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"Untold Stories of Natalya 7 (A Natalya Story)" written by Max

"Untold Stories of Natalya 7 (A Natalya Story)" written by Max


Free Erotica Series featuring Natalya

Corrupting a bride on her wedding day is Natalya's idea of fun. Putting the blame on Max and convincing the bride that he expects even more makes her delighted.


Max had a rocky start with Natalya, but they grew on each other. He introduced her to latex and fetish fun, and Natalya entertains his love for hardcore toy play with personal pervy twists that tempt his desires. Where it all goes from there ranges from intense to extreme with almost no middle ground.


One of four intense erotica stories in Very Dirty Stories #101, "Untold Stories of Natalya 7 (A Natalya Story)" is proof that Natalya thoroughly enjoys corrupting other women. Setting Max up for the blame, she's happily making sure this bride cuckolds her husband starting on their wedding day!


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Featured Erotica from Very Dirty Stories #101

Very Dirty Stories #101

"Untold Stories of Natalya 7 (A Natalya Story)"

Corrupting a bride on her wedding day is Natalya's idea of fun. Putting the blame on Max and convincing the bride that he expects even more makes her delighted. [Includes: MF, Cheating & Cuckold, Female Masturbation, Fingering & Implied Fisting, Dildo Play & Wearing, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Implied Stretching, Implied Canine, Implied D/s]

"Glimpses 4 (An Angel Story)"

It's the little things that open doorways for Angel to haunt Ronin. The massive Caterpillar dildo between her thighs is inexorably linked to the blue butterfly stained glass he once got her as a gift. [Includes: Female Masturbation, Dildo Play, Vaginal Penetration, Implied Stretching, Visions]

"Pushing Limits 1 (An Alexi & Andrea Story)"

Inspired by Tom's stories, Alexi & Andrea took roles in his sexual fantasies and discovered intimacy that they never expected. His whispers in the night inspire them to go even further - pushing all limits. [Includes: FF, Fingering & Fisting, MF, MFF, Implied Weights & Labia Stretching, Threesome, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Implied Stretching]

"Program Pleasures 1 (A Jenny Story)"

Jenny makes a deal with Tom. Intense fisting and wearing toys under her clothes are just the start of what they have in mind. [Includes: MF, Fisting, Vaginal & Implied Anal Penetration, Vaginal & Anal Sex, Stretching, Implied D/s, Implied Dildo Play & Wearing]

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"Untold Stories of Natalya 7 (A Natalya Story)" written by Max

Laughing, Natalya surveyed the other bridesmaids and realized they were totally taken in by the stripper routine on stage. She tried to cover up, put on her good girl face, and pretend she was just another airhead to fit in. It wasn't working. The fireman and the police officer, stripped down to just boxers, took her hands and started tugging her up to join them. Protesting politely, Natalya stage whispered, "I'm not the bride," and made an effort to point to Max's demure blushing friend. They just laughed in response, muttering something like "We want the fun one," and Natalya had to go along with the performers until she was seated center stage with four muscular men flanking her.


Taking things in stride, Natalya fought down her natural irritation from being led places like chattel and decided to have fun. She was only in town for the weekend, an invitation from Max to come out, so Natalya needed to make the most of it. "I think these boys have been very naughty," she declared and the partially undressed police officer gave her a nervous look. "Maybe I should put them over my lap and give them a spanking for wrongful detention and imprisonment against my will." She sugarcoated the words to evoke cheers from the audience, but the dancers got a measure of Natalya's iron will beneath the surface.


Professionals who had been coached over and over ago to roll with the punches, the dancers obliged Natalya and offered a sacrifice. The handsome EMT costumed stripper pleaded with Natalya to go easy since it was a first offense and then bent over in front of her. The other dancers were smiling but keeping a close eye on the petite brunette. They expected her to grab their friend's bits or something equally dubious.


Natalya lightly smacked the rock hard buttocks presented to her and then laughed. "Ow! That hurts. He's got buns of steel!" Her exclamation made it clear that she was now part of the show, and Natalya knew that gave her a social advantage. "Now that woman right there - see her pretty smile - you wouldn't know it, but she's been very bad. Why don't we bring her up here and get her spankings out of the way before her white wedding day!"


The crowd of women roared, and the strippers went along with jeering and cheering while bringing the blushing bride to be to the stage. Natalya whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "Now I think it's best if she's over my lap... you boys might put an eye out." The crowd roared some more, and women in the back were craning their necks to see if the strippers had erections.


Natalya publicly played along, bending Max's friend over her knee and encouraging each of the strippers to swat her bottom. They were playful about it, gyrating around the two women, and finished up after a few minutes before leading both ladies from the stage. If anyone thought it was strange that the bride to be was crying and clinging to Natalya then no one said anything. Those who noticed probably thought it was just alcohol and happiness and... well, people cry over the strangest things.


The actual reason was more real than imagined though. The bride to be sobbed while Natalya held her, shoo'ing away her heavyset friends so they could sit down together, and then the sobbing woman accepted a shot of something blue and sweet from Max's companion. The strippers left the stage and pelvic thrust their way through the crowd, collecting tips, and then two cowboys charged out from the wings and started daring each other to a showdown.


Her friends were already cheering and shouting, but the bride to be was making pleading eyes at Natalya. She knew her promises. She knew her commitments. Couldn't Natalya change Max's mind though? The tears were only a natural reaction, even though the pretty young woman knew Natalya would think less of her because she was crying. The male strippers had only gently swatted her bottom, but Natalya's control of the situation had made the understanding between them crystal clear. One look into the petite brunette's hard eyes told her that Natalya would be true to her word.


Sniffling and grateful for the napkin that Natalya handed her, she willed herself to be strong. She wasn't crying out of joy, and she wasn't crying out of fear. She was crying because she knew what was expected from her. Marriage or not. Somehow that bonded her to Natalya, and she fantasized that Max had a similar hold over his primary companion.


The words from her bachelorette party replayed over and over again while she walked down the aisle the following weekend, her father beaming with pride and her soon to be husband standing in his kilt and white shirt by the altar. Natalya's whispers seemed to murmur along with the organ's booming notes that resounded through the small chapel. With each step, her white dress flowed over the floor while her pussy trembled and her buttocks clenched. Their shared understanding swelled up inside of her and became a crescendo that made her fumble her vows and blush before starting again and getting them right. In the corner of her eye, she saw Natalya standing next to Max, the two of them slowly nodding as they followed along with the wedding ceremony. Overheating despite her exposed cleavage, Natalya's words made her feel so conflicted and yet so desperately in need of something more.


The ride in the limo from the church to the reception was slow enough for her husband to tease her for blushing while he enjoyed feeling her up. She didn't mind, not one bit, and he was excited and hard when his fingers discovered her molten sex underneath her dress. They only had time for a quick fingering and a handjob, and both rushed through the motions because they didn't know when the limo would stop. Only later would her dad ask if they had deliberately circled the reception hall four times. Her husband gave the driver a very good tip after finding out about his discrete accommodation.


Once everyone was seated, the bride could see Max and Natalya sitting amongst people that they didn't know. He amused himself by telling stories and luring younger folks to do silly things. Natalya let the women talk with her, but maintained her usual distance from people. Fussing with her wedding band on her finger, she had to wonder what Natalya had promised to Max. With her moist pussy seeping juices, she was caught wondering how far she could go. Distracted, she smiled and blushed while trying to control her breathing. Her husband sat through her father's toast, and his best friend since high school rambled on for a bit before finishing up. She sipped her water, her husband's hand caressing her arm, while some announcements were made. When their table was invited to go to the buffet first, she declined and asked her husband to bring her back some sweets and salad.


Her eyes were on Max, and he nodded with a wink. No one could see what she was doing. The head table had a full dropcloth in front of it. Hand fluffing her dress, lifting it up enough to allow air to circulate between her legs, the bride fanned herself with one hand while stealthily working her other hand up her stockings to her inner thigh. She used her ring finger to fuck her wet pussy and enjoyed the perverse gesture. No one else noticed, but Max's eyes were on her face, and he smiled and raised a glass to toast her personally. He didn't break eye contact until he needed to gesture toward the head table guests who were close to returning to their seats.


She was flushed when her husband returned, and her passionate kiss made the bridesmaids swoon. The big man took it in stride, blushing bright red but happy to feed his pretty wife salad and some chocolate croissants that he'd taken from the dessert tray. Everyone else was talking and a comfortable murmur filled the reception hall. After half an hour, the DJ started up his kit, and called the bride and groom to the dance floor.


The first dance was lovely as the gown bedecked woman and her Scottish clan husband managed to do their best. Her father danced with her next and told her how beautiful she looked and that she was blushing rose red. They all presumed that it was a bit of alcohol and heat, but Max knew the truth. He came up with Natalya and joined the bride, the three of them dancing together until he broke off and left Natalya with his friend so he could congratulate her husband and chat with the best man.


Natalya asked. The bride blushed so hard that her crimson cheeks burned and then she nodded in response. With a platonic peck on the cheek, Natalya leaned over the bride's flowing dress and whispered something in her ear. She had to hold the young woman up for a moment when she faltered, and then bobbed her head along while the bride feverishly whispered back to her. Natalya finally cut her off with another chaste peck and then handed her back to her husband. He danced with his new wife for one more song before going out to smoke cigars with his brothers. When Max took her hands, the bride swallowed, and then he danced her around to the people mingling on the reception hall floor, mixing with different members of the bridal party and her friends while making a show of bringing her to each group to spend some time with everyone.


When she excused herself to smoke a cigar and use the restroom, Natalya went with her. Max continued to amuse himself with some of the younger men, sending them off to try and hook up with various women, and then apologizing with a laugh if the pickup lines blew up in their faces. It wasn't long before he had two dozen people including a few older couples all dancing and cavorting together. So when he saw the bride come out of the bathroom looking a little stiff and overheated, Max wasn't surprised that she went straight outside to smoke. He let it go. The stress of the wedding and juggling her husband's expectations would likely be overwhelming for a while. He went back to entertaining the crowd and keeping the people mixing while both the bride and groom lingered outside.


A little while later, the DJ decided to play the latest fad dance songs. Max went out and fetched the bride, knowing she wouldn't want to miss being with her friends for too long. She held onto his arm all the way to the door, and then she pushed him aside and made her entrance, mock galloping into a circle of her friends before letting them twirl her around. A group of bridesmaids and close friends started prancing about to a new Psy hit, and Max laughed and joined at the edge. Whenever the bride looked his way, shy and trying to hide her blushing cheeks, he winked and played along. She imagined that he knew what she had done. He was glad to see her happy on her wedding day.


The party slowly wound down, and Max and Natalya thanked the bride's parents for the good times and good food before leaving the country club and starting the walk back to the parking lot. They waved to the groom, still smoking with his brothers and finishing a fifth of Scottish whiskey. They were going to leave it at a wave to the bride, but she asked them to wait. She'd changed into something more comfortable once the sun had gone down, but the skirt and blouse suited her well that Max didn't tease her about ditching her wedding dress before making it to the honeymoon suite.


The bride tried to link arms with them, but Natalya demurred. She held out her hand and Max gave her the keys, and, with a nod, Natalya left the bride and Max alone. She headed off at a brisk pace down the winding path in front of them while Max and the bride took their time and strolled under the trees. "Did you have something to say?" Max asked gently. He had always been fond of the soft hearted brunette with her cute dimples and quiet lusts. Whatever her constant attention had been about, he was sure she had something to share.


It made her choke up, so she practiced swallowing and framing the words. "Natalya told me... I mean she reminded me..." She looked at Max and brushed her hand over his short silver and grey hair. He was warm to the touch from dancing, and the feeling of his skin made her pussy shudder pleasantly. "I'll always be yours to fist." It came out in a rush, and she had to take a deep breath while Max walked alongside her like this was nothing unusual to hear. "And... if you call me then I will be there. Just like Natalya reminded me." She didn't want Max to think that she was trying to control him or demand anything from him.


Max nodded and squeezed her hand. "Of course," he smiled. "Loved your little naughty show before dinner. Very, very sexy." Praise was better than questioning. Max would find out what was going on later.


Blushing at those simple words coming from Max's lips, she sighed and softly kissed his shoulder. "The plug you picked out for me is stretching my bottom. It burns... but I'll wear it as often as I can." She looked behind them, worried someone might be listening, but it was just her and Max walking the last bit along the golf course trail from the club house to the main parking lot. "I really like it."


"That's amazing... you're amazing," he heaped positive accolades on the pretty bride until they cleared the hedges and they could see Natalya waiting with the car already running. "Have a wonderful honeymoon and let me know when you get back."


Max let her pull him into a hug and a kiss, her lips brushing over his, and wrinkled his nose at her while she tried to express herself. He had no idea what was going on, but it was clear that Natalya was enjoying her little fun at his expense. Still, if this pretty woman, an occasional fling whom he enjoyed, was suddenly committing to much more then so be it.


"Ummm... he has a really big fist..." The bride bit her lip when she realized that she'd just referred to her new husband as a stranger. "I'll work with him, but I don't know if it will fit."


"I understand. Just do what you enjoy... if it's too much-"


The married woman cut him off and finished his sentence, "Then I'll let you know so you can keep me fisted." It was as easy as that. She smiled to herself while Max pecked her on the cheek so she understood he was there for her. "He has... a small cock though. So I might need to shop for some toys."


Four years of flirting, a few one night stands, and on her wedding day she was finally opening up to the things Max enjoyed. He chuckled and kissed her again, their lips pressed together and the tip of her tongue probing his mouth, and then he broke away and gave her a hug. "I'm sure you can come over and try some toys out to figure out what you like best. I'd definitely put a Hitachi on your list since you like vibes, and definitely a Holmes since you like something long and filling." He kissed her again. "We can talk about it some time. I have to get going and you have your wedding reception to go back to. Do you want a ride back?"


Floating in the clouds, her ass aching from the butt plug wedged between her cheeks and probing her bottom, the bride just squeezed Max's hands and backed away. When she let go, the acceptance in his kind words and soft kisses launched her back the way they had come. She half ran and half skipped down the path to the club house while he watched, her loose skirt bouncing this way and that. Max waited until she'd gone around the bend and then got into his car and looked over at Natalya. "So I presume you enjoyed that..." he commented quietly while putting the car in gear.


"I never liked her husband. Big hands, always trying to grope my ass, and a tiny dick. I just wanted her to be super happy." She turned and looked at Max while he drove. "And now she's happy. Nice of me, huh?"


"You made a woman wear a butt plug for another man on her wedding day..."


Natalya petted Max's arm and then rocked her hips until her skirt laid loose over her thighs. "That other man was you. It was a small one. A very personal wedding gift, but she earned it." Her hand pulled the fabric of her skirt back, and Natalya pressed inward until her fingers found her moist shaved labia. "And that was truly an amazing touch during dinner... She soaked her wedding band and diamond ring with her own juices. I don't think she realized all the girls looking at her rings later could smell her sex on it." Natalya began to casually finger herself to taunt Max.


He took the hint. "You didn't suggest that one. But mine to fist whenever I call? That's awfully generous of you. I hesitate to ask what you want, but... what do you want?" He had his eyes on the road, so Natalya made sure to sigh and moan for his benefit.


"Oh, nothing much," she purred. "Just make sure she's so stretched out that his tiny cock feels like a hotdog in a hallway." With two fingers in her pussy, Natalya shook in her seat and let the vibrations of the road stir her sex around them. "Seriously... is that so much to ask?"


"I'm friends with her parents. I've known him longer than her. And you want me to make sure she's stretched out and he can't satisfy her? His wife? The woman he's been engaged to since they left university?" He looked at Natalya and shook his head. "She told me his fist may be too big, and she does have a tight pelvis. This seems to be a bit more evil than just disliking her husband."


Natalya moaned and heaved and cried out like she was having an orgasm. It was just an act, of course. She laughed. "She's not a very good actress. He'll go mad knowing he's not satisfying her. She'll go mad knowing after he tries that she just wants to get off with a dildo or see if she can sneak out to see you and get fisted. You'll be out of town half the time, so she'll need bigger toys." Natalya shrugged and resumed fingering her pussy. "Not evil. Just a bit of a life lesson that they both need. And it serves your purposes - her little friends will all learn from her example."


"Learn what? That they shouldn't cross you? I think they know that." Max was forever in awe of Natalya's sadistic depths. Referring to the bride and groom he asked, "Shouldn't they be allowed a honeymoon at least?"


Natalya laughed. "Remember that part about the butt plug not being a big one? She's got a two and half inch wide bright red toy in her ass, and thinks you want her to wear it all the time. Who is ruining whose honeymoon now?" She worked a third finger into her sex, and finally the juices really started flowing. "Max... it takes three fingers to even feel like I'm being penetrated. Why do you think that is?"


He could ignore the shit eating grin he heard in Natalya's voice. "Because I like women with nicely stretched openings." Her point was clear at least, even if her motivations were unfriendly. "So will you be helping her pick out dildo panties and rubber wear for when she comes to fetish events with me?" Upping the ante would at least give Natalya some fresh ideas.


"Mmmmhmmmm... oh, that would be marvelous. Her hubby has a latex allergy. I wonder if she'd get off on encasement. She loves to be tied up after all..." Natalya was quiet for a few minutes while still stroking her pussy and thinking. As they pulled up to a stoplight, she turned and grinned at Max. "I think I could get her to wear an inflatable butt plug with a tail. She was always more of a Pokemon and cosplay girl." His shrug encouraged her, but Natalya knew from the look on his face that she had crossed some rule or other. She changed topics. "So what would you like?"


"Well, I have a lovely woman masturbating in my car while I drive us home. I apparently have a bride who will be wearing a red butt plug until her husband finds out and then she'll try to cover it up as a way to be better at anal for him. At the moment, I've got to drive so I can't ask for much more..."


Natalya finally got to her point and saw the effect it had on Max even when he had to focus on the road and pull forward when the light changed. "It's funny. Did you know one of the groom's brothers maintains a kennel and breeds Rottweilers? I thought that would be a perfect gift for a married couple who needed some protection and enjoyed animals. An uncut male would be an investment, too." Her deliberate appeal to Max's perversion struck a chord.


"For her," he turned his end and then looked back at the road, "or for you to share with her?" Max stayed calm, but he knew Natalya was aware that his cock was already pulsing in his dress trousers.


With a soft snicker Natalya rubbed her pussy and hoped Max could hear the soft squishing noises of her sex. "I want to see how it looks. I want to see how it's done." Her fingers moved faster while her smoldering cunt was ignited with wet desires. "I want to see her on her hands and knees... his dark brown and black fur sticking to her pretty pale skin... and hear her moan and sigh while she learns to love her constant companion." Natalya had to stop because otherwise her labia would be too raw to fuck when they got home. She made a show of licking her fingers and then covering up her thighs. "You always say it's smarter to try things out with others so you can figure out the details."


"Will she get to watch you when the time comes?" his voice was dangerously even, and Natalya knew she'd offended Max.


She shrugged it off. He was just being irritated because he liked the girl and Max could be stupidly sentimental at times. "When my time comes, you'll get to see my cunt and ass be well mated. All for you to enjoy. But what you want is me to be punished for encouraging your pretty friend to fist herself and play with toys." She laughed. "Ok. When we get home you can show me how much you want to split my ass open."


"Open enough to be knotted?"


"Of course."


---


The words Natalya had whispered made everything so clear. The bride was a bit buzzed from whiskey and enjoying the taste of the cigar in her mouth. Her husband and his brothers were goofing around while her parents were trying to give away the leftovers to guests as they made their way out of the club house. She hadn't noticed her ass burning for a while - and she purred with contentment knowing how easy it would be to wear Max's plug for him.


"You'll always be his to fist. And if I call then you will be there. No questions asked. Or so help me, I'll break my rules and spend every afternoon with you. Now enjoy every moment of it. You picked a man with wonderfully big hands. If only his cock wasn't so small."


The bride just wondered what spending her afternoons with Natalya might be like. It was too bad the petite brunette with her classic white stripe running through her hair lived far away. Maybe after her honeymoon she could ask Max about visiting...


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"The Cheating Housewife (A Natalya Story)"

Natalya takes command over the sexual misadventures of a mousy housewife. Her intentions are unclear, and even Max has to wonder about the transformations Natalya demands. [Includes: Cuckold, Cheating, MF, FF, Implied MMF, Vaginal & Anal & Implied Oral Sex, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Double Penetration, Stretching, Fisting, Dildo Play & Wearing, Bondage & Restraints, Implied Object Insertion (Water Bottle)]

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Priya never understood why her Master adored her so much, and when their first weekend together goes so terribly wrong, it's left to Natalya to try and explain. Priya has to take her time though, and maybe her experiments with the sex toys her Master provided will be enough to mend his wounded heart. Maybe pushing her boyfriend to submit will make Priya feel better as well. [Includes: MF, D/s, Female Masturbation, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Dildo Play & Wearing, Implied Dragon, Implied Vaginal & Anal Sex, Implied Pegging]

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