For a while, I worked at a wedding planning company. Everyone talks about bridezillas but, in my experience, the groom can be the one who needs the most attention. Like anyone, though, some things can be helped along with some personal attention and a good cum session or two. Let me tell you how I saved a wedding dance.

As a wedding coordinator, a lot of my time was spent in the office, making sure everything was in place for the events. I had to confirm floral arrangements, place settings, menu, and hire all the staff. The fun stuff was when we got to meet with the clients. Some needed more hands-on attention than others… 

A lot of times, clients want to plan a surprise dance; a flash mob type thing. Our company can help them find a choreographer and props or whatever they need, then we work out the timing so it can be a fun moment at the reception. Many times, the bridal party members are not the best dancers, so they put in a lot of practice and hope for the best. 

Watching the dance rehearsals is a favorite of mine. I’m there to make sure the bride and groom are comfortable and don’t get upset or frustrated. Usually, one or both of them are stressed about the wedding and can get easily ruffled. 

In the case of Eden and Luke, the most preparation went into a special groom’s dance that was to be a surprise for Eden. Luke was determined to deliver an incredibly memorable performance to a song he and Eden both loved from college. He and his groomsmen would pretend to get in a fight on the dance floor. This would turn into a dance battle, which would turn into a coordinated group dance. 

I attended all the dance rehearsals with the groom to ensure they were on track. 

Luke tended to get annoyed with himself when he forgot the dance steps. Sometimes this resulted in him walking out of the rehearsal room and sitting in a little alcove at the end of the hallway to cool off. The first time this happened, I followed and brought him some water. The second time, I sat with him and saw that he was actually just nervous. I put my hand on his knee to calm him a little and told him to breathe, which seemed to work.

When this happened again, Luke walked into an empty rehearsal room. I handed him some water and sat next to him on the floor. My skirt flipped up a little and, before I had a chance to smooth it, he ran his hand from my knee up my thigh. I opened my legs slightly so he could reach further under my skirt, and I grazed my hands over the front of his pants, which were starting to bulge. 

The groom was already hard as a rock and I realized my mouth could help calm him down.

While his fingers felt amazing working their way over my panties, I wanted to do my job as a wedding coordinator and do anything needed to take care of the groom. He needed my complete attention and a good release. 

I moved onto my hands and knees and undid Luke’s belt and zipper, releasing his thick cock. My lips covered his fat mushroom head and I looked up, smiling as my mouth became more full of him. His head rolled back and he gave a low moan, then began thrusting his hips slowly towards my mouth. I took more and more of him, moving up and down on that fat dick. 

The juicy sounds of my saliva and the groom’s pre-cum echoed in the empty dance room. 

The continued rhythmic motion of my sucking got faster and Luke’s moans grew until he burst like a geyser in my mouth. I swallowed every bit and sat up, wiping my mouth. “How are you feeling?” I asked him quietly. He tucked himself back into his pants, zipped up, and stood. “I’m ready to do this!”

With renewed energy, Luke dove into the next part of rehearsal. The choreographer came over to me to compliment me. “You really have a knack for calming the groom down. I was worried he would give up and that could sour the mood towards the entire wedding.” 

The final dance rehearsal started off more promisingly until one of the groomsmen tripped and hurt his ankle, throwing off the balance of the dance. Luke got heated again and stormed out. Down the hall I followed him, ending up in the same empty dance room as before. This time, Luke was leaning with his forehead against the wall of mirrors, moving his fist like he was about to bash it against the wall. 

I moved up behind him and slipped my hand under his crotch, beginning to stroke his cock through his pants. 

His frowning face loosened up and he slipped his pants and underwear down to his ankles, watching my reflection in the mirror. I reached around to grab his dick while working his balls with my other hand from behind. Squeezing his balls and firmly continuing to stroke him, my favorite groom’s breathing quickened and pre-cum oozed onto my fingers as I sped up. 

This continued, the stroking, his hard cock, my hand working underneath him, until the groom’s cum was all over the mirror. 

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Back to rehearsal he went, refreshed and ready to tackle the rest of the dance.  Again, the choreographer sidled up to me with commentary “You must be magic. At the rate this was going, I was thinking he would cancel the whole thing.” I winked at him and looked at the groom. “Maybe I have the magic touch.” Then I discreetly wiped away some cum from my shirt sleeve and clapped as they finished their run through.

Hope you enjoyed reading about my talents as a wedding coordinator! 

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