As the island custom was, the groom was not supposed to see his bride for a half moon before the wedding. This is difficult. The young buck is fully ready to fuck, and now he can't even see her. That's why a lot of men cheat, and hide in the bushes of their girlfriend's house, peeking in her windows each night to see her. He comes over each night at the same time, just before she starts undressing, and stepping into the bath, then getting ready for bed. His favorite time to see her. Butt naked. Or trying on different lingerie and nighties, and maybe dancing around in them. The groom was there peeking through her window, masturbating into the bushes.
If the bride is exceptionally hot, all the grooms buddies might be there too, all peeking into a window and doing the same. The house is surrounded.
Some of the brides even catch on as to what's going on, and start to give a real show about it, dancing around in their skimpiest, most flirtatious lingerie, singing, and then trying on various panties and outfits, to see which it is she should wear to bed. Do girls really need to try on 15 different pairs of panties every time before they curl up for sleep, or are they just putting on a show for me, every time I'm peeking through their blinds?
But Tomek was a gentleman, wanted to be the good husband, and so he avoided going to spy on her. He trusted her. She was just hanging out with the girls, no guys with dicks. Or so she says.
So Tomek hung out with his buddies, in a stag party. They got a little bit drunk and talked about all the tits and ass they hoped to score one day.
But it's not just the stags that have their stag parties. The hens have their hen parties. You can't stop a bunch of hens from wanting to all get together and chat the night away about the upcoming wedding. And give unsolicited advice to the bride. They ask her if she will take it on the face, and if she knows what bukake is.
The hens all sit around, and are served tiny bowls of ice cream for dessert, all topped with a big red cherry. Each girl plucks the cherry out of her ice cream and gives it to the bride, who will soon be losing hers.
Then halfway through the party, the groom suddenly makes his big entrance, as he is allowed to do on this one occasion during the half moon of their pre-wedding.
He barges into the room and sees a bevy of beautiful women, of all sorts of shapes and sizes and colors. It's quite overwhelming to a man, when he hasn't seen a woman in a week. He stands in the door, unzips his fly and pulls out his cock. The girls all shriek in unison, but they knew he was coming. This is all just a play.
He looks around the room, to spot his bride, and goes to her, to stick his cock in her mouth. If he went to sexy Sadie on the left, or lucky Lisa on the right, and stuck it in their mouth, it would have caused quite the commotion. They didn't even know him. But his homing pigeon was pointing up and pointing right at his love, his bride, and guided him to her mouth. All the girls in the room began cheering and clapping their hands and singing girly nursery rhymes. It was like a sorority. Well, except for the one cock in the middle. But they all cooed at him in admiration. He was ‘the man’.
Now it was Venecia’s turn to show the girls how well she could suck a man off, and that she was fully ready and deserving to be his wife.
So she put on quite the show. She sucked him really extra well, and got into it. Deepthroat and all.
Now mind you that Tomek hadn't seen her in a week, hadn't seen a woman at all. So let's just say, he not only had a lot of love to give her, he had a lot of load. He had a built up supply.
He hung on to her head as long as he could, in glorious male ecstasy. But just when he felt the unstoppable, that he was starting to come, he pulled out. And shot that huge blast all over her face. Her face and her hair were all dripping with white cum, and everyone was smiling and clapping around her. It was quite the party!
But the party's only starting. She had a lot of cum on her face, that's for sure, but this is bukkake. And one shot is never enough.
However, his balls were fully drained, as that was quite a suckling she'd given him. You'll never get your balls drained so well as when she's trying to show off to her girlfriends. Look at me! I can do it better than you all. I could be in the movies!
Now fully drained as this, he had no more shots to give. Now often a man will ask his buddies from the stag party to come over and help him. If each man shoots a load on her, that would make a good bukake.
But this was a hen party, a girl sorority party, and he didn't want a bunch of cocks around. Only his own. He wanted to be the cock of the house. And the cock of their talk. He was already strutting around like a rooster.
But as tradition here happens, there was a way out of this quandary. During yes half Moon of separation, some men go visit the cat house every night. They say they're just getting ready, collecting experience for the big night ahead. But Tomek was a good boy and he didn't visit the cat house, so it was sorely tempting. Instead, he laid back in bed and fantasized about Venecia, while stroking his cock. And when he was ready, he stood up and shot off into a shot glass, that was sitting next to a bottle of whiskey on the bed table.
The good book says that “thou shalt not waste seed upon the ground.”. So he was saving it for her. Saving it for his true love.
The poor man did this several times a day, shooting his load into another shot glass each time, and storing that in the refrigerator. Saving it for his true love.
And so here now at this sorority girls hen party, he pulls out of his tool kit a tray with a couple dozen shot glasses, all full of his white, heavy man cream.
So one by one he picks each one up, and throws the cream in her face, splattering everywhere. She was so surprised, that her mouth kept opening in shock, and then he just poured the seminal shot straight down her gullet. Better than whiskey, anytime of the day. At least for women.
The girls got clapping the whole time, after every shot that landed on her face. Some men want to land on the moon. I just want to land on her face.
And when it was done, she had such a white dripping face, she looked like a ghost. And there was cum everywhere, in her hair and her clothes, as well. So it ended up being quite the good bukake party. Even if there was just one cock to shoot it all.
So he stepped back and admired his work. She was like a heavenly Queen, all dripping in white. All the girls admired the work of art.
And with that, he zipped up his fly and was gone. A man shouldn't tary in the middle of the hen house.
And now he won't be allowed to see her for one more full week, until the wedding. Those are the rules. And there were rules for the Bride as well. She couldn't wash the cum off of her face for one full week, until the eve before the wedding.
The men aren't supposed to masturbate that whole week, either. They're supposed to save up their load for their wife. So they'll have more to offer her. Those are the rules.
But outside of a nursing home, it's hard to find men who can wait that long. This is the week that a lot of the men end up visiting the cat house. Just to learn the craft, you see.
But Tomek was a good boy, and didn't visit the cat house. Though his cock was as bloated and sore as a cancer on their wedding night. Some release was going to be needed.
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Epic Erotica