[MFF] Post COVID Wedding Threesome! Part 1 real sex stories

Part 1

Since my first story, about hooking up with an ex and her new boyfriend my sex life has pretty unremarkable. I met a beautiful blonde. M is tall, blonde and curvy. We have a great, if predictable sex life and got married just before things shut down. We have kept mostly to ourselves over the past year and not been able to see a lot of our good friends. With vaccinations on the rise and restrictions being pulled back, we were so excited to go to one of my college friend’s weddings over the weekend. They have had to delay twice, and were finally able to pull it off this weekend. It would be the first time our circle of friends could get together since our wedding. While it will seem obvious right away where things are headed, there was zero planning or preparation beforehand.

The maid of honor was my good friend C. C is a gorgeous fit brunette who is about my height. We’ve been good friends for years and while I had initially had a crush on her, by the time we were both single we decided we were worth more to each other as friends then a relationship that would probably be doomed to flame out. C has been single for awhile and has the screenshots to prove she was picking from a pretty shallow dating pool. She took COVID restrictions more serious than most, and would go months without leaving her house for something besides a trip to the grocery store. Typically very conservative, she was texting everyone how excited she was for the wedding and the opportunity to cut loose.

The wedding was at a hotel. Most of the guests were staying there, the ceremony and reception would happen at the banquet hall downstairs, and there was a nice bar for the after party. We rolled in early Saturday morning, C was already there for the rehearsal dinner the night before. After a big hug I cut right to the chase “How’s the bachelor selection?” “(The Groom’s) friends are soooooo weird, I’m screwed.” I chuckled, “Sounds like you’re the opposite of screwed” She rolled her eyes and scurried off to help the bride get ready.

We got to our room to get ready for the ceremony. Being in a hotel for the first time in a year had us pretty riled up. M and I helped ourselves out of the gym clothes we had showed up in and had a nice quickie on the big hotel bed. Pressed for time and knowing there were wedding guests in the rooms to either side, we kept it pretty quick and quiet. I didn’t cum, wanting to save my energy for after the wedding, but I went down on M’s freshly shaved pussy and made sure she had a leg shaking orgasm.

After we caught our breath we got ready for the wedding. I worked a light blue suit, she wore a floral dress that did a great job of showing off her ample cleavage. With her post sex glow, and hair and makeup done for the first time in months, she was a real knockout. We headed downstairs to meet up with our friends and have a beer before the wedding.

C was getting ready with the bridal party, so we didn’t see her until she was walking down the aisle. The bridesmaids wore light neutral colored dresses. C’s was a shade of gray and showed off her still fit figure despite the months inside. Done up more than usual, she was giving my wife a run for her money.

The wedding ceremony was short and unremarkable. except for the fact that everyone was a little extra emotional being at a “normal” event for the first time in months. The drinks were flowing at cocktail hour, I was chilling on some G&Ts while my wife put a dent in a bottle of wine. C was noticeably more reserved, clearly wanting to nail her toast as maid of honor. When we had a moment aside, I asked if she had seen any cute guys yet. “Fuck off, I’m dancing with you and M tonight.” “Sounds good to me, just don’t make my wife too jealous” she rolled her eyes again and we returned to the rest of our groups conversation. This was pretty standard banter for us over the years, and only predictive of what was to come in hindsight.

Dinner was pretty standard, C nailed her well prepared and heartfelt toast. As the crowd settled after her toast, I couldn’t help but notice she downed her champagne in a single swig. She was at our table, I hopped up for a refill and grabbed M & C a healthy pour of red wine. After dinner the dancing portion of the evening was especially lively, reminiscent of our drunken college nights in sweaty dive bars. Couples playfully grinded, and single folks like C bounced from couple to couple, occasionally inserting herself between us. At one point the guys stepped into the lobby to chat and catch the derby, I couldn’t help but notice M & C playfully dancing and flirting. Neither had ever expressed interest in females, let alone each other, but I now know they were laying the groundwork for the rest of the evening. They knew each other through me, and were always friendly, although at the outset of our relationship M was jealous of C. I had told her the truth, while I had had a crush on her years ago, she was too good a friend to fuck around with.

During one last round of dancing, I couldn’t help but notice C was giving M and I some extra attention. Even still, I chalked it up to letting some stress out and being fun and flirty. At the after party, we were retelling war stories from the glory days, bar brawls, one night stands, etc. C and I got up for refills at the same time “Sorry there weren’t more eligible bachelors, any plans for the rest of the night?” “M told me to come up to your room for a nightcap, that work for you” Finally my spidey senses were kicking in. “That’d be amazing, lets make this the last round and head up”

The festivities were naturally breaking up at that point anyway, we were past our prime and it was a comparatively early night. I don’t think any of our friends even picked up on the fact C headed to our room instead of her own. Upon getting inside the girls flopped on the bed, and I went to the mini fridge for a round of beers and gatorades. Once we settled in we talked about some life stuff, family work, and eventually C’s dating life. After recounting a few app based horror stories, she got a little emotional saying the lack of meaningful human contact had been hard for her. M wrapped an arm around her, told her we had missed her, and that everything would be okay. I honestly believe it was not until that moment that someone made the choice that this would be the night things took a radically different turn. After looking up, the girls leaned in towards each other and kissed. Just a peck, but they didn’t back away from each other. They stared, in shock of what just happened (I was staring too obviously). A moment later it seems they both made some sort of silent agreement, and they kissed again, properly making out this time. Their hands started to wander this time, venturing between shoulders and hips. I stood still as a statue, worrying if I startled them the dream I was living in would end.

At some point they broke their kiss and my not sober dumb ass opened my big mouth. “C, do I have to beat you up for kissing my wife?” M jumped in “Don’t act like you didn’t love that” While we had never discussed anything like a threesome, everyone knew I had no objections to two beautiful women making out, even if I was married to one. “I’m sure you’ll make it up to me” M leaned in for a kiss, I immediately recognized the foreign taste of C on her lips. As we made out I figured it was time to shoot my shot, I reached around and unzipped M’s dress, not taking it off, but opening the door for things to keep going. “I know C hasn’t been waiting a year to make out like it’s prom, why don’t you two get more comfortable.” With that, M returned to C, and to my delight, they took my lead. In addition to continuing to makeout, zippers were undone, straps were slid off shoulders, and dresses hit the floor. While M was a familiar sight, C was stunning in her nude colored thong and bra. Kisses began to move to necks and shoulders, and hands ventured to asses and breasts. I sat back, taking off my jacket and shirt, leaving on a undershirt and pants, knowing that memories of what was in front of me would replace anything r/gonewild could muster in my fantasies forever.

Eventually both girls took a breath and remembered I was in the room as well. “Want to makeout with my husband C?” While I certainly hadn’t been flaccid, my cock was instantly the hardest it has ever been. I’m a little surprised it didn’t need medical attention. With a slightly inebriated smile, C slid over, draped her hands over my shoulders, and leaned in for a deep kiss. I met her happily, my hands quickly taking her hips to pull her closer. While I was VERY focused on my friends tongue being in my mouth, I couldn’t help but notice my wife’s hand doing away with my belt and starting to undo my pants. My hands got bolder, I took C’s firm ass into my hands as I wiggled my hips so that M could help me out of my pants and underwear. Since she was pulling off my boxers, I figured it was time we all got naked, I undid C’s bra and let it fall to the bed. I pulled her close, allowing her firm tits to press against my chest. M must have removed her own bra, and she kissed C’s shoulder as she started stroking my cock.

Before things went any further, I wanted to make sure this wasn’t going to be the last time I was ever getting laid. “As much fun as I’m having, I’m not getting divorced over this, what are the rules?” M replies “Are you going to leave me for C?” “Never, baby, she is a good kisser though” “C can do whatever she’s comfortable with” C blushed, and I finally got a good look at her phenomenal tits “I’m not trying to be a home wrecker guys, why don’t I watch you two?” M smiles, pulls her hair back, and, as if it was an invitation, takes my cock in her mouth. After both of us watch my cock disappear in M’s mouth, I get C’s attention and make a smoochy face. She works her way around M’s bent body to lean in and resume kissing. One hand is on my wife’s shoulder while the other explored my friends nipples.

C started making some soft moans as I rolled her nipples between my fingers, so I thought I’d test the girls boundaries. “M, do you want some help from C?” Her head popped up with an enormous smile “I know you want her to help” She offered my cock like a mic at karaoke, and C nervously leaned in to accept. What came next could easily be described as the most blissful moment of my life. The months of repressed urges mixed with red wine led to what can only be described as a perfect blowjob. The women’s tongues and mouths were in perfect synchronization. They slid up and down in unison. One took the tip in her mouth while the other worked my balls. At some point M took a break to kiss me, giving C the opportunity to take all of me in her mouth. That was the final straw and I shuddered as I sent an enormous load into the back of her throat. Laughing at my cartoony orgasm, M leaned in to give C a kiss and get a taste.

This is taking way to long to write, the girls still had their panties on at this point. I’ll post the rest as soon as I’m done writing! Luckily the night wasn’t over.

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