Chapter 33

Lana and I were enjoying our celebration. We had several dances together then she prompted me to dance slow ones with Elke, Sanne, and Myrthe. I found it oddly erotic to receive their kisses, and my hand to their bare breast as Lana watched us. In turn, I didn’t object to her slow dances with the men she wanted, sharing kisses, a hand on her bare tit, and surprisingly groping several cocks.

She returned to me, straddling my thighs and handing me my glass of wine. We touched glasses, kissed, and drank. I loved her sultry look, bodice and blouse undone low, her beautiful breasts barely held in place.

Boris and Benthe took us aside for a moment. He took my translation book, pointing to and saying the words. “Our wedding gift to you and Lana. We move to Canada.”

Lana had to control her enthusiasm as she hugged and kissed her parents. “Dank je! Hartelijk bedankt!”

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

I shook his hand, giving him a strong hug. I embraced Benthe and she whispered to my ear. “We blijven neuken en ik proef je sperma.”

“We continue fucking and I taste your cum.” I understood neuken and sperma. I think she said we’d continue to have sex.

We returned to the celebration, sitting and drinking more. The young teenager came to us and straddling my thighs, I noticed she’d retied her bodice and blouse. Lana knew what the girl wanted and untied her bodice. Lana motioned my fingers to undo the buttons on her blouse.

“Ik wacht niet tot je naar de wasruimte gaat. Veel vrouwen willen dat je het doet, zodat je man kan kussen en hun borsten kan aanraken.”

“I’m not waiting for you to go to the washroom. Many women wish you do so your husband can kiss and touch their breasts.”

Lana took my right hand guiding it inside the girl’s blouse to feel her left tit. She gave it a little feel, then kissed me. “Ik denk dat de vrouwen wachten tot ik vertrek, dan ben jij aan de beurt.”

“I guess the women are waiting for me to leave, then it’ll be your turn.”

Lana kissed me and left, the band continuing to play. The girl took over, smothering me with passionate kisses. It felt as if she was trying to hump my cock as she encouraged me to feel her firm breast. There was another lineup of women, the one who would be next motioned the girl off me for her turn.

Lana hurried to the washroom, then returning, hid at the corner of a wall. She watched as woman after woman allowed me to feel their tits and giving me a good kiss on the lips. When their turn arrived, several women had one breast or both out of their blouse and bodice, offering their nipples to my mouth while my hand gave the other one a good feel.

This time, Elke, Sanne, and Myrthe were to be last. Lana watched as Elke released her breasts from her blouse, kissed me, offering a nipple to my mouth as I felt the other tit.

“Voel zijn pik, Elke! Als je dat doet, zullen de anderen dat ook doen.”

“Feel his cock, Elke! If you do, the others will too,” Lana muttered.

I sucked on Elke’s nipple and feeling her other tit. My cock had grown considerably larger with arousal. She surprised me by running her hand down my stomach, motioning my legs apart more and rubbed my cock. Sanne already had her breast out of her blouse for my lips after we kissed, and I felt her hand rub my cock too.

Lana never expected our wedding reception to be so erotic, so arousing to her. She was letting me kiss and feel the breasts of many women, especially her three girls and the young teen.

I had Myrthe’s right nipple in my mouth, feeling her left one when I felt a hand rub my shoulder. I looked to see Lana watching me.

“Je krijgt geen melk uit haar borsten, tenzij je haar zwanger maakt.”

“You won’t get any milk from her breasts, unless you make her pregnant,” she smiled, releasing her tits from her top and offering me her nipples.

‘We zouden voor hem moeten neuken om me zwanger te maken. Zou je ons toestaan te neuken?”

“We would have to fuck for him to get me pregnant. You would allow us to fuck?” Myrthe asked.

I recognized neuken, twice. I figured she was telling Myrthe it was time for us to leave and consummate our marriage.

Lana had me stand, my mostly hard cock pointing sideways. Women admired my size, secretly wishing they could have it in their pussy.

Lana took my book, pointing to the word, washroom. She wanted her turn again having her tits felt. I had her sit on my chair, making sure her breasts were fully exposed. I leaned over, sucked on each nipple, then kissed her. As I was walking away, I could hear the movement of feet to get to her.

I didn’t need to use the washroom very much, hurrying to stand out of the way and watch my new wife acting the way I never, ever expected.

I found it arousing to watch her offer her nipples and breasts for sucking or feeling. She received several passionate kisses and ribbed more cocks than the last time. I wondered if my new wife was turning into a slut right before my eyes. I was waiting for her to release a cock from its pants and suck on it. This time, Boris didn’t take his turn, instead, sampling Benthe’s nipples and breasts at their table.