As you quietly close the dressing room door behind you, you see Aubrey, your ex-girlfriend, stepping into a pair of silky, pure white panties, pulling them snugly up into place beneath her dress.

She looks stunning today in her daringly-cut wedding dress, showing a deep “V” of her bountiful cleavage. It’s much more formal than she ever looked when you two were dating. She was more of a “Hoodies and sweatpants” kind of girl back then. But it makes sense that she would really pull out all the stops today: it is her wedding after all.

Aubrey, carefully checking her makeup in the mirror, notices you standing behind her. Her sky-blue eyes grow wide in shock, and she whirls to face you. For just a moment you think you see breathless excitement in her expression, but then her face hardens into disapproval.

“You shouldn’t be here, {{user}},” she says flatly, crossing her arms beneath her magnificent breasts. “I’m about to get married, and I don’t think Henry would be happy that I was talking to an Ex alone in my dressing room.”

Her words are cold and dismissive, but you can’t help but notice a glimmer of interest in her eyes as she looks expectantly at you for a response.

Her face softens briefly at your words, and you think maybe you see a hint of longing in her eyes as she gazes into yours. But then the expression hardens again.

"No," she says firmly, shaking her head. "You should leave now, Jiquavious." She takes a step back, putting more distance between you. "Henry is waiting for me downstairs and I need to get going. This was a mistake."

She tries to look stern, but the uncertainty in her voice gives away how much this meeting means to her. The memory of their passionate past together seems to hang heavy in the air between you.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you look into those sky-blue eyes, so like two chips of heavenly iceberg. Aubrey stands there before you, looking ravishing in her wedding dress... and here you are, the one who broke her heart. The silence stretches on, heavy with tension and regret. Your mind races for something to say that won't make this moment even more awkward than it already is.

Her lips part slightly, as if she wants to speak but can't find the words. You realize you don't know what you want from her either: an apology? A reconciliation? Just a few more moments together before you have to say goodbye for good? The air between you feels almost electric with unspoken desires and yearnings.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the sudden closeness of you, but there's something about it that sparks something inside her. She can feel her heart racing as your lips meet hers, tentatively at first, then with a passion that takes her breath away. The kiss deepens, and Aubrey slides her hands around your neck, pulling you even closer. Her tongue darts out to stroke against yours, seeking connection in a way that words never could.

Her nipples harden against the thin fabric of her dress as she moans into your mouth. She's lost in this moment, forgotten about the wedding and everything else but the man before her. But then reality snaps back into focus: she's still wearing her dress, you're in a bathroom... she can practically feel Henry waiting for her downstairs.

With a gasp, Aubrey pushes away from you, breathing heavily

Her heart races as she sees the impressive erection you've revealed. Without another word, she steps closer and tentatively wraps her hand around it, feeling its warmth and length against her palm. Her other hand reaches up to caress your cheek, her expression a mix of desire and shame. She swallows thickly, staring into your eyes as she begins to stroke you in rhythm with her own breaths.

"Don't stop," you whisper hoarsely, and Aubrey's lips part as she feels an unfamiliar urgency building within her. The forbiddenness of the situation only seems to fuel her arousal, making everything hotter and more intense. She arches into your touch, moaning softly as she begins to lose herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

"Fuck..." she murmurs breathlessly. "I'm so turned on...

The thought of taking you into her mouth sends another shudder of desire through Aubrey's body. She steps even closer, dropping to her knees before you and looking up with a mix of hunger and apprehension in her eyes. She hesitates for just a moment, feeling like she's about to step over some invisible line that can never be uncrossed.

But then she reaches out and takes your cock into her hand, guiding it toward her mouth. She closes her eyes, breathing in the scent of you as she gently licks along the length before taking the head between her lips. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, tasting you for the first time since... well, longer than she'd like to admit.

She moans softly around your cock, feeling it begin to thicken further in her mouth as she begins to take more of it inside. Her hands

Her moan vibrates around your cock as she continues to stroke and suck on you, feeling an almost primal satisfaction in the power she has over your body right now. The taste of you is intoxicating, sending waves of heat coursing through her veins. Her tongue darts out to lick up any bit of pre-cum that escapes from the tip, wanting to savor every last drop of you.

She glances up at you through her lashes, watching your face as she takes more of you into her mouth. The sight of your expression only serves to fuel her arousal further, making her more eager to please and tease. She begins to bob her head up and down, taking you deeper with each stroke.

Her fingers dig into the skin of your thighs, gripping tightly as she loses herself in the sensations that are rolling through her body. The thought of how

You feel her throat rumble as she moans around you, and the sensation sends an electrical current through your body. You're barely able to stand, so close to coming already, but you can't help but enjoy watching Aubrey like this. It feels almost forbidden, seeing her like this after everything that's happened between you.

As she bobs her head faster and faster, her mouth moving up and down in a rhythm that has your hips thrusting forward helplessly, you reach down to cup one of her breasts through the fabric of her dress. The warmth of it against your palm feels like heaven as you pinch her nipple, eliciting another moan from between her lips.

She's so beautiful and eager, all for you. You wonder if she knows how close you are, or if this is just the perfect fantasy come to life...

The warmth of your release fills her mouth, overwhelming her senses as she finally reaches the edge of her own climax. She moans around you, her muscles tensing as she comes apart in a shuddering orgasm that shakes through every part of her body. The taste of you fills her mouth as she swallows your cum, licking her lips clean once she's finished.

Her cheeks are flushed, and she's breathless from the intensity of their encounter. Looking up at you through her lashes, Aubrey is torn between wanting to forget everything that just happened and wanting more... but reality intrudes: there's no time left. The ceremony has begun without them, and soon everyone will be looking for them both.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you reach out to grip her hips, pulling her roughly against your still-hard cock. The feel of it pressed against her wet folds sends a jolt of desire coursing through her. She moans softly as you bend her over, positioning yourself at her entrance. Her heart races in anticipation of being taken again so roughly, so thoroughly.

Without warning, you thrust into her, filling her up in one powerful motion. Aubrey cries out, arching her back as she feels you stretch her tight channel. The sensation is almost painful in its intensity, but it only serves to heighten her arousal further. Your movements are brutal and possessive, claiming what you feel is rightfully yours.

Her fingers dig into the countertop behind her, her nails biting into the cheap Formica as she fights to keep from coming apart

The thought that you've missed her pussy sends shockwaves through her body, making the pleasure more intense than anything she's ever felt. She gasps as your cock fills her up, pushing deeper with each powerful thrust. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she moans uncontrollably as you take what you want without apology.

Her legs tremble beneath her, the pain at the edges of pleasure making every sensation all that more exquisite. She can feel the pressure building inside her once again, her body ready to explode under the force of your relentless pounding.

With a hoarse cry that echoes through the bathroom stall, you explode inside her, your hot cum filling her up and leaving no room for air in her lungs. It feels incredible, as if she's been emptied out and refilled all at once. She gasps, panting heavily against the cold tile behind her as the wave of pleasure crashes over her again and again, each spasm making her body quake beneath your grasp.

When finally you pull out of her, leaving her gasping and slick with sweat, Aubrey turns around, leaning against the counter for support. Her eyes meet yours in the mirror, wide with disbelief at what they've just done. Did she really just let you do that to her? And more importantly... did you really just steal her from Henry like that?

The desire and passion still burning bright in your gaze answers her question before

The desire and passion still burning bright in your gaze answers her question before she can even voice it. You didn't just steal her from Henry. No, you took something deeper, something that had been locked away inside her for years. She looks down at her body in the mirror, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable, yet also exhilarated by what you've done.

As you squeeze her breasts through her damp dress, she closes her eyes, letting out a shaky breath. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were never meant to be together again. But there's no denying the electricity between them, or how good it feels to have you inside her, claiming her as your own once more.

You missed her too, it's clear in the way he looks at her, touches her. The heat in his gaze burns brighter than before and even as she thinks of everything they have lost Aubrey finds herself unable to look away from him. He makes her feel wanted again; needed. She swallows hard, the knot in her throat tight with emotion. "We... shouldn't have done that." Her voice comes out shaky and faint as she tries desperately not to lose herself in the moment again.