Getting to Fuck My Old Childhood Friends on My Wedding Day

I pulled David hard against me, wrapping my legs around him as the first orgasm of the night went through me like a hurricane. The sensation was intense; a wave of pleasure washed over me as I writhed and lifted my ass off the bed so I could grind my pussy on his cock.

It’s natural to be full of nerves and second thoughts on your wedding day but I’m not sure how many brides have the sort of thoughts that I was having. It wasn’t that I wasn’t very much in love with Tim, my handsome husband and the man of my dreams who had always been so loving and generous to me. It was just that as much as I loved him, I couldn’t stop thinking about all the men I was giving up.

So, as I danced in the middle of all the guests, my eyes wandered to my old friends from childhood. David, Mike, Alan, Paul, and James… they were all hunks. I grew up with these guys and I even had fantasies about fucking David and Paul once I was older, rubbing my pussy thinking about them taking turns railing me.

The only reason those guys never tried anything, is because they all wanted to and they were all keeping an eye on each other. None of them would let one of the other guys have me; it was like they’d come to an agreement or something. All I knew was that any one of those guys could have asked me out on a real date, and not one of them ever did, but they came close a couple of times.

I like dancing and the band was rocking it. I was a little tipsy too so maybe that’s what clouded my mind when David asked me to dance with him, pulling me away from my husband.

“I can’t believe how gorgeous you are, Kinsley. Tim is a lucky man,” David said as he wrapped his arms around me. He was holding me tight and I liked it.

“You think so?” I asked, biting my lower lip and looking up at him.

“Hell yeah!”

He chuckled and I felt his strong hand on my hip, moving around as we danced.

“You look pretty good yourself,” I said, stroking the back of his neck with my fingernails.

“Too bad you’re married,” he replied softly. “You broke a lot of hearts today.”

His hand moved to my lower back and I gave my ass a little shake as I felt his hand try to reach my ass.

“Careful,” I sang softly. “I don’t know how jealous Tim gets.”

“Do you want to find out?” David gave me a mischievous grin that set my heart on fire.

He pulled me even closer, enough so I could feel the bulge of his cock against my tummy and my eyes widened with my smile.

“Fuck! You’re gonna get me in trouble,” I gasped and he just nodded, his hand on my ass now, giving me a real squeeze while my nipples were ready to pop.

“I’ve got a room,” he whispered just as the song was ending.

“What?”

I stared at him feeling pretty flushed.

“Upstairs, room 231… meet me there in fifteen minutes,” he said staring into my eyes.

“David! I just got married,” I said laughing.

He gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek as the music stopped and left.

“Can I have this dance, my beautiful wife?” Tim said as a new song started and I nodded, my mind reeling with David’s suggestion.

“What’s wrong, honey?” he asked. “You look like you just saw a ghost or something.”

“Huh?” I laughed. “Oh, just David being…silly.”

“Are you having fun?” he asked moving closer, putting his arms around me. “This is your special day.”

“Yeah,” I shrugged. “I could be having more though.”

We danced for two songs and I just couldn’t get David’s proposal out of my mind.

“Look, um…I think I’m going to go lie down for a little bit, okay?” I’d made up my mind just then, seeing David talking to all the guys and, laughing and then heading out the door.

“Lie down?” Tim narrowed his eyes. “Are you okay? We can go upstairs, I can…”

“No,” I smiled apologetically. “I just need to relax that’s all. You stay here and have fun with the guests, okay?”

“Uh…okay, honey,” Tim said and I felt bad about it, almost enough to change my mind.

“When I get back we’ll ask them to bring the cake, have one last toast, and then you can take advantage of this hot body,” I giggled and kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth, kissing my man hard in front of everyone.

“I’ll…Yeah…I’ll wait here, baby,” he said as I broke our kiss.

About five minutes later, I was in front of room 231, knocking. I had to be crazy for doing this, seriously crazy, and I wondered why I wasn’t afraid, or nervous, or… anything. I didn’t even feel guilty. I’d been married about seven hours and I was going to see another man in his hotel room, right in the middle of my wedding reception.

All I knew was David was on the other side of that door and my heart was hammering, my stomach knotted up with happy anticipation. My pussy was wet and had been wet for a long while, just as my nipples ached, desperate for some attention. I could have taken my new husband upstairs and he’d do anything I wanted, I knew that. I’d made vows to the man and wore his ring on my finger and I was going to throw all of that away for a man I lusted for years.

“He’ll get over it,” I whispered to myself as the door opened.

“Kinsley!” David smiled as soon as he saw me and I stood there for all of a heartbeat before leaping into his arms.

“We don’t have much time,” I breathed, pressing my lips to his and kissing him for the first time in my life.

David’s hands were on my ass, pulling me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist. His tongue pushed between my lips, thick, hot, and soft as it eagerly explored my mouth. I sucked it greedily, moaning with years of frustrated desire. This was what I’d dreamed of for so long and it wasn’t disappointing me at all.

Kicking the door, David carried me toward the large bed and laid me down upon it carefully, still kissing me, never letting me go. I could barely breathe, I just wanted to feel him against me, inside me. I needed him.

He was kneeling on the bed and working to undo his trousers after our kiss ended.

“Let me,” I whispered and replaced his hands with mine, opening his pants and exposing his boxers.

I licked my lips, telling myself this was it, this was real, and I reached inside to touch his cock for the first time. I gasped as I felt it, hot and heavy and already stiff under my fingers. His cock was long and thick and my small hands barely covered his shaft. The smooth head was pinkish and the tip leaked clear drops of fluid. I stroked him tenderly and smiled at him.

“Suck it,” he urged and I swallowed hard.

I lifted myself, sitting up, and brought my mouth to David’s cock, kissed the wet tip, and then opened my lips, letting him push his cock between my tightly stretched lips and over my tongue, his cock filling my mouth.

He stroked my cheek with his thumb and pulled me gently to take more of his cock, until it touched the entrance to my throat and made me gag lightly. My pussy was melting, spasming with a hunger of its own and I had to find that as well, digging through my skirts until my fingers found the white thong I was wearing.

“God, Kinsley…” he said as I sucked him. “…I want you so bad.”

I pulled his cock out of my mouth, licked my lips, and swallowed all the leftover precum and spit.

“Fuck me now…” I responded. “… Please.”

I didn’t even bother to get undressed. I lay back, pulling my dress up so David could see my white stockings. I rubbed my pussy while he moved between my legs and he pulled the thong aside, exposing my hot, pink hole.

David lay on top of me, and I wished we were naked then, skin to skin so I could feel his body on mine, but we didn’t have time for anything else. He kissed me passionately, working his tongue inside my mouth and a moment later retreating so that mine would follow. I licked across his lips and played the tip of my tongue against the roof of his mouth. I tasted him everywhere my tongue would reach while his cock teased my slit.

Taking his penis in hand, he rubbed the head up and down my slit, splitting my swollen labia. I was so wet for him, juices were running down my thighs and the smell of my desire filled the air. He put his lips on mine once more, gripping my shoulders with his strong hands and his tongue filled my mouth at the same moment he thrust his cock into my cunt, stretching me open.

All I could do was make muffled moans into David’s mouth, gripping the man tightly, clutching at him as he worked his cock completely inside my pussy. I lifted my hips and pushed against his cock, fucking him, as much as he was fucking me. My pussy was burning with desire, all squishy and quivering.

I pulled David hard against me, wrapping my legs around him as the first orgasm of the night went through me like a hurricane. The sensation was intense; a wave of pleasure washed over me as I writhed and lifted my ass off the bed so I could grind my pussy on his cock. I needed him deeper, as deep as he could get, filling me completely. My pussy molded around David’s cock as I came over and over.

“I’m cumming, Kinsley!”

I closed my eyes and locked my ankles in the small of his back and my arms around his neck, greedily kissing each other when I felt him ejaculate deep inside my pussy, and I was cumming hard once more.

“Mmm, that was wonderful,” I just smiled and lay there, high from my climax, with my eyes closed, as he removed his cock from my pussy.

A minute later I felt him returning and I opened my eyes, ready to kiss him.

“Liam?” I stared into the man’s face and then I started giggling. “Oh…fuck!”

He’d already unzipped his pants and his hard cock was pressing against my sex.

“Hi, beautiful.” Liam, another one of the guys I grew up with said. “I hope you don’t mind, but we…”

“Shut up and fuck me,” I breathed happily, pulling his mouth to mine so Liam could kiss me as he pushed his cock inside my wet pussy.

I moaned softly, sucking Liam’s tongue and his cock slid inside me easily. He was a little smaller than David and he took his time, making love to me while we made out. Liam worked the top of my dress down and set my perky tits free. I gasped as his mouth found my nipples, kissing and licking them, bringing them to fiery life. I urged him to bite my nipples as he ate my breasts and he did just that. He felt good thrusting into me and I was rocking my hips, lifting my ass to meet his cock all the while, thinking how outrageous, wicked, and perverted I was, having my friends fuck me on my wedding night, with my husband and our families celebrating just two floors below us.

With that thought, I came so wildly I thought I was dying and that was when Liam thrust himself deep inside me, arching his back with a loud groan. He was cumming hard and I lifted my hips to meet him, urging him to fill my cunt with his seed.

“Oh, God!” my jaw dropped when I saw James coming into the room next.

He unzipped his trousers while Liam pulled his back up, and James’s cock was huge. I always knew he was packing a monster but I had never seen it before. I just shook my head and laughed while he smiled.

“Oh, James, you have to be kidding,” I said as he got on the bed. “It isn’t gonna fit!”

“It’ll fit, Kinsley,” he promised me.

I swallowed hard and put my legs up over his shoulders, my ass and lower back almost coming off the bed, with my knees against my shoulders, pinning me down to that bed and I could feel his swollen head rub my sloppy cunt.

“Ugh…” I bit my lip as he started pushing and then he stopped, backing off, and I smiled cause it hadn’t hurt at all.

Then he pushed again and slowly got a little deeper while we just looked at each other, smiling and breathing and working more of that huge cock inside my small pussy until he touched bottom, finding a place my husband had never reached, and I gasped at that.

“See? It fit,” James said smiling and I nodded, panting for air.

My pussy was stretched wide and tight around his cock.

“Shut up and fuck me!”

I had my hands on his hips and I pulled at him as best I could, wanting to feel his cock slide in and out of me. My clit was hard and buzzing as he started stroking it while sliding his cock back and forth, fucking me. I was cumming nicely, not the crazy orgasms I had with David, but another kind, wicked and sexy orgasms that made me tremble. I was groaning and digging my nails into his skin, feeling like an animal.

I was stretched around his cock so tight that he was turning me inside out with every thrust and I was having one orgasm after another. Suddenly, I felt James tense up and he started shooting his load inside me. It was like a fire hose inside me, bathing my cunt with one big blast of sperm after another, triggering a wave of pleasure that had my whole body shaking uncontrollably.

“Oh, Jesus…” I said finally, coming to my senses and wondering if I’d blacked out. I felt like I was coming out of a dream.

“Hey, come on!” I heard a familiar voice. “It’s my turn now.”

I lifted my head and I saw Paul, the shyest of our friends, pumping his cock with his fist.

“Paul, you too?” I sighed. “What time is it?”

“Time for a good…”

“Almost midnight,” James cut Paul off, glancing at his watch.

“Midnight?” I shouted. “Fuck! I have to get back downstairs!”

I’d been in that hotel room for well over an hour and Tim was probably wondering where I was. I started pushing at James and then gasped as he pulled his still-erect cock out of me.

“Oh, God!” I looked down at myself, really seeing what I looked like for the first time after being fucked by three men.

My wedding gown was hopelessly wrinkled and stained with cum. My thong was just a soggy ripe bit of white cloth, my stockings were wrinkled and askew with some really ugly runs in them. I was probably lucky I hadn’t broken a heel and I didn’t even want to imagine what my face and hair looked like.

And besides all that, my pussy was gaping, my labia swollen and slick with juices, and my pink clit was still stiff, but throbbing a little less at least. As I sat at the edge of the bed, cum started dripping down the sheets and I just stared at it. We all did.

“I’ll be fast! Please, Kinsley,” Paul said and I looked up at him.

He was stroking his cock and smiling at me, obviously wanting to push his love stick in my gaping cunt, but he was too late for that. I had to get my lass downstairs pronto.

“Sorry, Paul,” I apologized. “I’m a little short on time now.”

“Oh, shoot! Why did I have to pick that one,” he frowned.

“Pick what?” I asked.

“We drew straws to see who got to go when,” James shrugged.

“You guys drew straws? To fuck me on my wedding day?” I stared at them as they shrugged and Paul coughed.

I got off the bed and took two steps and just yelped. First of all, I was a lot sorer down there than I’d thought, and secondly, gravity was working, and I felt all that sperm and my juices on my thighs. I was going to leave a trail of sex behind me wherever I went.

I had some visions of what would happen if I went back to the banquet room after my little orgy so I reached for the phone and got the hotel staff to let me into the honeymoon suite. My husband came up about twenty minutes after I got into the huge jacuzzi on the balcony.

“Hi!” I said smiling at him.

“Where did you go?”

“I needed some air,” I shrugged.

“We looked everywhere for you!”

“I’m sorry, come here…” I said smiling, still thinking how nice it would be to have the guys in that tub with me right about then.

“That’s not funny!” Tim was still frowning, but he’d started unbuttoning his tuxedo as well.

I fucked my husband that night right there, in the jacuzzi, but secretly I wished one of my buddies was with me, or all of them, that would be fun. I wondered what Paul’s cock felt like in my ass while David fucked my cunt. That was an idea. Maybe I could get them together again for another round.

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