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I was Best Man at the wedding. She, 21, her long blonde hair draped over the white gown, her skin nearly as pale as the white wedding dress. He, 25, his color even lighter than hers. I had come all the way from Phoenix, Az, to be at the Edmonton, Alberta wedding. At the "You may kiss the bride" point of the event,
he only pecked her on the cheek. "How cute that they would wait until that night before even kissing
deeply," my thoughts. The newlywed couple invited me to their wedding reception. The reception turned out to be a studio apartment with raised platform inside it.

The bride climbed onto the platform, still in wedding dress; the groom sat in a chair placed in front of the raised area, as did I. Nearly all the people from the wedding also attended--about 20 in all. A deeply black man stepped up on the platform; the white wedding dress fell to the floor. The bride removed her panties, bra, handed them to her husband. The black man was naked in an instant. The two of them, the black man and the newlywed blonde, began licking each other's tongues, sliding against each other. Rubbing. He was holding on to her ass with both hands, she rubbing his ass with her hands, pulling him into her. Sweat built up on their backs, slowly rolled down their legs. The black man backed the blonde against the wall. Both
standing, the blonde reached for the huge dark cock and put it inside her, her opening wide and moist. The
blonde smiled in the direction of her new husband as the dark man pumped his cock deep within her. The bodies slapping together, the dark organ going in and out of the wife at a speed only an athlete could accomplish, went on for about 20 minutes. Juices from the blond made the man's cock shiny black. Every inch of him getting inside her with each thrust. Dark hands on jutting huge white breasts, moved lower to small-of back, finding their way again to the firm ass on the wife, pulling that ass forward with each
thrust. I wondered how such a thin woman can accommodate such a large organ inside her.

The action stopped for a moment. She then got on her hands and knees, legs spread wide, moisture from inside her wetting the floor beneath her. She faced her new husband and said, "I knew you would
enjoy this as much as me." The bridegroom, obviously excited by the scene, said, "It's what we agreed
on, but I didn't think I'd enjoy it so much." The writer looking puzzled to the other guests caused
one of the women present to approach him and explain the purpose of the event unfolding before him. "Understand," said the woman, "the ultimate punishment for a man is to never partake at all. Psychologically, that is the most enduring pain...thus the most pleasurable experience for him. Physical
pain fades; this, never." 

The black man then entered the bride from behind, pumping rapidly, grunting loudly. I could see from my angle the sticky white on his organ. He was still driving into her cunt but each thrust showed more white on his dark organ. She threw her head back, screaming with passion "All of it. All of it." He slammed his organ into her with three final thrusts. He squeezed the length of his prick as he withdrew it from the blonde, that all of his cum got inside her. He stood, she still on her knees. The dark organ was worked by the wife's tongue to full staff again. Fifteen minutes of oral sex occurred, ending with whiteness flowing from the corners of her mouth. The husband applauded the action, as did all the other people present.

The black man was handed a whip by the husband. The husband cried out for the whip to be used on him. Instead, the dark man ordered the blonde to stand and bend over a chair placed on the platform by a member of the audience. "Yes," the blonde woman's only words as she bent forward over the chair, legs
spread, her firm ass angled towards the audience. The black man caressed the woman's ass with the whip's tails for a few minutes. Fifteen strikes of the whip across the woman's ass turned it to bright red but caused no blood to flow. Her silence during each firm strike hardened the black man again. He fucked her in the ass this time, she moaning from the pleasure of the cock in her ass but not the pain of the whip that had struck there. 

All three major openings on the wife had welcomed and received the whiteness of the black man; her ass turned from pale to red by the whip, before this scene had completed. She, wearing only shoes, then went over to her new husband, lipstick worn off her lips from the black man's cock, whiteness crusted at the corners of her mouth, and said, "You may kiss me properly now." The newlyweds kissed long and deeply. 
"Jerk off for me," she told her new husband after the kiss. The husband, standing before his wife, the dark man and audience, removed his cock from his pants. The organ was fully hardened. Jerking himself off to
the laughter filling the room seemed to make him cum within two minutes, his ejaculation dropping to the floor. His wife smiled and stepped on her husband's ejaculation there on the floor. With her shoe, she ground his seed into the filth of the floor. Her husband smiled at her as she was grinding his Anglo maleness into the filth with her shoe. The black man, gazing at the blonde wife grinding her husband's seed into filth, smiled, too. He stepped forward and urinated on the smear left after the grinding, the ultimate honor for the new husband, it seemed from the large smile on the bridegroom's face. The event then abruptly ended as people began leaving. The blonde dressed again in her wedding gown, left with her new husband. The marriage had been--in its own unique way--I then understood, consummated now.

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