Lillamya's POV:

Matt's cock slams harder into my pussy. The headboard bangs against the wall. His massive hands grab my hips giving me everything he's got.

Part of me still couldn't believe I'd be calling him my husband soon. Removing one of his hands he switches to pressing me into his body with his beefy forearm. The hand comes reaching around my from.

Matt's finger circles my clit furiously. I scream my orgasmic release splashing all over his dick. A few thrusts later he's grunting as his cum shoots spurt after spurt inside me.

Pulling me off his member he turns me to face him. Our lips come together.

"What if we switch parties?" Matt suggests.

"Huh?" I question confused.

"I'll join the girls at the bachelorette party. The guys will make sure you have a good time at the bachelor party." He explains.

"That sounds..."

"We won't have to be anxious about sleeping with someone else. Plus that way you won't have to worry about Michelle." He says cutting me off.

Val was Matt's first wife. Michelle is her twin sister. Michelle has never warmed up to me believing that Matt will always belong to her sister.

"Alright fine I'll do it."

After what felt like ages the night of the parties were upon us. It took a bit of convincing but in the end everyone agreed this was a great and unique idea.

None of them had even heard of some one doing it. This only solidified the idea in Matt and my minds. I couldn't wait to be Mrs. Sanders.

Matt's lips capture mine. Our tongues tangle together. The guys have to pull Matt and I apart for us to leave.

"Promise you won't find someone else." Matt calls jokingly.

"As long as you don't end up getting breast implants." I holler back.

All of us chuckle as we climb into our respective vehicles for the night. The girls and Matt go one way. Myself and the guys head in the opposite direction.

The guys take me to Johnny's. It's a local place. They've been coming here since before they could actually legally drink.

The bartender gives a surprised look my way. He knew what tonight is. I'm sure he was expecting to see my fiancé with his make buddies. Instead he gets me.

"What'll it be Mrs. Sanders?"

"Two bottles of Jack and five shot glasses." Zacky says before I can answer.

We make our way to the pool table.

I end up kicking their asses more than once.

Johnny hands me another victory shot. He says now I'm on his team.

"I didn't realize we were playing on teams." I tell him.

Brian's phone rings.

"Hello." He answers.

The person on the other end is taking loudly. I can't tell what they are saying. Brian's eyes shoot to me.

"Okay she'll be right there. Thank you." He hands up putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Something happened to Matt." His tone is scary serious.

"Why the fuck are we still standing here?" I yell.

Grabbing Brian's hand I race out of the bar. We climb into the car. Thankfully Brian has barely had anything to drink.

He starts the car. We pull out of the parking lot. I beg him to drive faster.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I'm not really sure. Michelle just said that there was an accident. Matt's at your house so I know it wasn't too serious."

I shoot Brian a look.

"We both know Matt would have to be practically dying to go to the hospital." I tell him what we both know already.

Finally our house comes into view. Brian hasn't even stopped when I throw the door open. I'm glad I didn't wear heals tonight as I dash into the house.

Michelle opens the door for me.

"Thank you so much Michelle."

"He's upstairs in your bedroom." With that she leaves closing the door behind her.

My feet take the stairs two at a time. I send a silent prayer that Matt isn't seriously hurt. If I had to I'd drag him kicking and screaming to the hospital.

The door knob is in my hand. Tearing the door open I nearly pull out from the hinges. I'm meet with a sight I never thought I would be looking at in my life.

My future husband is in our bed on his hands and knees. He's also completely naked. Next to him are four ropes.

Matt's gorgeous honey hazel eyes meet mine. A smile popping those fabulous dimples graces his lips. Walking over I press my lips to his. It's clear nothing had happened to him.

"Grab the box from under the bed." Matt says.

Bending down I reach under the bed. The box is good sized. I'm still not sure what's on it as I lift it up setting it down on the need beside the ropes.

Matt's eyes gleam with mischief. He nods towards the box. My hand slides the lid off. I snap my head back to look at Matt.

"Are you serious? Is this for real?" I question him.

"Absolutely serious." Matt replies his face going serious for about five seconds. It's enough to convince me though.

"Well what are you waiting for?" He asks.

Not waisting another moment I rip my clothes from my body not giving a shit about of they're torn or totally unwearable.

I pull it from the box. It falls to the floor. Stepping into it with both feet I raise it up my legs until it settles exactly where it belongs. Once the straps are adjusted we're all set at least with that part.

Matt hands me the bottle. Looking closer I see he's already prepared himself. The cap is popped open. The bottle tips dripping its contents.

I climb onto the bed. My knees hold me up as I settle myself behind Matt. He sits up for a moment giving me a kiss.

"Last chance to stop this." I say giving him one last out. He shakes his head no.

Bringing my right hand back I sling it forward. It leaves a pink hand print on Matt's ass cheek. My hand goes for another slap harder this time.

My knees push his legs farther apart. Reaching for his waist with one hand I use the other to hold it steady. Matt thrusts back wards.

His whole body goes rigid as the entire dildo plunges into his rosebud. I keep my movements limited not wanting to hurt him.

Slowly Matt starts pulling off the stiff rubber dick. I know this is my cue. My hips jerk forward feeding him the inches of cock he just expelled.

Matt lets out delicious sounding groan. My clit throbs in response. He's always very vocal during sex with is just one of the reasons I'm addicted to him and his "horse cock."

Sweat coats my skin. Pulling back the sex toy comes almost completely out. The hand holding his hip squeezes him. That's Matt's only warning before I slam the toy back into him.

"Just fuck me already." Matt growls.

Challenge accepted. If that's what he wants then that's exactly what I'm going to give him. Surging against his ass I pound the member into his prostate. My free hand reaches into his long locks pulling his head back to me. He grunts loudly.

"Is this better?" I ask biting his ear lobe.

He empathetically nods his head yes. Thrusting himself deeper on to the toy. The rhythm we set a glorious vicious.

My hands moves from his hair to his dick. I pump in time to our thrusts. The feel of Matt throbbing in my hands is amazing. Scraping my finger nails along the vein that runs underneath is cock is Matt's undoing.

His breath catches for a moment. His entire body pauses in stillness. The most wonderful scream I've ever heard rockets from the depths of his soul.

Spurt after spurt after spurt of cum covers my hand. A pleased smile crosses my lips.

We both pull away flopping on to the bed. After a minute Matt's hand reaches over pushing my blue hair out of the way.

"I expect to be tied to our bed post next round." Matt says snapping a rope in his hands.

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