercing her pussy like the first time. Prerna’s mouth was perpetually open like she was shocked or out of breath.

It was coupled with raised arches of eyebrows, creating a look of surprise. It was achieved by almost completely shaving under the brows barring a thin line of hair. Her facial expression was of excitement.

I lasted more than 5 minutes looking at her expressions. She looked fit as ever with her enticing figure of 34C all-natural bust, a narrow 26-inch waist and supple 36-inch bottom. She looked taller than her 5 feet 5-inch height, thanks to her short (shoulder length) hair and slim figure.

Her stacked bob looked jet black compared to last night. Her porcelain-like pinkish-white body was completely hairless except for the landing strip on her clit.

Prerna gave an expression as if she was on the verge of climax, pushing me to orgasm. I deposited my load inside her cunt and tried to give her a cumshot on the boobs. But my semen leaked on the shaft after ejaculating from the glans.

Prerna wrapped her fingers around my cock and licked the cum drops on seeing this. We lay in bed for a few minutes to catch our breath. We got up and dressed quickly to go downstairs for breakfast.

I called Gagan, but the phone kept ringing, so he had probably checked out earlier. Prerna was looking sexy in a silver and pink tracksuit. She wasn’t wearing anything inside except a small panty.

We stood on opposite sides of the elevator like strangers. The elevator stopped one level below our floor, and a solid-looking guy got in. The stranger recognized Prerna and greeted her.

I’d told her that I was ok to be a cuckold on the honeymoon trip. So she directly smiled and hugged the guy. The hunk kissed both cheeks and squeezed her butt with his fingers.

Prerna lowered her jacket zipper to reveal her yummy cleavage. She finger-combed her shoulder-length hair to show off the tattoo on the side of her forearm (her ex’s name).

She behaved like a slutty girl. There was no trace of her being married in her entire outfit. The guy complained that Prerna had disappeared suddenly last night. She replied that her boyfriend had called, so she had to go.

We found out that the hunk was 25 years old. It was a good thing that Prerna was only 27. So she easily passed off as a younger girl. We got off at the 1st floor for the dining room.

Seeing no one else in the corridor, the hunk started to get closer to Prerna. I was already looking at my phone and started pretending that I had gotten a message. Prerna’s young lover wanted to kiss her, and she obliged.

At first, she puckered her lips, then seeing that he was shy, kissed him full on the mouth with her tongue exploring his mouth. I dipped my hand in my jeans to touch my cock. My cock loved it, and it started rising for the second round of sex.

Prerna’s foreplay had just started. She pulled down her jacket zip to reveal her braless boobs to her lover. He cupped them and gently sucked her nipples. She arched her neck back to push her breast into his face.

I’d overtaken them to the buffet area by this time and engaged the lone waiter in conversation. Prerna and her lover walked in and started serving themselves. There was a message on my phone from Prerna to go back to the room and wait there after breakfast.

I took my time to finish breakfast and reach the hotel room. There, I pressed Prerna’s bra to my nose and took a breath of her body odor from the garment. My dick was fully erect and ready for another session. She was back before I could lift my phone and call her.

Amol: Hi babe, that was fast!

Prerna: Ya, not a quickie, though. Poor boy pumped me in doggy style for almost 10 minutes. I was just about to get my orgasm when he came inside me.

Unknown to her, I secretly loved the details. She quickly took off her tracksuit and allowed me to strip. I was removing my clothes as fast as possible. I couldn’t help noticing that her panty was missing.

Amol: Babe, you forgot your panty.

Prerna: The new guy wanted it, so I let him keep it.

My dick was leaking precum. So I inserted it into Prerna’s freshly fucked pussy in a missionary position. Her hole was warm, while the cunt lips clung to my dick like twin claws. She had tied her shoulder-length hair into a French braid.

Her lips had light lip color, and eyelashes were lengthened with mascara. Her flat tummy had a barbell in the navel. The hunk had given her a love bite on the right shoulder.

Amol: Your hair smells funny.

Prerna: Two guys tried to give me cumshots last night.

Amol: Anyone I know?

Prerna: No, but the cum landed on my head.

So, including the hunk, me and Gagan, five guys had made love to Prerna since last night. It meant that the father would be unknown if she got pregnant.

Looking at her big eyes, I held her tits and kissed her neck. She closed her eyes and clutched my hair. It was a telltale sign that she was going to get an orgasm. Watching her climax pushed me to cum.

We kissed like first-time lovers, hugging each other and ejaculating like the floodgates had been opened.

Amol: I love you, babe!

Prerna: love you, muah!