A dirty little smile formed on my face as I looked at my husband’s friends. Not even thinking about my husband, I slowly stood up, reached back, and tried to unclasp the back of my dress.
It was my wedding night, the reception was almost over, and Alex, my husband got so drunk he passed out in the hallway bathroom. My husband’s long-time buddies Rob, Daniel, and Victor were standing around him, all intoxicated, and trying to get him up so I won’t see him like that.
“Can you guys wake him up?” I asked.
“No, he’s passed out. He’ll be like this until morning,” Victor responded, slapping my husband’s face several times.
“Don’t worry, Carmen, we’ll make sure he’s fine,” Daniel said.
“Yeah, just like you helped him get wasted…” I mumbled.
Rob and Victor attempted to pull Alex upright, but he slumped back down.
“Can you help me get him back to our room?” I asked.
Rob and Daniel, both big guys, picked Alex up under his arms and half-dragged him down the hallway. Victor trailed behind, as I lead the way to the bridal suite.
Arriving at the suite, I struggled with the key, and finally got the door open and the light on while the guys dragged Alex, following me into the bedroom, and dropped my husband on the bed.
“Oh, I hope he’s alright,” I fretted.
“He’s ok, but it looks like he’ll be out for the rest of the night,” said Victor, while the rest of the guys got Alex’s jacket, tie, and shoes off, and rolled him over onto his stomach.
“There goes my romantic wedding night,” I said nervously as I spotted a bottle of champagne on ice.
“Sorry, Carmen. We didn’t mean to get him this drunk,” Rob responded, gathering up the boys and heading to the door.
“Do you guys want to have a drink with me? I’m not ready to go to sleep, and I’d hate to waste the champagne. It’s my wedding night, and I don’t want to be alone.”
“Sure,” said Daniel and Rob. I found one other water glass to go with the two champagne glasses and poured the guys a drink while I swigged right out of the bottle.
“Victor! You didn’t dance with me tonight,” I said looking at him with dreamy eyes.
“I… I don’t dance,” he said, staring at me.
“Oh, you can’t say no to the bride, c’mon,” I said and grabbed his hands.
We started slow dancing in place to imaginary music, while the others drank and talked. Without anyone else’s eyes on us, Victor put his hands under my head veil and on my bare back, and then on my slender waist. I felt almost fragile in his arms.
I laid my head on his shoulders and he lowered his hands down further, to my tailbone, and then further, over my butt cheeks. In turn, I slid my hands down his back and pressed up against his body and I could feel his hard-on sliding against my abdomen.
I gave Victor a dirty smile but that was as far as he dared take it. He slowly released me and grabbed his glass.
Rob and Daniel sat on each end of a small couch, and I grabbed the champagne bottle and squeezed in between them, my full dress falling over their legs. I took another sip from the bottle and then leaned forward to set it on the coffee table.
“Well, I guess Alex and I won’t be consummating the wedding tonight,” I said straightforwardly.
“What a waste!” said Daniel while he put his meaty hand on my bare shoulder.
I crossed my legs and pulled up on my dress to get comfortable, bunching it up on my lap and exposing my legs. I put my right hand on Rob’s thigh, and my left hand on Daniel’s right thigh.
“Alex won’t even get to see me in the sexy underwear I bought for him. I’m wearing all these expensive undies just for him, and no one’s going to see them.”
“Well, why don’t you show us, then?” asked Victor.
“Oh, don’t tempt me, Victor,” I responded to my husband’s friend that just asked to see my underwear.
“Alex’s not going to wake up. We’ll tell you what we think of your lingerie.”
“Yea, c’mon, Carmen,” Daniel jumped in.
“Sure, no one’s going to know,” Rob chimed in.
A dirty little smile formed on my face as I looked at the guys. Not even thinking about my husband, I slowly stood up, reached back, and tried to unclasp the back of my dress. Rob was quick to get behind me and help with the clasps. After he got a few undone, I climbed up on top of the coffee table in my high heels and faced the couch where Daniel and Rob were sitting. Victor sat on a chair to my left and I caught a glimpse of the tent in his pants as I started to slowly dance to the music in my head.
I slowly swayed from side to side, humming a tune, as I dropped my gown off of my left shoulder. I teased the guys with the right shoulder, pulling it up and down, wiggling my shoulder in their direction. Finally, I took a deep breath and let the dress fall from my shoulders, exposing my lacy white bra.
I worked at a few more buttons in the back as I danced and the guys stared at me, dancing above, then tugged at the sides, and pulled the dress off my hips. I bent over as I pushed it down my legs and as I leaned over, the top of my breasts spilled over the bra cups.
There I was, a twenty-six-year-old newlywed, in my white hose, white garters, white bra, veil, and white high-heeled shoes. My panties were beyond skimpy; tight over my crotch and flat stomach, and quite low, scooping down a little from the thin straps at the side, they were cut so low that half my mound was visible to the audience. My bra cups were cut low, barely covering my nipples and pushing my tits up, ready to fall right out.
The guys cheered as I turned around and showed them my gym-shaped body. Although I was only average in height, my legs were terrific, smooth, shapely, and firm. I also knew my ass looked amazing: two smooth, perfect half-globes with a noticeable bikini tan line.
“Well, what do you think?” I said facing them again.
“We think you’re fucking hot!” Rob said.
“I mean the undies. Are they sexy enough?” I giggled.
“Silk panties?” Daniel asked as he stood up and put his hand on my hip, slowly sliding his hand behind me and squeezing my left butt cheek.
“Yes, and they were all for Alex,” I giggled, not commenting that my husband’s friend was fondling my ass.
“We gotta inspect the merchandise, Carmen. It’s what Alex would’ve wanted,” Daniel said as he strolled up behind me, and put his hands on my bare waist.
He quickly ran his right hand up over my right tit and squeezed it through my bra.
“Dan, you are so naughty!” I grinned and grabbed his hand, guiding it to the top of my panty instead.
He ran his big hand along the top of my elastic waistband, teasing me, slowly lowering the waistband. Victor got up from his chair and walked over while Rob and Daniel fondled me.
“A front-clasp bra,” he said. “You naughty girl!”
Victor quickly reached up and twisted the little clasp. I gasped as my bra fell open, exposing my bare breasts. All three of them stared at my flawless firm tits. Compared to my tanned skin, they were a pale white, with small areolas, and now capped with hardened, pointy pink nipples.
Victor reached up and massaged my left breast and my mouth gaped open in surprise. Meanwhile, Daniel’s hand disappeared down the front of my panty, and leaned in, planting his lips over my open mouth, sliding his tongue inside. When he broke off his kiss, I turned to Rob, and he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue met mine, and I kissed him long and passionately.
Hubby’s friends took turns touching and feeling my body, and I took turns making out with each of them. Victor stood in front of me and slid my delicate panties down my hips, and off my legs, exposing my waxed pussy. He ran his finger up and down my pink slit, and I’m sure he found it very wet.
Slowly, he slid his middle finger into my tight cunt and fingered me as I slowly thrust my hips in and out, spreading my knees apart. Then he moved his face closer, and licked along my slit opening, causing me to shudder.
“Lick my cunt, Victor. I know you want to,” I said and fell back into the couch, spreading my legs wide and smiling at him.
All I was wearing now were my veil, garter belt, garters, stockings, and shoes. Rob and Daniel sat on either side, groping my tits and making out with me. Victor knelt between my legs again and gave me a good tongue whipping.
I grabbed Daniel and Rob’s cocks in their pants and played with them. Rob pulled out his hard cock, and then Daniel pulled out his thick uncircumcised cock. I stroked their cocks while being groped and eaten. My face was burning with lust.
Daniel stood on the couch and stuck his cock in my face. I leaned over and wrapped my lips over his unit, sticking my tongue out and licking the pre-cum from his tip before I stretched my lips wide and took in as much as I could while wrapping my thighs around Victor’s head as he licked my clit.
“I thought you would play a little harder to get, Carmen,” Daniel laughed.
“Well, I needed my wedding night release,” I said pulling away from his cock but still stroking it.
“That you will,” he laughed.
I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth again. I gagged a couple of times as he pushed his cock into the back of my throat and then decided to let my brain go blank and just focus on the sensation between my legs.
“This is going to be the night of your life,” Daniel groaned, as he put his hands in my hair.
After a couple of minutes of sucking, he pulled out and I pushed Victor away from my cunt. Changing positions, I stuck my ass up in the air and continued sucking Daniel while Rob stood on the other end of the couch, with his cock aimed at my pussy. He opened my labia and fingered my bald pussy, then put his hands on my hips, and slid his cock into my dripping cunt. While Rob fucked me doggie style from behind, and I sucked Daniel’s cock, Victor stood in front of the couch, licked his index finger, and started probing my puckered hole.
“Fuck, you are one hot girl,” Victor said, as he slowly slid his finger up my tight asshole and I felt my pussy become even tighter as he went two knuckles deep.
I moaned loudly, as Rob began fucking me. I mean really fucking me, his cock pistoning in and out of me like a well-oiled machine.
“I’m… I’m cumming,” I struggled to say as he kept fucking me, my orgasm rising fast.
“Does Alex make you cum like this?” Victor asked as he wiggled his finger in my dark hole and patted my clit with his other hand.
“Fuuuuuuuuck,” I screamed as my orgasm hit and I reached another dimension.
“That’s right, cum,” he ordered, continuing to slap my clit and finger my ass throughout my orgasm.
“Please, more,” I begged, so far gone, so desperate to keep feeling this intense body-tingling euphoria.
“This is going to be the best wedding night you could ever wish for,” Rob said and started grunting, then exploded his load inside of me.
I moaned as Rob kept fucking me, depositing every last drop of his cum deep inside me and Daniel moved behind me. It was then I knew I was in for the night of my life.
Rob pulled out of me, and I felt his cum leak out of me. Daniel put his hands on my hips and I felt a gush of wetness leak out of me in anticipation, even as I prayed he won’t try to fuck my tight ass.
Thankfully, he didn’t, as I felt a cock slide inside my very wet pussy. As Rob sat on the chair next to the couch, it was Victor’s turn to fuck my face.
“This mouth was made for fucking,” Victor said and shoved his cock past my lips and deep into my mouth.
As he pounded my face, his balls bounced off my chin and I struggled to get used to the rough treatment at first but I soon relaxed and focused on accepting it. Meanwhile, the cock pounding me from behind was stimulating a second orgasm.
“She’s so tight. Alex is fucking lucky,” Daniel said and I began bouncing back on his cock, wanting my orgasm to erupt.
“Oh fuck, fuck, make me cum,” I released Victor’s cock and babbled looking back at him, bouncing even harder on his cock.
And seconds later my orgasm hit.
“Yes,” I screamed, the second orgasm shockingly just as intense as the first.
When he pulled out, I rolled onto my back completely spent, and enjoyed the orgasm that continued to course through my very being.
Victor didn’t let me lie there for long and pulled me down on the floor on my knees, with my head resting on the couch. I turned my head and saw him coating his cock with saliva. Somehow I knew what was going to happen.
“Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” he asked, as I simply stood there.
“No,” I admitted.
He rubbed his cock up and down my ass cheeks and then pushed against my rosebud, slowly sliding his dick inside my ass.
“Relax,” he said.
“That’s easy for you to say,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Oh,” I moaned, as he started pumping in and out of my rear entry, the pleasure and pain creating an unexplainable feeling.
I pushed back on Victor’s cock and enjoyed the pleasure that his cock in my ass brought, grunting and trying to keep a rhythm as he pumped me hard.
“Ooohhhh! Ohh! Ohhh! “ my moans echoed off the walls as Victor held onto my hips and stretched my asshole.
Suddenly, I lifted my ass and I came for the first time with a cock up my bum, the pleasure intense and overwhelming as I was fucked to submission.
“Good girl,” Victor said and pulled out of my well-used ass and grabbed my hair, sticking his cock in my face.
I took his cock in my mouth and gobbled it down, my long blonde hair hanging over my face. After a couple of seconds, cum splattered the back of my throat as Victor came without warning. swallowed it all the best I could, but I did gag a bit and some cum was spit out as he pulled out. Not wanting to leave any evidence, I licked up the small gob of cum from the floor and then we all sat on the couch, naked, and panted in unison.
“I’m going to shower before I crawl in with my husband,” I said.
The guys quickly got dressed and snuck out the door. I took one last look around to see if there was more to clean up and then I looked inside the bedroom door. Alex was still on his stomach, still in his tuxedo pants and white shirt. It appeared that he hadn’t moved an inch since we put him there.