8 comments/ 79547 views/ 14 favorites A Wedding to Remember By: m_storyman_x I love outdoor weddings, as long as the weather cooperates and the middle of July, although warm should be very cooperative. When I saw the invitation to the wedding of my wife's best friend's daughter I was thrilled to see it was going to be an outdoor wedding. Further, the wedding was being held at their grandparents secluded lake lodge, along with the reception. Now calling their place secluded is almost an understatement. The driveway leading down to the set of three twenty to fifty acre lakes is easily a mile and a half long, winding down through the woods and twisting around hills. The lodge is a huge three story rustic building with well over a dozen bedrooms, three bathrooms and two great rooms, one on the main floor and one in the lower level. There was also a twenty five foot wide balcony deck over a large fieldstone patio, a the width of the lodge. The patio extends beyond the balcony for nearly a hundred feet with a large fieldstone hearth and grill built into the hillside acting as a wall. The property also had a variety of paddle boats, canoes and a nice sized deck boat for tooling around the small lakes, gazebos with tables and chairs and lots and lots of woods and walking paths. They maintain this with the income from renting the facility out to groups, often having it rented every weekend for the entire summer. At fifty bucks a bedroom with a five hundred a night minimum, it has turned into a lucrative business for them some weekends bringing in over three grand for two nights. As I said, I was glad to see that the kids were going to be married outdoors. They are an interesting couple, Emily being a petite young lady, now nearly twenty four if my memory serves me, having spent years as a gymnast, and now teaching gymnastics. I had occasion to enjoy her abilities when she surprised me at home naked one time, and even the thought of that event still makes me hard today, especially thinking about her milk filled tits. Dan on the other hand is the opposite. Being a mountain of a man, and a football coach, he is so large he quite thoroughly dwarfs her. The couple started out quite reserved, but over the last couple years I have noticed a trend where Emily has worn more and more revealing clothing. Nothing tasteless, just...revealing. My wife of course never approves of that kind of wear, but that's just her. Anyway, here we were on the appointed day, July 14th, driving down the long gravel drive toward the lodge. I noticed quite a few cars parked around in front of the lodge, and added out suburban to the mix. I wondered who all they had invited as we followed the ribbons to the front door of the lodge. "Hey Nancy...Mike!" Emily's mother Linda called as she opened the door, oddly wearing a bathrobe. "HI!" My wife said giving her a quick hug, which I also gave her as we stepped into the lodge. "You're not ready?" She asked. "Actually... I am." Linda replied with a long face. "I don't understand." My wife said curiously. "Well... Dan and Emily decided that since they were getting married on national nude day, that they would have a nude wedding, and as Em says, she couldn't decide on a dress anyway." I thought I would be picking her up off the ground after that comment, as it was my wife's jaw about hit the floor, even if she didn't. "You mean that they're going to get married naked?" "Uh huh. The whole wedding party." Linda said quietly, explaining her robe instead of a dress. "That's terrible!" My wife said in shock. "Is there anything we can do? Why didn't you tell us?" "Well, to be honest... all the guests are invited to participate... And well, I thought if I told you, you wouldn't come... and well... I was kind of hoping that you would... you know... that way at least that way I wouldn't feel quite so alone!?" Linda said with an almost pleading look on her face. "You want me to go naked too?" My wife squeaked. "Most of the guest so far have, but you're the closest of my friends that are coming. It would really help me to get through this." Linda said pleadingly to her. For my part I was trying hard to not grin like a Cheshire cat and keep a straight face at the thought of seeing a lot of naked women. "Well... I don't know. Just the ceremony?" "No... the reception too." Linda said quietly. "We could. You have a good looking body." I injected to my wife, hoping to help her along. "Oh sure. You'd love that, seeing all those naked women." She said with a disgusted look, knowing full well where my mind was headed. "That wasn't really what I was thinking." I lied. "Yeah, right, and that bulge in your pants is a tennis ball you forgot to take out of your pocket?" "Well." I said sheepishly. "Ok hot shot... You think this is such a great idea, you go naked and tell me how much fun it is to walk around with your hard dick showing off all night." "As long as it's not just me... I say why not." "Men... you are disgusting animals sometimes." My wife shot at me with a scowl. "It isn't my fault... I didn't pick the dress code, but if you don't think you can handle it, we don't have to undress." I said, knowing full well how she responded to challenges. "I didn't say I couldn't handle it... I just said it was disgusting." My wife shot back. "Hey. I didn't insinuate anything. I just said we didn't have to. It's up to you, I'll do whatever you want to." I said putting it squarely in her court. I could see Linda looking at my wife pleadingly. "Fine! Just to help Linda!" She said to me in a very exasperated tone. "Where do we get undressed?" She asked Linda. "You can use the first room. It's empty. You can hang your clothes in the closet or there are baskets on the floor by the bed. There are also lots of flip-flops for you to wear if you don't want to use your shoes." Linda said as she led my wife to the first bedroom. She stepped into the room with us and stood by the open door, watching me while she tried to chat with my wife. I quickly shed my shirt and slacks, hanging them on a hanger and putting them in the closet. I pulled off my shoes and socks, leaving my underwear for last, finally pulling it down and freeing my already hard dick. I was facing away from the door, but could see Linda in the mirror over the dresser, clearly trying to get a look. Finally I turned, letting her see my hard dick as I looked for a pair of flip flops that fit. I saw her looking right at it, clearly enjoying the view, while my wife still had her back turned, folding her bra and underwear to put in the basket. I don't think Linda even realized that she had slipped her hand into her robe, spreading it enough for me to see one tit, as she stroked her fingers across her left nipple, still staring at my hard dick. "Well here goes nothing!" My wife said, as she turned around to look toward Linda, who was snapped back to reality, pulling her robe back closed defensively. "Absolutely gorgeous!" I said as my wife looked over at me. "You would say that you horny bastard!" She said trying to hide a grin as she looked at my hard dick. "You are enjoying this way too much at the moment. Just wait till you have to walk out there with that hardon. Reality check! You can't tell when a woman is horny just by looking, but it kind of sticks out like a sore thumb for guys." "Nah. I'm just waiting for a chance to see Linda naked that's all. I mean we're naked and all, isn't she supposed to be too?" I joked, hoping to keep her thinking I had never seen, let alone had sex with Linda before. (but that is another story all together) "Men!" My wife said walking past Linda and out of the room. With a tiny grin, Linda spread her robe as I walked toward her, showing that she wasn't wearing anything but a pearl necklace. "Very hot!" I whispered as I stepped past her to follow my wife to the stairs. "You too." Linda whispered in reply. I followed Nancy down the stairs to the lower level and out toward the patio. I could see a large number of chairs set up in rows along the patio, facing the lake. The whole patio was surrounded with white poles wrapped with flowers and it looked like small lights. All of this led to a trellis arch at the end of the Patio where the bride and groom would be standing, flowers and garlands of greenery flowing and wrapping around it. Quite a few of the seats were already full, and from my position it was clear the vast majority of them were as naked as we were. I followed my wife out the French doors and down the center aisle, looking at the people seated. The older couples for the most part had not disrobed, a few reducing to just their bra and panties. Mostly all of the mid thirty and below were completely naked. I saw quite a few couples sitting, guys with hard dicks sticking up and lady's with exposed hard nipples. There also seemed to be quite a few single girls sitting in groups, all in their mid to late twenties. As we walked down the aisle my hard dick swinging with each step, seemed to draw their attention. We were only seated a few minutes when a couple young ladies came and sat next to me. "This is really a beautiful setting, isn't it?" one of them asked, clearly eyeing my dick sticking up from my lap. "It is. I like the flowers and the setting sun. A very romantic setting." I replied, trying to check out their bodies without my wife noticing. "Oh I know. And doing it all naked. I need to do this when I get married. It is so fucking hot!" the second girl said. "So you like this?" I asked the second girl. "Oh yeah. I love being naked anyway, but around this many people is just so... exhilarating!" She said, followed by a deep sigh. "My name is Donna, what's yours?" She asked. "Mike." I said as my wife elbowed me hard in the ribs. "You're friends with Emily?" "Uh huh. We used to do gymnastics together." She said, still trying to look at my hard dick without looking like it. "Good to meet you then." I said as the music started. First to come down the aisle was Linda, completely naked except for light blue heels and a string of white pearls. She looked down at my dick as she stepped to the row in front of me, giving us a small smile. It wasn't long before the groom and his groomsmen, all wearing nothing but black flip-flops and black bow ties, made their way up front with the priest, who was thankfully dressed. The brides' maids began walking down the aisle, each holding a bouquet of white roses with tiny bits of blue in them, up nearly between their tits, dressed in nothing but white heels and white pearl necklaces. Each girl, well tanned with little or no hint of tan lines, made their way to the front, giving all the guys a good long look at their tits and each of their mounds, their curly pubic hair all trimmed into the shape of a heart. By the time the last of the four had made it to the front the entire wedding party had gotten over their nervousness and were sprouting hard dicks. Finally it was time for Emily to come down the aisle. She looked gorgeous, waking with her arm linked in her fathers, wearing white heels, a white and blue garter on one thigh, a string of white pearls and a white lace veil. Her full tanned tits wiggled and giggle enticingly with each step, reminding me of just how good they felt in my mouth, making my dick ratchet up one more notch. I was turned to face the aisle as she came down, the girl next to Donna, who's name I didn't know, backed up into me, pressing her bare ass against my hard dick. If I hadn't been standing next to my wife, I would have reached around and tweaked a nipple, but she would have killed me for that. I remember little of the actual ceremony, instead being distracted by the hand of the girl sitting next to me, gently stroking my leg down where my wife couldn't see, and staring at the practically perfect asses of the maids of honor only a dozen feet in front of me. I don't know how many people noticed the youngest of the four shudder as if she had a sudden chill during the ceremony, but I was sitting close enough to notice the single drop of her juices run down her leg from her pussy. It was definitely not sweat, despite the heat! Finally the ceremony ended and everyone cheered as the newly married couple were introduced before heading down the aisle. The setting sun and the flowered trellis a perfect background for the sexy bodies arrayed in front of us, including Emily. Each of the brides' maids paired up with their respective groomsman, each now sporting a hard dick, and followed a pair at a time down the aisle, followed by Linda and her husband. The crowd was then ushered out, starting at the front, to go through the traditional receiving line. My wife and I were not quite first, but very much toward the front. Each of the bride's maids gave me a nice hug, their tits either pressing into my chest or just teasing it with their nipples. Linda, gave me a huge hug, as she did my wife. To my surprise Emily gave me a huge hug and a subtle squeeze of the cock as I congratulated them. Finally free of the receiving line, we moved to the lower great room, and thankfully air conditioning, to snack on hors d'oeuvres until dinner, which would not be too far away, given the time. "That was a pretty ceremony, wasn't it?" My wife asked as we shared a plate of cheese cubes and crackers. "It was. Very nice." I agreed. Sandy, one of Linda's friends that we knew in passing, came up to chat. She was slightly round, not thin but not what I would call fat either, with large breasts and a very pleasant face. "So that was an interesting wedding, wasn't it?" she asked. "Yes." My wife said, noting that she was busy staring at my hard dick more than anything else. "Not used to watching one naked though." "Oh me neither, I usually cry at weddings, this time I had to work not to cum just watching the groomsmen's hard dicks." She whispered a slight tint of pink coming to her face and chest. "They did seem to sprout big ones didn't they?" Amber, a petite girl with tiny breasts and a very thin firm ass, one of the Emily's friends said as she walked up. "Jenny must have been so embarrassed though." She continued. "Why?" My wife asked curiously. "When she orgasmed standing in front of everyone? I think it was the first time she's ever been naked in front of anyone but the doctor." Amber replied. "I was surprised she agreed to do this." "I'm sure not too many people noticed." My wife said. "I wonder what they have on tap for dinner?" She asked, trying to change the subject. "Why don't I go get us something to drink?" I said to my wife, wanting to dodge whatever came next. "What would you like?" "Tonight? How about an Amaretto Sour." She said. I looked a bit surprised, neither of us being big drinkers, but headed off to the bar. "Nice dick." One lady said as she stepped up to the bar next to me while I was waiting for my drinks. "I hope you're going to dance later, I'd like to grind against it a while!" She continued, pressing her hip against mine and allowing her hand to slide over and squeeze my hard dick. I looked over and was greeted with a very friendly face, but had no idea who she was. She had a firm body and a nice pair of tits, with her nipples standing out rock hard in front of her. "Well, I'll probably dance later." I said non-commitally "Good. Maybe I can steal you from your wife for a grind or two." She said with a smile and a wink. I took my drinks and shook my head, looking back as I walked away to check out her ass. "Here you go sweety!" I said handing my wife her drink as I got back. We stood around working on our drinks while the photographer did her thing with the wedding party. That was going to be one interesting set of wedding pictures! "Oh how pretty." My wife said as the lights on all the poles came on with the growing darkness. "It is. Wanna go sneak out into the dark and neck?" I asked her quietly. "You are bad!" she said with a giggle, having drained nearly the whole drink. "but I better go find the potty first." "Nah... come on." I said, leading her by the hand out into the darkness. "But I have to pee!" She whispered as I walked her down toward the lake. "So, pee out here!" I whispered back. "Do I have to?" "Why not? I mean it's not like you're going to get your clothes wet or anything. Hell, you're already naked." "I really don't understand you." She said as she stepped behind a bush with me and crouched down. It was really getting too dark to see, but I could hear her pee hitting the dry ground. I was surprised when she reached over and stroked my hard dick a few times. "You know. I really ought to do something with this before someone else does." She whispered. "Who else would do anything?" I asked. "Oh... let's see... That girl Amber said she wished she could ride your rocket, and that lady at the bar seemed more than interested in your dick too." "Oh... I didn't know." "The hell you didn't. Half the women you walk past stare at your dick." "Half the women walk by and stare at all the dicks, not just mine. And all the guys walk by and stare at your tits, but you don't see me making a scene." "I suppose. But just the same." She said as she moved forward and enveloped my dick with her mouth. My wife wasn't much on giving oral sex to start with, so this was really out of character, but I ceased to care as she stroked her wet mouth up and down my dick along with her hand. "Oh god." I mumbled, knowing I wasn't going to last long with all the teasing it had already received. "Already?" my wife asked as she let go with her mouth and stood up. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me eagerly, her wet lips sucking mine while she stroked my saliva coated dick with her hand. "That's it baby!" She whispered, when she broke the kiss. "Cum for me. Squirt all over the dirt and trees like a fire hose!" she said as she moved slightly to the side and reached around to squeezed my ass. I reached a hand to her tit and gently squeezed and massaged her tit, twisting and tweaking her nipple. "Oh god. You trying to make me cum?" She moaned quietly. "Uh huh!" I said, trying to hold back as long as I could. "I want to fuck you!" "Here?" "Right here!" I said, putting my hand on hers, stopping her from jacking me off. "Oh fuck why not?" She said, turning around and bending over. I pressed my dick into her surprisingly wet tunnel, sinking slowly into her while she moaned with pleasure. "Oh yeah.... I can handle that." She moaned as I reached around and started massaging her tits with my hand while I stroked into her pussy. "Oh god. I'm not going to last long." I grunted, moving a hand to her crotch to stroke her exposed clit. "Me neither." She grunted as her body shook gently, her orgasm working closer to its climax. "OH FUCK!" I groaned as my body unloaded into her, jerking and twitching with each shot of hot cum into her pussy. "UHHHH" she groaned as her body jerked in time with mine, her own orgasm triggered by the surge of cum into her. I held her tightly, both of us bent over trying to catch our breath, one hand still massaging her tit and the other gently stroking her clit. "Oh that was good." I said practically panting. "I hope it keeps those other ladies off your dick." She said as she stood up and pulled off my dick. She turned around to face me and squatted down, allowing most of my cum to leak back out of her onto the ground. "I'm sure it will." I replied as I looked behind her into the bushes and saw Amber watching us, one hand on her tit and the other disappearing down out of site, blocked by the leaves of the bush. "Good. Now, go down and wash off your dick in the lake and let's go eat." I nodded in agreement and walked the few more steps to the lake and crouched down, washing my now limp dick in the cool lake water. From my new position I could see Amber, who crouched down to stay out of site of my wife. She was squatting down and leaning back on one hand, her other hand working frantic circles around her clit, her knees spread as wide as they would go to give me a clear view. I watched her whole body tremble as she stared at me, both making sure I could see her and probably thinking that it was my dick inside her at that moment. Getting up I walked back to my wife and we walked with my arm around her waist back to the reception, leaving Amber to catch her breath. A Wedding to Remember Dinner was quite good, and my wife consumed enough wine to make her feel quite cheery, despite being naked in public. They had finished all the formal dances and traditions, such as father daughter dance and throwing the garter and such. When they opened the patio to general dancing I asked my wife if she would like to dance. "Hey love, would like to dance?" "Not really. Why don't you go ask Linda, she could probably use some moral support at the moment." My wife said, nodding over to Linda who was sitting alone, her husband standing by the bar drinking his dinner. "Ok." I said simply, getting up to walk over to Linda. "Hey stranger." I said as I stepped up next to her. "Is your dance card open?" "Hi Mike! I suppose a dance wouldn't hurt." She said, trying to put a smile on her face. "Good." I said taking her hand and leading her out to the patio. I pulled her close to me and we danced to a fairly slow tune, her tits pressing into my chest. "I didn't think we would get a chance to do this." She whispered, "I'm surprised Nancy would let you." "If I could I'd take you out into the woods and screw you like we did that night by the lake." I said honestly. "I know. I can tell." She said slipping her hand between us and finding my hard dick. She squeezed it several times and then stepped away slightly pushing it down to it was poking down between her legs. Being the better part of a foot shorter than I am, the move allowed my dick to press up against her pussy lips and clit as we danced. "ohhhh that feels good." She cooed as we slow danced in the gloom. "Gonna cum?" I whispered after we had danced the bulk of the tune. "Uh huh." She whispered, nodding her head against my chest as her body gave little shakes and quivers. "I got you." I said, holding her close to me while she had as quiet of an orgasm against me as she could. I really wanted to go take her into the woods, but that was not a choice at the moment. It was only the number of people dancing on the patio that allowed what we were doing to be shielded from my wife. The song ended all too soon, and the next was a faster number that I really didn't want to dance to, so I led Linda off the dance floor over to the table my wife was at. "So have a good dance?" My wife asked me somewhat drunkenly, looking down at my hard dick, obviously s wet with Linda's juices. "Uh huh." "He's really a good dancer." Linda said, still looking flushed. "He can be." She said before leaning over toward Linda. "Not to mention a really hard dick!" "Ummm yeah. He does." She answered somewhat warily. "Yep. good dick to get off on. Did it feel good?" "What?" Linda asked in shock. "Did it feel good getting off on him? I'm not stupid. I can see your cum on his dick." Oh shit was all I could think of, but she didn't at all seem angry. "I thought you needed that, and you weren't about to get any from your hubby." She said to Linda with a grin. "Knowing my husband like I do, he would jump at the chance to rub his dick against your pussy. But don't get me wrong... this is a one time thing, ok?" Linda looked quite relieved and nodded her understanding. "I understand. I'm glad you do." "This nude wedding thing has been a bit hard on both of us. I figured you'd need some relief, I know I did. I let him talk me into getting screwed down by the lake before dinner." She whispered to Linda. "Oh. I see." Linda said knowingly. A bump and grind song started and a number of the people got up and started dancing, their naked bodies pressing and grinding together. I could see that a few were taking the opportunity to allow dicks to slide into and on pussies. Donna, one of the young lady's that sat next to us during the ceremony came over and circled her arm in mine. "There are a distinct lack of good looking guys willing to dance. Can I borrow your husband for a dance or two?" She asked my wife sweetly. "As long as you stay on the dance floor, I suppose you can!" my wife answered, clearly not seeing what all was happening out there. "Great!" She said with a grin. "Come on Mike!" "I don't know how to dance like this!" I protested half heartedly. "Don't worry, I'll teach you!" she said, pulling me toward the patio. True to her word she dragged me to the middle of the patio, with lots of bodies between us and my wife, she showed me how to dance, her back pressed against my chest, and her ass against my hard dick. She used her hands on my hips to help me follow her motion, occasionally reaching around and squeezing my ass. "You can touch me too." She said, pulling one of my hands from her hip up to her firm little tits. "Oh yes... like that." She said quietly as I squeezed one of her tits and nipples and ran my hand up and down her body. "Like this?" "Oh yes!" she answered over the music, reaching between us to find my hard dick. She pushed down, making me squat lower and pushing my dick up and out between her legs. "Much better." She said as she ground into me, my dick now sticking lewdly out between her legs, making her look like she had a short fat dick. The song ended and we stood still while the next started, a bit slower but still a bump and grind. "Just what I needed." She said as she turned her head and kissed me wetly, pulling my head over her shoulder to help reach. With her other hand she stroked my dick and pressed it against her pussy until she had the head between her lips and pressing up into her tight tunnel. "Oh fuck" she groaned into my mouth as she sunk lower on my shaft. "You know we can get caught this way!" I said quietly. "I know. Makes it all the hotter, doesn't it?" she said breathlessly as she started bouncing up and down my shaft to the music. "I'm not going to last long doing that." I said honestly. "I know... me neither!" she panted, bouncing and grinding harder. It was more than I could take, my dick and body jerked suddenly, spouting cum deep into her hot pussy. "OH YES!" she squeaked as her body jerked in time with my squirts of cum. We tried to continue to move to the music but there was no way we could for several long seconds. Finally she began to move again, my dick softening and slipping from her pussy. "That was great, thank you!" she said as she turned to face me and give me a big hug, hiding that her hand was rubbing her juices into my cock to make them less noticeable. "You want to dance more?" I asked as the next song started. "No I need to sit down and catch my breath." She said taking me by the hand and leading me back to my wife. "Here he is Mrs C. Good as ever!" she said as I sat down. "Just missing his hardon. I take it he couldn't take the bump and grind?" "Oh that? Isn't the first time I made a guy cum in his pants, but this time he didn't have any pants!" She said with a giggle, covering the fact that it was inside something else where that load was deposited. "He really is a quick learner." "Yes he is that." My wife said, clearly not upset about what she thinks happened. "Well, I might be back for another dance later." She said as she got up. "Right now I need to use the little ladies room." We sat for nearly twenty minutes, the three of us talking while the music played and people danced. "Mike!" Emily said, walking up to me. "I have to have a dance with you before the night is out. How about now?" "Don't you think your husband should have one?" "We have been. He's off dancing with an old girlfriend, so I figured I can dance with my second dad!" "I suppose so." I said as she led me to the patio, wearing nothing now but the heels and pearls. "So how does it feel to be married?" I asked as the music for a slow dance started and she pulled her body against mine, resting her head on my shoulder. "So far pretty good, but seeing your hard dick earlier made me really want to ride it again." She whispered as my dick hardened between us. "I know what you mean. I saw your naked tits and all I could think of was getting showered with your milk the last time." "It was good wasn't it?" "Probably the best sex I've ever had." I whispered to her. "Well, you never know when I might pop in and need to express a little milk!" She said with a grin. "Oh god."I said as she slipped a hand between us and squeezed my hard dick. "I could so fuck you right now." "Just wait..." she said with a grin as the song wound down. The next number was a bit faster, and as the music picked up she danced me toward the far end of the patio and then pulled me back out into the darkness. Out here it was impossible to tell who we were, everyone being naked, so she pulled me to a bench by the lake and sat down, spreading her legs wide. "Ok here's your chance!" Without a word I squatted down and aimed my dick at her pussy. I pushed into her and quickly started stroking in and out. "Oh god." I grunted as she humped back up to meet my thrusts. "Yeah....that's it. Cum for me!" she cooed as I pounded into her. "Oh shit!" I panted as my body jerked after nearly a minute of pounding her hot pussy. My body jerked and spurted cum into her, shot after shot of hot cum emptying into her pussy. She reached up and pulled my face to hers, kissing me wetly while she stroked her clit in tiny circles, finishing off her own orgasm within a few seconds. "Won't Dan be upset?" I asked her as we tried to catch our breaths. "I don't care. He had his dick in that old girlfriend, so I figured it was ok for me to thank a very good friend. You've been like a dad to me for so many years, I just wanted you to know how special you are to me." She said quietly. "Thank you, for everything you've done for me over the years, and hopefully all the things you will do to me over and over again." She said as she pulled my face to one of her tits. I gently kissed and sucked each nipple while my dick slipped from her pussy. "Too bad we had to rush." I said quietly as we got up. "I know." She said as she squatted down, and sucked my dick into her mouth, cleaning all our cum from my dick while her pussy drained. After almost an entire song had played she got up, having worked my dick back to enough of a hardon that my wife wouldn't notice. We walked arm in arm, looking innocent and walking around the side of the grill and across the patio, both of us knowing exactly what we had done and feeling like we had covered it quite well. "I better go!" she said with a kiss on my cheek. "Thank you for the dances." "You're welcome Em." I said as she pulled away. I sat down at the table and watched her perfect ass walk away. "I hope they're ok." I said quietly. "Why?" My wife asked. "She told me Dan was screwing around on her already." "Oh like you were doing with Linda?" "No. Much worse than that." I said without thinking. After realizing what I said I added "All I did was let her get off pressing against my dick while we danced. That isn't really having sex, is it?" "Yes, but then I sent you out there knowing something would happen." "I think it's time to head home." I said, feeling like if we stayed any longer I would get myself into more trouble. "Oh I agree." She said getting up. I followed her up the stairs watching her naked ass inches in front of me. I couldn't resist reaching up between her legs and stroking her wet pussy. "Too bad you have to get dressed. I like looking at your naked body." "We don't have to dress." She said as she reached the top of the stairs. "In fact, we can drive home naked if you want. I wonder if we can get all the way home before I make you cum?" "Worth finding out!" I said as we picked up our clothes from the closet and basket and headed for the suburban. My wife had her head in my lap, licking and sucking on my hard dick before I even had the truck turned around and headed home. I wondered just how far I would be able to get before I had to stop and screw her. "Next year, let's do something for nude day. I really had fun tonight!" She said from my lap. "You got lover!" I answered with a grin, already starting to think about next July 14th. A Wedding To Remember I sat at the front of the church next to John. He was visibly nervous, fidgeting on his seat, and I nudged him. "Sit still," I whispered. "Kathy will be here in a minute." He nodded, and made a visible effort to relax. A few moments later, the organ struck up the familiar music, and both John and I stood and turned to see Kathy take her position for her walk down the aisle. Behind her were Kathy's sister Sarah and her cousin Anne, who I'd only met for the first time at the rehearsal the previous evening. Sarah was blonde and slim, while Anne was dark-haired. Both of them looked stunning in their bridesmaids' dresses, though I was sure all other eyes were on Kathy in her ivory silk. They moved slowly down the aisle, reaching us at exactly the planned moment. John stepped forward to stand beside Kathy, and Sarah glanced across at me before taking her seat with Anne on the opposite side of the aisle. The ceremony was brief, and all of us went through to a side area to watch John and Kathy sign the register. Sarah and Anne stood one each side of me as the photographer snapped away, and I noticed that they both seemed to be wearing the same distinctive perfume. When the formalities were completed, we all made our way out of the church for the seemingly interminable photographs. I took my position in the group photos when I was called, then watched as Kathy stood between Sarah and Anne for their picture. When the photos were finally over, we went into the marquee to be seated for lunch. I was next to John's father on the top table, and the bridesmaids were a few seats away next to Kathy's mother. When lunch was over, the toastmaster announced the speeches, and I got to my feet. I'd spent a long time on my notes, and as I spoke, I saw smiles and nods from relatives and friends, and even the occasional chuckle. I finished my speech with "On behalf of the bridesmaids, myself, and everyone who has helped with John and Kathy's special day, may I again offer congratulations to... the bride and groom." Everyone raised their glasses in the toast, and I noticed Sarah looking across at me. She caught my eye, and smiled, sipping her champagne. When all the speeches were finished, everyone started to drift out of the marquee. I made my way back to the road where the wedding cars were waiting to take the bridal party to the reception. John and Kathy got in the lead car, and both sets of parents in the next. "Don't go without us, Tim," I heard a voice behind me. I turned to see Sarah and Anne coming towards me. "Wouldn't think of it," I grinned. I held the car door as Sarah slid across the leather seat. "Now you, Tim," she said. I got in beside her, and Anne followed, closing the door. "All ready, sir?" the driver asked. "Think so," I said. He nodded, and pressed a button, raising the partition. The car pulled smoothly away. "Some privacy at last," said Sarah with a smile. Anne nodded. "We've been up since some silly time this morning getting Kathy ready, and it's good to relax for a minute." "She did look beautiful, though," I said. "John's a very lucky man." Sarah grinned. "Then again, he just has Kathy, but you get to spend the rest of the evening with both of us." I must have looked a little shocked, because she raised her eyebrows and said, "What? Everyone knows that the best man has his eye on the bridesmaids." I feigned surrender. "OK, you've seen right through me." She smiled. "Fortunately for you, Anne and I have had our eye on you too." Anne spoke up. "When we get there, just follow our lead." A few minutes later the car pulled up at the hotel. We got out of the car, and walked through to the reception desk. The receptionist glanced up. "I'm guessing bridesmaids and best man," she smiled. "Spot on," said Sarah. "So, you girls are in 216, and Mr Smith here is in 217," said the receptionist, handing over keys. I thought I detected a knowing look in her eye as she glanced from the girls to me. As we walked along the corridor, Anne glanced at her watch. "We have a couple of hours before the meal," she said. "Everyone else – John and Kathy included – will be down in the bar." Sarah nodded. "Come on then, Tim. Dump your stuff in your room and join us." I let myself into the room, dropping my bag and the jacket of my suit on the bed. I paused for a moment, sure I could hear giggling from the girls' room. I quickly splashed my face in the bathroom, then went back out into the corridor, closing my door behind me. I knocked on the door of 216 and Anne opened the door just a little, looking round the edge. "Come in, Tim," she said, staying behind the door and opening it just far enough for me to slip in. As I entered the room I could see why she hadn't opened the door all the way – she had already taken off her dress leaving only camisole, stockings and suspenders, and some very minimal panties. "Wow," I said. "I'm impressed." Sarah came out of the bathroom, in a lacy basque and French knickers. "Like what you see over here too?" "Absolutely," I said. Anne moved closer, putting her arms around me and turning her face up for a kiss. I obliged, and she closed her eyes as I slid my arms round her waist and deepened the kiss. I felt Sarah come close behind me, then reach round to loosen the belt of my dress trousers. She found the zip, then slid my trousers down for me to step out of. Still kissing me, Anne tugged at the bow of my tie to unravel it, then began to undo the buttons of my shirt. When they were all undone, Sarah slid my shirt from my shoulders and dropped it over the back of a chair. "There," she whispered in my ear. "Now things are equal." I broke my kiss with Anne, and turned to Sarah. "So do you two have a plan?" She grinned. "Not really – we thought we'd see how it went." Anne added, "We figured we had a couple of hours before dinner to get started, then the whole night, so there's no rush." "Well," I said, "how about we play it like this. I do my best to give both of you some satisfaction before dinner, then we start all over again when we come back up." "Sounds perfect," said Sarah. "Anne, you can go first." I turned back to Anne, and led her over to the bed. She stretched out on her back, her arms above her head. "That gives me an idea," said Sarah. She knelt by Anne, and clasped Anne's hands in hers. "Now you're a prisoner." Anne grinned, and squirmed her body in a mock attempt to escape. I bent to kiss her breasts through her thin camisole, feeling her nipples harden against my lips. I slipped my hand under the thin fabric to touch her breasts, and she gasped. I slid the camisole up so that her breasts were bare, and my lips returned to them, kissing and suckling. I drew my tongue across the tip of one nipple then the other, and she gasped again. I moved my hand down her stomach, trying to slide it between her legs, but she smiled and kept her legs together. "Prisoner, remember," she said, her eyes closed. I knelt at her feet, and bent to kiss her mound through the fabric of her panties. I slid my tongue between her closed thighs as far as I could. Involuntarily, she flexed her hips, and I put my hands on her knees and gently pressed them apart. She pretended to resist for a moment longer, then her legs parted. I kissed her mound again, then began to run my tongue up and down the narrow strip of fabric over her entrance. I used a finger to pull the fabric aside, and for the first time my tongue was touching her and sliding into her. She moaned. "Take them off," she said. I complied, slipping her panties off over her feet, then returning to continue to run my tongue over her, now seeking the hard nub that would multiply her pleasure. I slid a finger into her, and she flexed her hips against me as I began to stimulate her clitoris more insistently. I put my other hand on her stomach and felt her muscles begin to tense as she moved against me. She started to give tiny cries of pleasure, then to cry out more loudly, until finally she gave a final cry and her body shook. I continued to tongue her until I was sure her climax was finished, then turned my head to rest it on her mound. "Mm," she said as her breathing slowed. "Thanks, Tim." Sarah released Anne's hands, and I returned to a kneeling position. Anne shifted to the side to give Sarah room, and Sarah slipped out of the rest of her clothes, then moved so she was kneeling in front of me. I kissed her lightly on the lips, and she whispered, "Mm, Anne, I can taste you." She kissed me again, this time slipping her tongue into my mouth. I began to caress her breasts, then to brush her erect nipples with my palm. She took my hand and guided it between her legs, and I began to touch her wet entrance and her clitoris. "You can go further back," she murmured against my lips. I obeyed, and used the tip of my finger to caress her rear opening. She gasped, and said, "That feels so good." She shifted position so she was kneeling with her back to me. I slid one hand down the cleft of her bottom until I reached her rear opening again, caressing it with one finger and sliding a fingertip in a little way. With my other hand I stroked her breasts, then moved my hand down over her stomach and mound to touch her entrance and her clitoris. "Oh," she gasped, "that's heavenly, just a pity you can't touch my breasts at the same time." "Forgotten that I'm here?" teased Anne, kneeling in front of Sarah and starting to caress her breasts and nipples. Sarah's reply was incoherent, and I grinned at Anne over Sarah's shoulder as together we brought her to a tumultuous climax, her hands running over her neck and face and twining in her hair. I wrapped my arms round Sarah's waist, and as she recovered her composure she said, "Wow, guys, that was unbelievable." Anne glanced across at the bedside clock. "We have about forty-five minutes, I guess we should start to get ready." I grinned. "Good job I can wait till after dinner, then." The girls went through into the bathroom, and I sat and watched them help each other to shower. "Want to join us?" asked Sarah. "If I did, we would certainly be late for dinner," I said. She grinned, and turned off the water. They stepped out of the shower, and I got in. As the girls dried off, they watched me wash. When I got out, Anne offered me a towel, and I dried myself quickly. "Now come through and see what you're going to be taking off us again later," invited Sarah. I went through and sat on the bed. Both girls put on the sheerest of panties, and Anne a push-up bra. Sarah saw my questioning look. "No-one will notice with my figure that I'm not wearing a bra – and it'll make the dancing more interesting for you." I grinned. "Very thoughtful." Both of them slipped on their dresses, then gave their hair and makeup the finishing touches. I pulled my clothes back on, and we went out into the corridor. "Oops," I said, "need my jacket." I went into my room and retrieved my jacket, then caught up with the girls as they headed down the stairs. We found our table, and I fetched drinks for Sarah and Anne. We sat sipping, and soon the starters were brought. "My favourite, melon," said Sarah. "And they put cherries on, see." I picked up my cherry. "You can have mine." She bent to take it with her lips, and I felt her kiss my fingertips. I glanced across to see her smiling. We quickly finished our starters, and the main course came, chicken in a rich sauce with vegetables. As we ate, the band filed in and began to play softly. I glanced across at John and Kathy, and they smiled. When the main course was finished, a waiter came with a trolley of desserts. The girls chose fruit salad and cream, while I picked profiteroles. I glanced across at Anne as she ate. "You've got a bit of cream..." I said, reaching out a finger. I caught the drop, and she took it from my fingers with her lips, winking at me. The lights dimmed, and we got up and went over to the dance floor. As we danced, I alternated admiring Anne's breasts, accentuated by her pushup bra, and exchanging a knowing smile with Sarah as I spotted her erect nipples showing through her thin summer dress. We danced for a while, then returned to our table for another drink. Then John and Kathy appeared in their going-away clothes. "Thanks, everyone, for coming," John said. "My wife and I –" he glanced at Kathy, and she smiled, "– my wife and I are going to depart now, and leave you to enjoy yourselves." I might have imagined that he glanced over at our table and caught my eye, but he was certainly smiling as he turned to take his wife's arm. I looked back at Sarah. "Ready?" she asked. "I've been ready since Anne let me into your room," I grinned. We got up and slipped out of the room, leaving the rest of the guests to their evening. As we got through the door of the girls' room and Anne closed it behind us, Sarah was in my arms, kissing me passionately. "Never mind starting all over again," she said. "I want you now." I glanced at Anne. She nodded. I helped Sarah lift her dress over her head, then slid her panties down for her to step out of. I undressed, leaving only my boxer shorts. "I got a glimpse while you were showering," said Sarah, "but now to have a proper look what's under there." She pulled down my boxer shorts, then started gently stroking my hardening penis with her fingers. She bent to kiss the tip. "Mm," she said, "I can taste you already." She moved over to the bed. "How do you want me?" "I really enjoyed it when I was kneeling behind you," I said. She knelt on the bed, her back to me, looking over her shoulder. "Your wish is my command." I knelt behind her, and guided my hard tip against her already-wet entrance, then slid into her smoothly. I slid my hands around to cup her breasts, feeling her nipples erect against my palms. "Anything I can do?" asked Anne. "What you did before," managed Sarah as I began to move in and out of her, penetrating her deeply. Anne knelt in front of Sarah, again caressing her breasts and nipples, as I placed my hands on Sarah's hips to control our movement. This time Sarah began to touch herself, pushing her hand against her mound as I slid into her, then stroking her clitoris with a fingertip. "Go for it," she gasped. I moved more urgently in her, feeling my climax approaching, my hands holding her hips, then my orgasm overtook me. As Sarah felt the combination of my movement in her, Anne's fingers on her nipples, and my warm fluid filling her with each spurt, she climaxed, crying out and pushing her hips back against me as though to mould our bodies together. As we both came down from the peak we'd reached, I wrapped my arms around her waist as I had done before, and Anne embraced us both. "That was amazing even to watch," she said. "Hope it won't take you too long to be ready for me, Tim..." A Wedding to Remember It was a memorable wedding. For the bride and groom I don't quite remember. But for me, well there's no way I will forget it. If you have read my previous story you would know I'm writing down all my past experiences. Well this one is from when I was 23 and my lust really knew no bounds. In the midst of partying it up in the Mumbai nightlife, one day I suddenly received a wedding invite. The invite was from one of my old boyfriends. We dated in my younger days, never really got physical but we were more good friends than boyfriend-girlfriend. Anyway, I wouldn't have gone for the wedding had it not been in Goa. Seven week holiday in Goa, with all sorts of intoxicants around was something I didn't want to miss, even though I hardly knew anyone there. It was a January wedding, the weather perfect to get my beachwear out. But I also packed in a few evening dresses for the actual wedding and reception parties. The groom, my ex-boyfriend Ricky told me a friend of his will pick me up from the airport as he himself would be quite busy. Since I was landing up at Goa, I decided to board the flight in shorts and a tank top with small denim jacket which I took off after landing. Ricky's friend was waiting at the arrival with a board with my name written on it. I walked over to him, a little intrigued. Usually, when I walk towards a guy I do get checked out and I do like it. But this guy did not really have lust on his mind. "Hi, I'm Sahil, Ricky's best man," he introduced himself. "Ria, here." He took my bag, like a proper gentleman and quickly we got chatting while heading towards the open top jeep he had hired. On the way to the hotel, we became quite friendly and realised we were Goa virgins, it was our first time in this beautiful place. "Do you want check out the beach-side shacks after we reach? I mean if the festivities haven't started that is," I asked. "Sure, not a lot happening with the wedding party. We definitely can sneak out," he replied gladly. After we reached and I checked into the hotel, I quickly changed into my red thong bikini. I put my shorts back on and the jacket and met Sahil in the lobby. After I got into the car, I asked him if its ok to leave the clothes in the car. "Why did you wear them anyway, we were going to the beach you know, but its ok you can leave the clothes here," he smiled and said as he sped off towards the beach. Sitting next to him in my tiny bikini and wearing my sunglasses, I tried to see if he was eyeing me. But, again he had no reaction. We reached Anjuna beach in Goa when it was around 4PM in the evening. He took his shirt off revealing his well toned torso. We walked towards this shack at the end of the beach. It was about a kilometre long walk and we decided to stop and started having beers at the place as the sun set. Before we knew it, it was already 8 and both of us started getting a little tipsy. I had already taken a couple of dips in the beach and we met this random European couple. We smoked joint with them, drank some more till around midnight. It was a nice friendly night. We walked back well past midnight. The beach was almost empty. Suddenly he asked me, "Do you like sucking cocks?" I was a little stunned as we were walking back, but I was pleasantly surprised. You see, I was in a phase of life where I needed a cock every night. "I do" I replied. He grabbed my hands pulled me towards a corner of the beach where a few rocks formed a small cave. "I need to cum, and you are going to help me," he said as I followed him there without much resistance. Sahil grabbed my head and pushed me down to my knees as he took his shorts off and revealed his cock. It wasn't stiff but it still was long. In a sudden moment I had become incredibly horny. The cold sea breeze against my boobs made my nipples hard with the outline clear on my bikini top. I started to stroke his cock as I slapped the tip against my lips and my cheeks. He moved his hands lower and pushed the material of my bikini top to the sides to reveal my boobs. He started kneading them just to hear me moan. I start to lick the length of his cock as it started to stiffen up. That was the only way I knew he liked it because he was terribly quiet. My tongue wrapped around his cock as my lips started to cover the length of his cock. His hands moved from my boobs to my hair. He grabbed my hair and pulled it off my face as he started to push himself into my mouth. His cock, stiff and thick had filled up my mouth as I tasted his amazing pre-cum in my mouth. My pussy getting wet all the while. Soon I didn't have to do anything, he just started slamming his cock in my mouth. Fucking my face as I looked up at him, loving the feeling of shedding the well-behaved nature and turning into a cock slut. He relentlessly pounded my face. All of a sudden he pulled it out and start grabbed my tits and started fucking my tits. He brought his toes and started rubbing my pussy as he fucked my chest. The sun was slowly rising as the skies were turning into a shade of orange, when he shot his load all over my face and my chest. After I licked it all up, we walked back to the car. I fell asleep in the car so I don't remember how I got back into my room. But I woke up middle of the afternoon the next day with a knock on my door. I walked out of bed to realise I was naked. So I covered myself up with the bed sheet and opened the door. I didn't recognize him. "Sahil's busy running some errands with Ricky, so I'll be taking care of you today. Let me know if you need anything, I'm in room number 1502," he said. "And oh, my name is Aman." "Thanks Aman, but I'm gonna sleep right now," I said and closed the door. I was confused. Did me and Sahil fuck last night or was the blowjob the only thing we did? Why would he not hang out with me again or maybe he is really busy. Either way, Aman's quite cute too, I thought to myself as I went back to sleep. I went down had some lunch and hung around the hotel's pool. Aman walked in and saw me and walked upto me. Now he was full of lust. Did Sahil tell Aman about me? I didn't care. I waved to Aman. "Hey put some lotion on my back," I told him. Aman was clumsy and nervous, almost boyish. But he did as I told him. Almost disrespectfully, I sent him away and asked him to come by 8 to the hotel's nightclub. I went back up and got dressed in sparkly silver dress and in four inch high heels as I walked down and met Aman. He cleaned up nice, in a sharp black suit. We entered the nightclub. The music was insane. The drinks were amazing and we were dancing away like mad. We both shared a pill of ecstacy each as I began to grind my ass on his crotch. The party was still roaring when he grabbed me and motioned me to follow him into the men's room. I was horny once again and we went into the first cubical that was free. Aman was no longer shy and nervous. He knew exactly what he was doing and how to do it. After a deep kiss during which his hand explored all over my body. He spun me around and lifted my dress up above my ass. "You know grinding on my ass only makes me want to fuck it," he said strongly. I moaned out loud, not knowing whether anyone else could hear me. Aman placed the length of his cock on my ass crack and started dry humping it to get it hard. "Oh fuck, do you have lubrication to enter my ass," I said I moaned out loudly. His fingers were rapidly fucking my pussy making my juices flow. His cock was throbbing between my ass. "I'm going to use your juices as lubrication you little slut," he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him. He started kissing my neck as he kept dry humping my ass and fingering my pussy. His fingers were bringing all the juices and putting it all around my asshole as he rubbed my juices all over his cock. He firmly gripped my hair and started to enter me as I let out half a moan, half a scream. His thick cock spreading my ass hole to its limits. "Ahhhh Ria, you need to get your ass fucked more to losen you up," Aman said as he slapped my ass hard. I kept moaning as his fingers kept playing with my pussy. I was so sure people outside the cubical could hear us. But Aman kept going relentlessly. He entered me slowly and fully and kept it there letting my asshole relax and get used to the thickness of his cock. His finger deep inside my wet pussy. "Fuckkk, your cock is so amazing in my ass," I screamed out. "Its been so long since my ass has been fucked." Aman lifted my feet and started pounding my ass like a wheel barrow. I kept fingering my clit as pounded my ass. I was shuddering and shaking as I reached an orgasm and squirmed my juices all over but Aman's stroke's just kept getting firmer and harder. I kept screaming in ecstasy as I could finally feel his cock throbbing and getting close to shooting his load. "Oh baby I'm going to fill you up," he yelled as the first of his shots hit deep inside my ass. It was like a neverending stream of cum flowing inside my ass when he finally pulled out. "Now you can go back to your room," he ordered me. I was a little stunned thinking that he would have wanted to fuck all my holes. But I did pull my dress down and walked out as some men saw me. But I went up straight to my room. The next evening was the wedding. I slept off and woke up in afternoon. I was having a quiet day looking back at the past two days. I was used like a slut. But I hadn't gotten what I wanted. My pussy to be pounded. I was wondering what I had in store for tonight. I met Ricky for lunch and caught up on our lives. Well I spared him the naughty details. He seemed all set to start his married life that evening. His wife seemed quite sweet as well. While speaking with them I asked if there are any more of Ricky's friends I haven't met yet. He just said there's a surprise. I went up and changed into the dress for the wedding. A backless blue gown with a slit right upto my thighs. I tied up my hair into a bun and went to the hotel's ballroom for the wedding. While I walked into the ballroom, someone came from behind, put his hands around my waist and covered my eyes. I couldn't guess who it was. He placed a soft kiss on the back of my neck and revealed himself. It was Vikram, Ricky's best friend since school, and the guy I cheated on Ricky with while I dated him. "How long have you been here?" I said, happily surprised. "All along! Just been busy. But meet me after the ceremony. We have a lot to catch up on," he said. His words sent a tingling down my pussy. I had fun during the party. Dancing with Sahil and Aman. Vikram and I shared a drink and saw off the happy couple who went off on their way to the airport for their honeymoon. Vikram and I went back upto my room. But the surprises had not ended for me. Sahil and Aman both were there waiting for us. "Ria, I know you have been craving for a cock in your pussy," said Vikram as he grabbed me and started rubbing my moist pussy over the fabric of my dress. "Sahil and Aman have fucked your mouth and your ass because I told them to," he went on. "But tonight, all of us will fuck all your holes." He picked me up in his arms and took me and threw me on the bed. "But which one of you is going to go first," I replied as I went onto the bed and started undoing my dress. The boys were taken aback but were happy to hear that. "I will start off with your pussy, let the boys warm up," said Vikram as he took off my dress and threw it. He spread my legs apart as the two guys stared greedily at my pussy and started stroking their cocks. Vikram was all set to go as I started to stroke his cock and rub the head on my pussy lips. I moaned out loud. "Oh you guys better fuck me well today I'm hornier than a slut," I yelled out as Vikram entered me and started fucking my pussy. My juices gushing as his strokes get harder. My boobs shaking away Vikram's hard strokes shake me up. I moan and glimpse from my eye that Sahil and Aman have taken off their clothes and move towards me. Both of them cover each of my nipples with their mouths as I moan louder. My hands running through my head as I reach my first orgasm of the night. Vikram pulls out and tells Aman to lie down. "Now get on top of him and start riding him, Sahil, you always wanted her ass didn't you?" he says as he smack my ass cheeks. I climb on top of Aman's stiff hard cock. His face full of glee as I slide down easily. Vikram brings his cock covered in our love juices to my mouth. "I need cleaning up," he commands me. I obliged and started to lick off the juices from his cock as my lips lock around his cock. His long shaft hitting the back of my throat. My moans get muffled by it as my pussy lips lock around Aman's cock as I begin to ride him. My boobs grazing against his chest as I feel a pair of hands massaging my tits. Sahil gets behind me and spits on my ass then begins to lick my ass crack as his hands massage my breasts. Vikram's hands on my head as his cock fucks my mouth, Aman's cock fucking my pussy and suddenly for the first time in my life, I had a cock in all three of my holes. Sahil, who had the longest cock entered my ass, which he lubed up with his saliva. He barely entered me as I shook hard again and let out a loud scream and squirted all over Aman's cock. Aman and Sahil met each other stroke for stroke as Vikram pulled me head back and started to lick my tits while I stroked his cock in my hands. I could feel throbbing cocks all over me. Aman was definitely close to cumming in my pussy. Sahil was pulsating in my ass while Vikram entered my mouth again. One after the other all three started to cum. Their first time for the night. "Boys, don't stop now," I said I got off Aman. My insides full of cum. "Sahil you still have to fuck my pussy Aman you need to fuck my mouth and Vikram, you have always loved my ass," I said as I licked up his cum leaking on the sides of my lips. "Well you boys start, I need a rest," said Aman. As Sahil lifted my up in his arms and placed his cock in my pussy while he spread my ass. Vikram lined up behind me. I was in between these two strong men standing and holding me up as they began to pound my holes simultaneously. My nails digging into Sahil's back as I moan out in ecstasy. I lean my head back and start to kiss him while his cock rips my as ass with each stroke. Sahil matching Vikram stroke for stroke while burying his face into my boobs. I moan like a slut between the two guys as I start to squirt and reach another orgasm. Vikram shoots his load into my ass along with my own orgasm and then pulled out. Sahil grabbed me and slammed me against the wall as he fucked my pussy hard and fucked it rough. From the wall he put me down on the floor and slammed into my as he reached his own orgasm and shot his load in me. Tired after a few minutes of lying down, I got up onto my knees. Aman was standing with his cock in front of me. Promptly I took his cock into my mouth as my tongue started to play with his cock. My tongue teasing the tip of his cock, licking the spine of his cock as my lips kept sliding from the tip to the bottom. My hands massaging his balls as the others gather around me. I now start to stroke Sahil and Vikram's cock as I suck on Aman's. I time my strokes and suck on Aman's to make sure none of them cums before the other one. As soon as I feel all three are ready to cum, I take Aman's cock outta my mouth and let the cum from three cocks gush over me. I lick up all that I can. Exhausted the boys slowly dress up and lie down as I go in for a shower. I left the shower door open. Vikram enters and starts to lick my pussy in the shower. "I arranged all of this," he says. "I always knew you were slut, wanted you to feel it. I hope you didn't mind." He got back to licking my cunt. His tongue exploring the insides of my pussy which just had three cocks inside it. But yet his expertise with his tongue inside my pussy brought me to another orgasm. We hugged and kissed and just like that he went on his way. I packed up again, sore and sleepy, my flight just two hours away now as the time was 6AM. My first gangbang I thought. I enjoyed it. Loved being a slut, I thought to myself as I slept off in the flight.