The Stolen Bride

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Cuckold, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Revenge is sweet. The story tells how his grirlfriend was stolen by his best friend. But as best man Tony managed to get his revenge on both of them.

The singing was loud and raucous as my best mate Ted celebrated his forthcoming wedding the following day at the Crown and Anchor. All his friends from work and close personal friends and cousins were all there for his stag night. The noise turned to raucous cheers as the stripper made her very seductive entrance to the party and started her act. The bastard was marrying my ex girl friend Jenny, which when I was in hospital, he had very sneakily seduced. When I found out I wanted to kill him.

When I came out of hospital My sister Jean had said when she told me about Jenny adding "I thought he was your best friend?"

"He is or was." I said. "No wonder neither of them bothered to visit me in hospital I will kill the pair of the bastard's!"

"Don't be daft Tony." Jean said. Remember the saying :Keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer. Your time will come."

Tonight was the time, tonight I planned to take my revenge in full. I had drunk virtually nothing, but as the best man I had been making sure that Ted was having double measures all night.

My sister had never liked Jenny anyway and I think she was taking a secret delight in the fact that Jenny had dumped me. She had always referred to Jenny as 'Miss Sticky Knickers' because Jenny was so very status conscious. Jean liked my current girlfriend Mandy much better.

In fact it was my current girlfriend Mandy who gave me the idea for my revenge tonight. My sister Jean worked in the local Pharmacy and she knew that Jenny had just gone on the pill prior to the wedding, as her shop made up the prescription for her. Mandy said one night in passing. The silly bitch it would serve her right if someone put her up the stick before her wedding. From then on my mind started working overtime, and I discussed several ideas with Jean, and gradually we expanded the plot because we wanted them both to suffer. As best man I was able to ensure the wedding date was just at Jenny' most fertile period.

From there it was a simple logical progression to the actual implementation of the plan. Somehow, the girls between them had managed to substitute Jenny's birth control pills for aspirin. When I asked her how she had managed it, typical Mandy had tapped the side of her nose wisely and said. "The less you know the better."

Now I watched as the stripper did her act making the usual fool of him and as she had been instructed (with quite an extra few pounds bonus from me) she dragged Ted to the lift and to a bedroom that I had hired for them for the night. It was part of my plan that Ted would be going nowhere tonight except to bed with the stripper, and all that entailed if he was sober enough to get it up. I had also arranged that the photographer who was a friend of mine to be able to nip in and take a few extra photo's during the bedroom action...

I slid out of the 'stag night' and into my car tucking a small bottle of Vodka in my pocket as I did so. A few minutes later I was knocking on Jenny's apartment door. She was surprised to see me, and seemed rather het up. " I just came to wish you luck Jenny dear and to see if you had changed your mind about marrying Ted."

"No hard feelings then Tony dear."

"I did not say that. It's hard for me to be the best man when my so called best friend is marrying my girl, the only girl I have ever loved."

"Oh Tony don't be silly, you know you don't love me. Come on in and have a drink and wish me luck."

I knew that Jenny loved to drink Tomato Juice and Worcester Sauce, and I knew that Jenny normally got very horny after she had consumed a few drinks, it was not hard for me to doctor her drink with some neat Vodka when she went to the bathroom, or answered the many telephone calls she was receiving from well wishers.

But as I suspected the suggestion that I was still pining over her plus the effect of the vodka was enough to get her a little skittish as time went on, and it was not long before she was in my arms and after a little initial resistance we were kissing and cuddling. From there it was only a short step before I was helping her off with her housecoat.

"But I am marrying Ted tomorrow Tony she whispered, as she vainly tried to protest, yet at the same time desperately wanting to be fucked by me."

I told her :Tonight Jenny dear this is your last night as a Spinster - your own little hen night."

"You mean you can't help yourself wanting make love to me," she said, looking me in the eye, as my hand was playing with her nipples.

"OK, Jenny, I mean, can you blame me? Jeez honey, you're a stunning woman, and tomorrow should have been us.

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