I will not tell you how much the toggle broke about my ass while the wedding was organized, but I will say for sure that I was happy at the festival. You will think that it is strange - I was married without my decision to a woman who will guide me all my life and I am happy at the same time. Yes! The way it is. Probably because my mother taught me to this since childhood, and I do not know of another life.

The festival was planned to extend for two days. There were many guests. Most of the guests are relatives and friends of the wife, but I also invited several of my fellow business associates. Master of ceremonies was chosen by my mother and very well - the fun was in full swing. My bride in a chic white dress with a neckline did not specifically bore shoes with high heels to dance enough. But our holiday with her ended at 22 o'clock, when we were noisy for the first wedding night, but the guests themselves didn’t think to disperse.

I carried my woman from car to home in my arms. She was drunk, while I was forbidden to drink alcohol on pain of the most severe punishment.

- Take off your shoes faster!

Dasha fell on the bed with a groan, while I hurried to carry out my wife's orders.

- Make a massage on the legs. Oh, how tired they are. In the meantime, I want to talk to you.

I sat down by the bed and began to massage her feet. A magnificent dress with rings in a skirt turned up, because before me a gorgeous view of the legs in stockings and the white panties of my bride opened up.

- In honor of the holiday, I will forgive you one fault if you do not lie. Tell me, do you masturbate yourself, secretly from mom?

I got cold all inside. I imagined myself what my mother would do if she found out the truth. And I thought so hard that I did not notice how Dasha sat down and now carefully looked at me. I became crimson with shame and fear.

- Yes ... - I did not understand, did I say no, but moved my lips - that's for sure.

- Speak louder! I'm not going to listen!

- Yes. - I tried, of course, to speak louder, but it was a whisper.

- What is my honest husband. I am glad that we begin our life together with honesty.

And she kissed me passionately. I almost had a heart attack from this turn of events, and my wife laughed heartily.

“Actually, I saw you jerking off yesterday, so you have no idea how lucky you were to be honest.” But how did you cheat mom?

I felt like wings grew from the feeling that Dasha is so wonderful and you can be honest about everything, and that she understood and supported me.

- I noticed that if you masturbate several times a day of milking, but do not stop, then you get a lot of sperm. As a result, my mother did not notice anything.

- Oh, lucky you live with me, not with her. If she caught you, you probably would not have survived. Take off your clothes. Today is our first wedding night.

I fulfilled this desire in the blink of an eye and stood naked before my wife, whereas she did not even think about undressing.

- How are you hurrying. - Dasha's hand took me for a member who was already in full combat readiness - I remembered, I have a gift. Run to the kitchen - it's on the table. And bring ice with a towel.

Why did I not understand the ice, but I was not going to argue. The box with the gift was actually found in the kitchen, it remains only to get ice and bring everything to my wife.

- Well, open, my husband.

There was a strange plastic device in the box. I did not even understand what it was and asked my wife.

- Get up, I'll show you now.

She poured ice on a towel and shook my dick at him, briefly ordered her to hold and took up the device.

- Dear, what does this mean? - I burned ice, but I was even more scared by her actions.

- This is a chastity belt. I decided to buy it yesterday when I saw your masturbation. I am not your mother and I am not going to tolerate lies, because from now on you will always be in control!

- But today is our wedding night!

- Don `t cry! I can't stand it. Do you have a day of milking?

- On Sunday.

- And today is Friday.It is not my fault that it was so coincidental, but I do not intend to give you relief. Rejoice that I have not whipped you for this! - the wife took off the towel, revealing the already fallen and shriveled appendix, and now she was busily filling the entire farm with the device. - By the way, who is this woman in a blue dress?

Baba in a blue dress? I went over the memory of the guests and remembered Seryoga's wife - my assistant. She was a slightly plump woman, which made her very appetizing, and came to the wedding in a tight dress, from which she literally tried to jump out of her chest, but by some sort of magic did not jump out, which made all men eat her looks.

- This is Sergey's wife, my assistant, and what?

- WHAT!? Yes, you stared at her boobs like a hungry wolf on a lamb - My wife's hand squeezed the balls so that my legs buckled - Well, I got up! The same is necessary! At your own wedding to stare at the boobs of another woman!

The device clicked and the wife turned a miniature key.

- Now call your Sergey. Let him come. I want to talk to him.

From such a tone, I already ran cold on the back and I knew perfectly well that now I can’t argue in any case - she is furious. With shaking fingers, I dialed a phone number. Something must be lying. How to invite him? God, what to think of.

- Hello! Seryoga ... No, everything is normal ... everything is normal with a voice, just tired ... Yes, no, you did not understand correctly. You can come. We urgently need to move the bed, but it is heavy, I can not. Yeah. I am waiting.

- ABOUT! How do you lie perfectly well. We must keep your ears open.

I saw that she had an army belt in her hand. Where did she get it? Is it really prepared in advance?

- And now on the bed in the position of the star!

- Honey, but you said that you will not smack me!

- For the fact that you masturbate and deceive your mother - I will not. But for the fact that I cheated with a foreign woman, I will pour out hot for you. In a pose!

She did not bind me, but I still didn’t rock the bucket and only moaned, buried in a pillow, while the plaque flew up and printed on my buttocks. And I don’t know how long this went on - Dasha didn’t say the number of strikes for the first time - but ended with a bell at the door.

- Climb under the bed and no sound!

Already from under the bed, I saw Dasha and Sergey enter the room. My wife told him that she sent me to the store and had to wait a bit, then sat me on the bed. At first they talked about abstract topics, laughed, but at some point Dasha said that she had an intimate question and needed help from Sergei, who, of course, expressed readiness.

- Sergey, your wife has such a beautiful chest. Do you like my boobs?

I did not see what was happening there, but I heard the admiring exclamation of a man.

- And the taste?

There were no more words, only quiet moans that turned into loud moans and jumping on the bed. On my wedding night, my wife was fucked by my assistant, while I, cruelly whipped and with a chastity belt, was lying under the bed.

Jumps and moans were replaced by a long cry of two voices, and then by heavy breathing.

- And if he comes?

- It will not come, I sent him to a distant store, and my wife must be obeyed!

She singled out the last sentence especially and she echoed in my head - “my wife must be obeyed”.

- Yes, and now you have a lot.

- In terms of? - I was amazed Sergey.

- You do not want your wife to know that you fucked me at a friend's wedding?

- Of course not.

- Well, then you have to constantly fuck me and so that I couldn’t even look at my husband ...

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- Yes, dear, yes. - Sergey has already left and my hot wife was sitting by the mirror, and I helped her to undress. - Carefree days are over and harsh family everyday life begins! Get used to it! You can be lowered only once a week and we will not change this rule, but I am not used to such a diet. Therefore, rejoice that you know with whom I sleep and this is a good guy, and not just anyone.