The bridesmaid came closer to us, lifting up her dress as she went. There was no hiding anything that we had done, with my dress skirt up over my ass and the best man’s cock out. “You guys got me really wet watching that show. It looked like you were both really enjoying it. I want to try some!”

I had no problem with her joining us, and looking at the best man I could tell that he didn’t either. She was sexy, with her long hair piled up elegantly on her head and her bridesmaid’s dress showing off her cleavage and her curves. I motioned her over, turning so that I could sit on the bench, although I didn’t pull my dress back down.

“You take a turn. My pussy is sore, and I need a little break. But I wouldn’t mind watching the two of you together, that would be fucking hot.”

They both grinned at me, and then the best man grabbed the bridesmaid’s jaw and angled her head so that he could kiss her. I watched them together, pulling at each other’s clothes and feeling up each other’s bodies, and my hands started to wander over my own body. I decided that I was going to mirror his actions on her body with myself.

So when he caressed her neck and collarbone, I did the same thing to myself. His hands wandered down to her gorgeous tits, and mine followed. I pinched my nipples when he pinched hers, and we both gasped at the feeling. Her hands were also wandering, feeling the hard muscles underneath his suit and then down to his cock, wrapping her hand around it. She didn’t seem to mind that there were my juices and his cum covering it, she just used the slick to lubricate her palm as she jerked him.

After he fondled her tits for a while he moved his hands down between her legs. I pulled my feet up so that they were sitting on the bench and my knees were spread wide, exposing my pussy fully to the warm night air. I could tell he was touching her clit from the way that she jumped and moaned, so I brought my hands down to play with my little clit too. My pussy was sloppy from the fucking that I had just gotten, and I gathered my juices on my fingers to rub circles into my clit.

“Sit on the bench,” he said to her, pulling away from her mouth to give her the order. “I need to fuck you now.”

He was fully hard again and she glanced down at his cock, licking her lips, before she complied. She hiked her dress up around my hips and copied my pose sitting on the bench with her knees up and spread. I rubbed my clit harder seeing her little hole eagerly dripping for his dick.

He positioned himself at her entrance, bracing one hand on the back of the bench for leverage, and started pushing. Her eyes went wide and she threw her head back, moaning. I used my free hand to push three fingers into myself, disregarding how sore my pussy was from its pounding. As he thrust his cock deep inside of her, I followed along with my fingers until both of us were buried to the hilt. I never stopped rubbing my clit while we did this, and I could feel the tingling of an orgasm starting in my belly.

He started to fuck her, and I got to watch as he pulled out so that the tip of his cock head was barely inside of her, and then thrust all the way back in. She held her knees back against her chest and took his dick so well, crying out every time he thrust in so that he hit her cervix. Watching them, I was remembering the feeling of being fucked, and I moved my fingers in and out of my pussy, rubbing up against my g spot every time.

They worked their way up to a furious pace, the best man pounding into the bridesmaid while I fucked myself on my fingers. He reached down to start flicking her clit, and I knew that she must be close from the noises she was making and the way her legs had started to shake. I rubbed myself faster, keeping my pace in time with theirs, and I managed to time it so that when she started to come on his cock I pinched my clit and sent myself soaring into space too.

We both writhed on the bench together, our cunts clenching down on the intrusions that were making us feel so good. I kept my eyes open so that I could watch her orgasm, and then met the best man’s eyes when he came. His hips stuttered in her pussy and he froze before pulling out and turning to me. He jerked himself off with his hand one, two times and came in ropes all over my exposed stomach.

We were all panting, sweat coating our entire bodies, and then the bridesmaid started giggling. “I was supposed to come find him, everyone at the reception was wondering where he was. Now they’re going to ask me where I was too! Don’t worry though, this will be our little secret.”