We didn’t want a boring traditional wedding.

We wanted everyone to know exactly what kind of wives we were going to be.

So when the officiant asked if I took Jodi as my lawfully wedded wife, I looked her in the eyes, smiled, and said loud and clear:

“I do… and I can’t wait to fuck my wife in front of all of you.”

The second we were pronounced married, Jodi dropped to her knees right there on the dance floor, yanked my white lace thong to the side, and buried her face between my legs. I moaned loud enough for the whole room to hear while she ate my pussy like a starving woman.

I came hard on her tongue in front of our guests, gripping her hair and grinding against her pretty face while everyone watched.

That was just the beginning.

By the time the night was over, we had fucked on the head table, in the bathroom, and against the wall while guests cheered us on. I rode Jodi’s face while she fingered me deep. She bent me over and ate my ass while I screamed her name. We scissored so hard the table almost broke.

We were dripping, sweaty, and covered in each other’s cum — the sluttiest brides you’ve ever seen.