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One of my best friends got married last year and it was an exciting time. I was very involved in the planning. There were engagement parties, showers, events. I helped her pick out her dress as well as our bridesmaid dresses. Then of course there was the bachelorette party which was wild and sexy, but that is a story for a another time.

Leading up to the wedding I was so incredibly horny for several days. I was single at the time and it seemed like it had been ages since I had slept with a man. All the talk of love and romance, the elegance of it all. It had me dripping.

As the wedding date approached I started to meet some of the groomsmen. They were a group of sexy young men that had gone to school with the groom. A few in particular had caught my eye but to be honest I would have liked to have dated any of them.

At that point in my life I was so horny always. I just wanted to discover a guy to date and fuck me on the regular. Any of these young men would do. All they needed to do was ask.

The wedding date arrived and it was a gorgeous ceremony. Everything was perfect.

The reception was a blast. The reception was at a very nice hotel where most of the wedding guests were staying.

There was a lot of drinking, socializing, and dancing. I had danced with several of the suitable men at the reception including most of the groomsmen. Everyone was having a great time. A night to remember for sure.

One of the sexiest of the groomsman was really pursuing me, flirting and carrying on. He was tall and handsome, chiseled very muscular, very fit. He towered over my much shorter frame. It was clear what he was after. Pursuing me very aggressively, trying to get into my pants.

After a little while his friend came over and joined the conversation. He was a little shorter but also very handsome and more charming than his friend. Much more subtle in conversation. Very flirtatious and funny, a lot of gentle touching, body language.

I was melting for both of these young men. Little did they know. Or maybe they could sense it?

Either way, they were both showing me a lot of attention. And I was eating it up laughing and flirting back with the two of them.

I noticed a few glances from other women at the reception. I started to feel a little self-conscious about openly flirting with two men at the same time, in front of a room packed with acquaintances no doubt. Not proper etiquette for a bridesmaid for sure. Not to mention I was also feeling really tipsy and moving closer to sloppy drunk with each new glass they handed me.

They were loosening me up. Getting me lubricated for whatever it was that they wanted to do to me. Breaking down any inhabitations I had. Any reservations about what I was doing, and how it might look to others.

Would people call me a slut? I didn’t care. Not at that moment. I was along for the ride.

They were reading my signals, reading my cues, that I was there to party and that I needed desperately to get fucked. It was written allover my forehead, written allover my actions. I needed a hard cock that night and they both knew it.

There at the wedding reception, the three of us huddled around one another. Our conversation turned to relationships and dating. They were plowing me with compliments. How pretty my eyes were, how soft my hair was, how good I smelled, telling me how sexy my my body looked in my bridesmaid dress.

Little did they know I was already dripping in my panties at that point. Or maybe they did know? I was so ready for what they had in mind.

The taller guy suggested we all get out of there. Go up to their hotel room and have a drink. Keep the party going. The reception was sort of winding down and we took the elevator up to to the room the two of them were sharing at the hotel.

On the elevator my heart was racing, I was so excited but also a little scared. I knew that I was gonna go through with it, but I was still very nervous.

I hadn’t figured out which of these men I liked better. One tall, handsome, direct and aggressive. The other charming, witty, and funny.

I knew I wanted to fuck one of them, but was not sure which, or how things would play out. I had a room in the hotel as well so maybe I could take one of them back to my room after we had a few drinks.

Once inside, it was a standard hotel room, with two beds, much like my own.

We went there with the premise that we would have a drink and they poured me one and we sipped. I was so nervous but still so incredibly turned on. I felt so sexy there leaning against the wall still in my bridesmaid dress sipping my drink. The two men were eyeing my whole body, looking me up and down. I knew something was gonna happen but I did not know what exactly.

The charming shorter guy sat his drink down and walked over to me. He leaned in and kissed me slow, deep and wet. I felt the taller guy come behind me and he started feeling me up, running his hands all along my curves as I kissed his friend.

When he started touching my breasts and my ass, I turned away from kissing his friend and gave him a hungry kiss. I felt his friend begin to unzip my dress as I continued my kiss with the taller of the two. Before I knew it my dress was at my ankles and they both touched and groped all over my body. My body tingled with excitement. There sandwiched between these two hunky men as one undid my bra and the other pulled my panties off. I was completely naked between the two of them, both still fully clothed.

I walked over and laid down on the bed and told them they should undress. They were both in their tuxedoes and looked so handsome standing there looking at my naked body waiting for them to disrobe, watching them both with lustful intentions.

As they undressed, I lifted my legs to show them my pussy. So wet and sticky already, before they even touched it. I rubbed myself as they both stripped down. Eyeing me as they quickly removed their clothing. Elegant wedding attire strewn all over the floor of their hotel room as I waited for them to join me on the bed.

In no time the shorter guy had gotten on the bed and knelt near my face. I turned my head and welcomed his cock inside of my mouth. The taller guy got down between my legs and started licking up and down my slit and finger fucking me. I was so fucking wet and ready to get fucked. I had been waiting forever.

I paused from sucking and looked down at his face buried in my sloppy pussy and I begged him to fuck me. He looked up seeing how in need I was. He stood up and I saw his cock larger and thicker than the one I was sucking. I was in desperate need to feel that large thick cock inside of me.

I went back to sucking his friend as he started teasing my entrance with his fat cock, slapping it against my clit before feeding me the head a little and pulling back out. Teasing me by inching in slowly, then pulling away, prolonging the act of penetration.

When he did slide it in all the way I had to pull his friend out of my mouth to moan it felt so good. But only for a second before I went back to sucking. My sounds muffled with him inside my mouth as his friend fucked my cunt.

There was no talk of condoms and for a moment I though about it, but I let him enter me bare. I needed dick too bad to protest. I had been waiting so long.

He started thrusting in and out and his pace increased. This went on for about five minutes before I stopped sucking his friend and told him I was gonna cum. That is when he started pounding me hard, so hard I could no longer suck the friends cock and had to just hold it in my hand. I came hard on his cock loudly crying out. He pulled out and shot his cum all over my belly, in unison.

When he was finished he stepped away and I went back to sucking his friend’s cock for a few more seconds before he pulled away and came around between my legs and started to fuck me.

He slid into me with ease, taking up where his friend had left off. He fucked me hard and fast for a couple of minutes with his friends cum still on my stomach. I came again and he pulled out and shot his cum in the same spot his friend had.

After they had both finished I laid there on the bed completely satisfied. But I had a feeling we were not done.

They walked around the room naked, we all did for the rest of the night. They fixed themselves another drink and I laid there rubbing their cum into my skin.

I walked to the bathroom to clean up and came back out. They were both kicked back on a chair and sofa in the room, they had turned on the TV and I poured myself a drink and I sat between them.

We casually talked and the flirting continued, I was getting horny again and I noticed the shorter guy was stroking his cock. I got down and started sucking him. The taller friend came over and put his cock close and I would go back and forth between the two of them.

I licked up and down both of them, I sucked on their balls. I gave them the sloppiest head I ever gave. Like a cock-sucking whore for the two of them. They both came almost simultaneously, both of them grunting and breathing heavy as they used me. The shorter guy released into my mouth and the taller guy on my face, leaving a couple of ropes across the bridge of my nose, as I swallowed his friend’s load shot directly into the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop I could even scooping the cum off my face and licking it up off my fingers.

Before too long the guys were ready to fuck again. I sucked them both off to get them hard and this time they had me get on my hands and knees on the bed and they took turns on me. Spitroasted, one would be in my pussy and I would suck the other. Then they would switch. This went on for hours.

Feeling them inside, tasting myself on their cocks. Then another switch, and then another. They talked to each other, they coordinated, telling each other what to do to me, or what they were gonna do. In communication with each other as they organized the beat down they were putting on my fuck hole, and my mouth. They talked about me as if I was not there. I was their object, their toy, their vessel of pleasure. They worked me.

They fucked like studs the two of them. Both fit, and muscular, strong and full of stamina. Able to fuck me as long as they wanted having already came a few times already. This is when the real workout started. My soft limber body getting used and roughed up by these two strange me. Using me for their pleasure. My only purpose in that moment.

I held on as much as a could, but they were working me so hard I had to let it go. I did not care who could hear it. I got lost in the moment.

I must have sounded like the biggest slut as I moaned and cried out over and over. My voice echoing down the hotel hallway. Most certainly heard by other wedding attendees, friends and family of the bride and groom. Listening to the dirty whore of a bridesmaid back in the room getting her brains fucked out by two men.

We all got on this wavelength together, where whichever one that was fucking me would pull out when he was close to cumming, they would switch places and I would gently lick and suck on his cock as his urge to cum would go down, keeping him hard, as the other would fuck me until he was about to cum, and then they would switch places again. And then repeat over and over. They were using me to edge each other.

I lost count of how many times I came that night. It was dozens for sure.

We continued to fuck all night long in every position we could think of. Sometimes I would fuck just one of them. Sometimes both of them at the same time. Sometimes I would just suck them off. They roughed me up, manhandled me, twisting my body, slapping me, choking me, spit, hard poundings, fucking my throat. They were animals and I loved every minute, they came in my pussy, on my face, on my belly, tits and ass. My body was sticky with dried up cum.

The last time we fucked they had me in a missionary position much the way we had started. I looked over at the clock and it was after 5am and we had been going at it all night long.

They were both gentle and sweet for the final act. Maybe they could sense what they had put me through? I held their strong arms and looked up into their eyes as they fucked me one last time, first one and then the other. As they orgasmed, their final of the night, both of their loads just a few drops of cum. I had drained them both. Tapped them out.

I was proud of myself for taking it. Hours of rough and steady sex. Just what I had been needing. I was proud of my sore little pussy hole for taking such a pounding.

We all collapsed on the bed exhausted and fell asleep. I was between the two of them.

I woke up at about 10am, got dressed, and cleaned myself up the best I could. Careful not to wake them, I tiptoed out of the room and back down the hall to my own hotel room. I took a long, hot, shower and reminisced about the night before. The biggest grin on my face as I washed away their cum from my body. Cleansing my impurity, washing away my sins from the night before. I giggled and shook my head not believing what had just happened.

I checked out of the hotel and drove back home and rested and recovered.

A few days after the wedding I got a text message and it was a group text with just the three of us.

We kept in touch regularly for a few weeks. They kept me horny with all kinds of sexy talk in this group text. Telling me what they did to me, what they wanted to do to me next time. They kept pushing me for another threesome. I learned they lived together. Shared an apartment. Eventually I agreed.

We did it a few more times. I went over to their place and let them fuck me. Had a another threesome. Twice actually. I also fucked them both individually a few times. These other hookups were fun, but it had lost some of the excitement, some of it’s luster.

Nothing could ever compare to the night of the wedding, when I first met these two men and let them have their way with me. The night that will go down as the best night of sex I will ever have. Nothing.

NSFW: yes

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