Stuck at a Bachelorette Party Pt. 05

This story picks up immediately after the events of part 4, so it might be confusing if you haven't read that one yet. Thanks for reading!

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Looking at the video later, Ethan would realize that the two women spent over twenty sweaty minutes passionately entwined as he watched. And they weren't nearly done.

"Holy shit." Marissa broke the silence, looking at Julie. "That was amazing. Was that really your first time with a girl?"

"Yeah, unless you count a little kissing and petting."

"Well you're a fucking natural then. I've had a lot of sex, but I've never experienced anything like that." She shot a glance at Ethan. "You too, stud. I didn't let you do that much, but you came up big whenever I told you to. And it was hot as hell knowing you were watching. Tell me we got all of that on video."

"I think we even got what you just said on video." Ethan jumped up to turn off the recording, handing Marissa's phone back to her. "I would love a copy of that, if you two are okay with it."

Julie answered, "I think so. Maybe. Let's talk about it later."

"Don't think we forgot about you, Ethan. If you're up for more, I think we can come up with some more tricks. Besides, I believe you and Julie were planning a little P-in-V hookup, and I distinctly heard her say she had a whole thing of condoms and you had a nice cock." She winked at him. "Can we take a little break, though?"

"Yeah, me too. I wouldn't be able to walk tonight if we kept going right now." Julie lifted herself from the bed. "You guys cool if I take a shower?" They nodded, and she headed to the bathroom.

"Yo, Ethan!" Marissa whispered excitedly, after Julie left. "I think she likes you. I don't think she'd ever admit it, but you two could be a regular thing."

"She's been pretty clear she doesn't want commitments."

"That's right, play it cool, just like that!" she teased in a hoarse whisper. "Whatever it is, dating, hookups, threesomes, you two are good together."

"I thought you were into her? And that last thing you guys did was pretty intense."

"Fuck yeah it was. But I think that was just sex stuff. You have to fuck a woman with your heart, not just your body. I think Julie's cool having fun with women, but in her heart, she wants to be with a man. Like me, I'm bi, but I'm closer to lesbian than straight. I think guys are hot, but I would never want to live with one."

As Marissa continued to talk, Ethan was suddenly aware of her nudity, but mostly because of how normal it seemed.

"You wanna know something else? You're the first guy to ever get in my ass."

"Really?" Ethan was shocked, but Marissa only nodded suggestively in return. "But you did all those ..... things. I don't even know what to call them."

"I like anal play, but I've never taken a dick there before. Most of that was spur-of-the-moment stuff." She shrugged. "You did good, especially how you played around my hole, rather than jackhammering the whole time. I set you up so you wouldn't take too long because I was afraid you'd go all testosterone freak on me, but you did good. I was almost ready to cum."

The smell of steam filled the room as Julie exited the bathroom in a white robe.

"I'm next!" Marissa exclaimed as she sprinted inside. "I really have to pee."

"Could you open the window and turn on the AC?" Julie said absent-mindedly as she pulled a bottle of lotion from her bag. "It is hot, sticky, and smells of sex in here.

Ethan complied, returning to Julie. "Can I ask you something?"

She cocked her head, unsure.

"It's fine if you say no, but can I kiss you?" Ethan continued before Julie could jump in. "I know you don't want commitments, and I'm good with that, too. I just think sex is best with intimacy --and trust, like you said-- and I saw what you two just shared, and I'd like a bit of that."

Julie leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Kiss me now, but only if you intend to fuck me later. Everything stays in this room when we're done."

Taking advantage of their position, Ethan whispered into her ear, taking care to graze her ear with his lips and tongue as he did so. "Your ass is mine tonight." Ethan turned her face to his and kissed her passionately.

Unsure whether Ethan meant 'ass' literally or figuratively, Julie decided to just go with it. "All right, it's on then. You'd better take a shower after Marissa, though."

"You know, it's also possible I'm just super horny. What you two did just now was.... I don't even know what to say."

"I know, right? I did a lot of new things today, but nothing felt awkward or stumbling. New things so often do, but it all just kind of worked." She looked at the ruined bed as she continued spreading lotion over her long legs. "It was hot with you, too. I think you, me, and Marissa have some kind of chemistry."

The way Julie was leaning, Ethan had a clear view of her landing strip and pussy. Somehow, it felt dirtier peeking under her robe than it had when she was spread-eagled on the bed.

"You don't have to pretend, you know." Julie undid the belt of her robe in a sweeping motion, revealing herself to Ethan.

"You were like this the other night, too, sneaking little peaks at my panties. I'm happy you like it. Happy enough to give you another shot once you get back from the shower." The last four words came out in a playful grunt as she shoved Ethan towards the bathroom door Marissa had just exited.

Ethan could hardly contain his excitement as he showered. The hotel bathroom was full of steam and smelled like wet towels, but he did a thorough job cleaning himself. He even freshened his breath using some mouthwash he found on the counter. So it was a bit of a letdown when he returned to find the two women calm as can be, sitting up in bed, fully covered in robes, scrolling on their phones, and sucking on lollipops. He suddenly felt exposed, both because he only wore a small towel and he was sure the girls had been talking about him. There were no more robes, should he put his clothes back on for now?

"You might want to check your phone," Marissa said nonchalantly. "It went off a few times while you were in the shower."

Ethan grabbed it, annoyed that he was probably going to get pulled back into wedding bullshit; not now, he thought to himself. There were a few messages from family checking in, but the top message had come from an unknown sender. Clicking into the thread, he saw a series of photos. The first pic was of Ethan's shoe, and a second showed a woman's hand placing something inside. The text accompanying these photos read--

Unknown number: 2, please.

It only took a moment to fish the remote from his shoe, and a moment longer to recognize the significance. A quick thumb of the up-arrow elicited a quiet buzzing on the other side of the room, as well as a moan from Julie.

Okay, this was something.

He thumbed it again, to what he assumed was level two, and both the buzzing and the pace of her breathing intensified. His towel started to tent with his erection.

Another buzz drew his attention back to his phone.

Unknown number: Keep your phone in your hand, there's more to cum.

This was followed by a smiley face, but when he looked at the women, they only stared into their phones, smirking around the white sticks of their suckers. Another picture grabbed his attention, this time of his pants with the same hand deep in his front pocket. This clue led to another vibrator remote and a fresh text.

Unknown number: Just turn me on, the settings are ready.

Another click, another buzz, and another moan from Julie followed, although this time, she had to brace herself against the bed.

The phone started buzzing nonstop, and Ethan was treated to a litany of photos of the girls sticking their tongues out at the camera, kissing, and flashing their tits. Nice. Another photo appeared, featuring a candy wrapper, which initially made no sense. Upon closer inspection, Ethan saw that the suckers were intended to trigger salivation, and he looked up again to see the women smiling broadly. They each held a sucker in front of them, and he could see that they were shaped like little cock heads.

Unknown number: Party favors from last night

There was also a screen grab of two women sucking a guy off together. Ethan's cock pushed the tiny hotel towel completely from his waist, and the two women raised their index fingers in a 'come hither' motion. He reached to set his phone on the table, and they both shook their fingers to tell him to keep hold of it. They began stalking towards him on all fours, the suckers back in their mouths.

Julie took the first taste, licking him root-to-tip in one long motion. Just as she slid from his glans, Marissa's tongue found the bottom of his shaft and repeated the motion. They both did this several more times with the lollipops in their mouths, and the effect was unbelievably sexy. Then they each took a ball in their mouth and sucked, while Julie pulled her phone from the pocket of her robe. His phone buzzed again.

Julie: turn them both up

He clumsily found the remotes as her mouth closed over the head of his cock, and he raised the level of both remotes. This time, Julie's moan reverberated through his stiff cock, but he was distracted by another buzz from his phone. Brown skin told him this was a photo of Marissa, and the photo showed the double-ended dildo bent to penetrate her pussy and ass simultaneously.

His testicle fell wetly from Marissa's mouth as she nodded at him, lifting her robe and turning around to show him her ass. Unlike in the picture, Ethan could see that the bend of the dildo meant the ends were pushing outward, stretching her pussy and ass in opposite directions with delightful tension. Marissa started bouncing on the dildo as she returned to working his balls, and Julie was bobbing greedily up and down Ethan's cock. He was sure he had never been this turned on in all his life.

last thing followed by a peach emoji.

A picture came through, featuring Julie's ass and pussy, each plugged with a vibrator. Marissa's buttplug filled Julie's ass, while the U-shaped vibe covered her clit, with the other end disappearing between her puffy lips.

Julie: You can take me however you want. I trust you

Holy shit. Holy shit. The words echoed through Ethan's head, until he realized he was staring at the phone dumbfounded and silent.

"Holy shit," finally escaped his brain and exited his mouth. "That is so fucking sexy." He tucked a strand of hair behind Julie's ear. "Anything? Really?"

Julie nodded her head with his cock still in his mouth, and she fingered a quick text.

Julie: ANYTHING you want, so long as I get fucked. Hard. Eggplant emoji. Steel beam emoji. Spraying water emoji. Peach emoji. Train going into a tunnel emoji. Smiling woman emoji.

Taking his cue, he pulled Julie's mouth from his cock, noticing the string of sticky spit connecting her mouth to the head. He directed her downwards, grabbing Marissa's hair from the back and bringing them into a deep kiss. The spit from the sexy suckers flowed from their mouths as they kissed, then he pulled them back to him.

"Go deep, Julie, show Marissa what a porn star you are."

Without delay, Julie took his throbbing cock down to the root, then showed off a little by extending her tongue to lick his balls while he was bottomed out.

"Damn girl." Marissa gawked. "You're no joke! I think you might just be some kind of sex superstar." Marissa spied long strings of spit dripping from Julie's mouth and coating her face, and began slurping them up one by one.

Ethan pulled them both up and pushed their mouths together on the tip of his cock. They tongue kissed around his glans, and this felt even better than he imagined when he saw it in porn, but he pulled them away, knowing he didn't want to blow his load too early. As nice as it would be to cum right then, he wanted more, and he knew they did, too.

He spanked them both on the butt, and said, "All right, I want two asses in the air on that bed over there."

The girls nearly jumped onto the mattress.

"Actually, why don't you two kiss for a minute while I get my shit together?"

The girls shrugged, then started tonguing each other deeply as Ethan grabbed things from around the room.

"You two still good with filming?"

A wet 'yes' broke their kiss for a moment, then Ethan was hanging his phone at a high angle and pressing record.

"Good girls. Julie, are you supposed to have sex with this thing in?" He was referring to the clip vibrator.

"Yes, but I don't think I can handle it for too much longer. I've never tried it with a guy, though, so I'd like to know how it feels."

A quick thumb on the remote switched the vibe to an intermittent setting that he hoped was less intense. With everything sorted, he approached them from behind, holding a condom and the wand vibrator. God, what a wonderful sight.

Ripping the condom wrapper, he began to roll it down his shaft while also touching Marissa with the wand vibe. He didn't want to surprise her, so it wasn't on yet, but he still saw her rock her hips slightly at the touch. He flicked the button to a low setting, then watched her wiggle her ass to put it in the best position. He held it there as he turned his attention to Julie, slowly sliding his wrapped cock into her. The sensation was strange, because the part of the vibe that went inside reduced the sensation of warm tightness he was hoping for. It felt good, but not as good as he had hoped.

"I'm not sure about this vibe, can we ditch it?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's a little weird for me, too. But let me take it out." Julie reached back to ease the vibrator out, wincing slightly at the pinch. Ethan hit the off switch for the buttplug at the same time.

"Marissa, I think I need to abandon you to your own devices so I can take care of Julie properly. Is that okay?"

In response, she grabbed the wand from his hand and continued using it on herself.

"I like that, but I really want to see what that jackhammer thing can do to you." Ethan pointed to the thrusting dildo.

"Oh yay!" She clapped her hands with excitement as she retreated to the other bed.

"Julie, are you okay?" Ethan wanted to check in before starting anything new.

"Yeah, but that vibe was a little too much for me. I think I just need a minute to recover."

"That's okay." Ethan stroked her hair gently.

"Oh, my pussy may be on break, but I'm not broken. I want to suck you. It will keep my mind off that vibe, and you'll stay hard. Just don't give out early on me. I want that cock." Julie was teasing.

"You've grown less timid since last night -- I like it! Yes, please, work your magic on me." Ethan pulled off the condom and tossed it on the floor.

Marissa had followed orders and was slowly pushing the thrusting vibe into her pussy. The clit vibration was humming, but none of the other features were on yet.

"You guys are the sweetest." She eyed them nervously. "I hope that didn't sound condescending, I mean it. That's exactly what I want from sexual partners, even in a hookup. There's something about our vibe, our chemistry, that feels so good."

Julie listened, but kept quiet because her mouth was already full of cock. Rather than repeating the deepthroat technique she had used a few times, she was focusing all of her attention on his head, sucking with tremendous force as her tongue swirled around him.

Meanwhile, Ethan had mostly ignored Marissa's comment. It felt too saccharine for this moment, so he thought he might answer her later, if he got the chance. Plus, he was watching Julie as she worked the head of his penis over with her magic mouth, focusing on the pleasure, but also holding out to not finish too soon.

"I think I'm good, if you want to give it another try." Julie spat the words out quickly, then shoved Ethan's cock back in her mouth while she waited for his response.

"Oh. My. God. Yes." He pulled her up to stand next to him, kissing her and tasting a mix of lollipop and his own musk. Directing her with his mouth and right hand, he laid her down on the bed as they continued to kiss. He palmed a fresh condom and grabbed her ankles to spread her legs. Julie was in a similar position as she had been when Marissa was going down on him, and Ethan took in the sight for a moment.

"You sure?"

"Yes." She grabbed his arm as he was about to tear the condom wrapper. "It's okay. I think that might irritate me in my current state. Plus, I trust you." Rather than letting him ask any questions, Julie used her hand to guide him bareback into her pussy. With the weird vibrator removed, he could feel the give of every fold as he pushed inside.

"Oh my god. This is what I came for. You feel amazing. Are you doing okay?" Ethan moaned.

"Yes, and stop asking me. I told you I want to get fucked hard." She grabbed his ass and pulled him fully inside to illustrate her point.

Ethan needed no more permission than that, and began thrusting hard, although keeping himself at a moderate pace.

Julie showed her appreciation, saying, "Yes, yes, yes. All the toys, all the tongues, all the porn in the world is no substitute for a good, thick dick."

Ethan heard a cry from the other bed, and turned to see Marissa mirroring Julie's position. Her feet were high in the air, although not nearly as high as Julie's, and the thrusting vibe was pumping steadily into her. Her eyes were focused on them, though, and she caught Ethan's gaze.

"Ethan, this threesome thing was all Julie's idea. She wanted you to have a good time, so she set it all up for you. Pay her back right. Make her cum all over your cock." Her eyes drifted back to Julie, who was lost in her pleasure.

His gaze returned to her face, and he drank in the squinched ecstasy it exhibited. Deciding it was time, he licked his thumb and gently flicked at her clit a few times to see if she had really recovered. Julie grabbed his hand and pulled it closer, inviting him to adopt a more intense rhythm. Turning his attention to Marissa, he mimed a request for the remote, which she promptly grabbed, although she did so without removing the toy from her pussy. Ethan put the buttplug back on a low vibration and Julie cried out again. Suddenly, every thrust elicited a heavy moan from her lips, and they seemed to be escalating.

After few moments of this stimulation Julie wrapped her long legs around his back and began to cum. This orgasm was mostly evident in her hips, which gyrated as her pussy spasmed all over his cock. It was over quickly, but he intensified everything, his thrusts, the level of vibration, and the friction of his thumb on her clit. Julie came harder this time, starting in her hips, as before, but spreading quickly. He felt her arms lock around his neck as her shoulders stiffened. Her long arms and legs pulled him close, causing Ethan to pull his hand from Julie's clit, as she rode the waves of pleasure. He began to kiss her deeply as she came, grinding her hips into him hard as she held him close. As her orgasm subsided, she released an involuntary little 'yip' into his mouth as they kissed.

"That was great," she said gently, "Are you close? I want you to cum for me."

"I'd like to keep going as long as I can stand it. You feel so good, and I don't want it to end."

"Good. I'm taking over, though."

Kissing him again, she rolled him off to her side before extricating herself completely. A quick reposition had Ethan on his back with her poised over him. She slid Ethan into her slowly, finally planting herself on his hips before starting to work her clit hard against his skin with him deep inside.

"This is what I have to do with most guys. They don't know what they're doing, so I grind on them to get myself off. I've already cum so many times with you, but I fucking love the idea of using you for my own pleasure." Her grinding intensified, becoming almost frantic as she had another small orgasm on his dick. She did that again, and again, until she had cum two more times and the hair around Ethan's cock was soaked with her juices.

"Ready for me to take over again?"

Her only reply was to lick his right nipple.

"Marissa, are you still up for some group fun?"

Her voice was surprisingly meek. "You don't even know how fun it is to watch you two. I've just been cumming all over myself over here while I watched your show, but I'm ready for more."

"Good, Julie, keep riding me, but turn around. Marissa, get over here."

Julie eased herself up, then back down after a quick spin. Ethan grabbed her neck, pressing her back into his chest and turning her head to kiss him. It was a tough maneuver, and they could only hold the kiss for a moment, but Ethan now had Julie wrapped up against his chest as his hips pistoned up and down into her pussy.

"Marissa, I know you love Julie's sweet little pussy. I want you to eat it."

Needing no more encouragement, Marissa doveinto Julie's box face-first, licking hungrily at her swollen clit. Julie bucked and groaned at the combo of Ethan's cock and Marissa's tongue, but Ethan wasn't done yet. He upped the speed of the buttplug vibration and she started shaking violently, losing whatever support her legs had been giving her and putting her full weight on Ethan.

Marissa saw the signs and started suckling Julie's clit with wild abandon. Julie's channel clenched on Ethan's cock like a vice, holding him in place with the faintest quiver in her muscles. Then she was screaming, and screaming, and screaming until the cumming stopped. Marissa pulled her mouth from Julie's clit, and Ethan ceased fucking her from below.

"Ass," Julie whimpered quietly. "I want to try it in my ass."

Her voice sounded like someone begging for water after crawling through a desert. "I've had this plug in me for so long, and I want to try the real thing. You can come in there, if you want to."

"Okay, but I think I'll need to do the work. Marissa, can you help me get her up?"

Together, they lifted Julie and rolled her onto her stomach, and Marissa gamely sucked the head of Ethan's dick while she worked the buttplug free from Julie. Unsure of how to proceed with Julie so exhausted, Ethan positioned himself over her skinny ass as she lay prone. The slight gape left by the plug gave him confidence he could enter easily from this position, so he began to ease himself in.

"Oh god." Julie still sounded drunk from cumming so hard. "It's better than I imagined. Go deeper."

With careful pressure, Ethan eased himself deeper, and Julie began to whine with pleasure.

"Okay, let me up, let me up. I want to be able to push back." She pushed up with her arms, bringing herself to hands and knees.

This angle was better for Ethan, and it seemed that Julie enjoyed it more as well. He kept his motions steady and precise, enjoying each small sensation and letting Julie adjust to his depth. As his speed increased, Julie seemingly came back to life, bucking back against his thrusts.

"Cum in me. I want you to cum in me."

"Almost there!" Ethan exclaimed, then was suddenly startled by motion below him.

Marissa had quietly slid under them, and had Ethan's balls fully in her mouth. He felt a buzzing as well, and realized that she was using the finger vibe on Julie. "Oh shit, oh shit. What are you doing?"

"Just wait." was Marissa's only response, and a moment later Julie's head lowered and the muscles of her ass began to spasm around Ethan's cock.

Julie panted, "What? What? What?" as her pussy squirted all over Marissa's hair and face. Julie's voice was almost demonic. "Whaaaaaat issssss thisssssss? I've never felt anything like it! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, I can't control myself!"

Ethan leaned back and released a mighty groan as his cock began spurting over Julie's back, ass, and pussy. While trying to move, he literally fell back so he was sitting on Marissa's stomach, and was stunned by the sight of her face covered with Julie's fluids and sticky splotches of his own seed. His position draped his softening cock right between her tits, and he watched as cum dribbled out onto her chest.

Marissa's grunt brought him back to his senses, and he realized how he had her pinned, adding a "Sorry" as he rolled off. "You okay?" he asked as he surveyed her position on the bed.

"Are you kidding me? I just made my crush cum so hard she squirted all over my face. And that started a cascade that got you to spurt cum all over her, which is what she wanted. I'm very okay."

Ethan took in the sight of Marissa lying on her back under Julie's legs, her face covered in squirt, cum, sweat, and a broad smile. Julie was resplendent in her own afterglow, and Ethan admired the curve of her body, the gentle roll of her lovely breasts squishing out from under her body, and her legs that seemed to span the full length of the bed. Less classic, but no less lovely to Ethan was the creamy spray of his cum covering her back. And the slight gape of her ass which she'd given to him. And her sex, reddened with use, covered in wet, and leaking her ejaculate from its still-spread lips.

A chirping sound disturbed his reverie, reminding him of his phone. He pulled it down and stopped the recording --he was going to have to check with the girls about what to do with that-- and flipped away a litany of notifications.

"Oh shit, you guys. It's four-thirty. We only have an hour-and-a-half before the rehearsal dinner and I have to head to the apartment, shower, get dressed, and, I don't know, retrieve the soul that the two of you made me cum out of my body. I have to run, but don't take me leaving the wrong way. That was fucking amazing, and I promise I'll never forget it."

"Well, I don't have to go tonight." Marissa had slid her body higher on the bed, and was using Julie's naked ass as a pillow, seemingly unbothered by Ethan's cum soaking into her hair. "So I'm going to order an extra-large pizza and a case of Pedialyte, then sleep this off. I'm here all weekend, though, and I would DEFINITELY do this again."

"And I can do a lot in ninety minutes. I have time to nap, rehydrate, make Marissa lick all of this cum off of my body, and get to the dinner looking great."

Julie almost laughed at Marissa flicking her ass, but she was too tired to give it any umph.

"Just kidding, but hand me my phone so I can set an alarm. I need to sleep for at least a little bit."

Ethan replayed the afternoon in his head for the entire drive back to his little apartment. It was good to have such a pleasant memory to focus on, because he was so, fucking sore. Ethan had been working muscles he was quite unaccustomed to using over the last twenty-four hours, so he was literally limping as he walked. He hoped some ibuprofen would clear that up before he had to parade the flower girl down the aisle with everyone watching the next day.

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A showered and shaved Ethan arrived a bit early for the rehearsal dinner. He hugged his sister and her fiancé Miller to say hello, searching for any sign that his sister knew about his escapades with her bridesmaids. She seemed calm, so he decided the word hadn't gotten back to her.

Coincidences of timing meant Ethan had hardly seen his family, so he spent some time catching up with his parents, uncle, and a few cousins who had come from out of town. Everyone was drinking and nibbling on appetizers, but Ethan decided to abstain from alcohol in hopes of staying in control.

Things were going well enough, although Ethan did have to suffer through shaking hands with Kayla's husband, Phil, and Anna's husband, Bradley. As each man made small talk, Ethan's mind was flooded with memories of doing incredibly dirty things with their wives. He used his best poker face to (hopefully) keep those thoughts to himself, but he was increasingly worried about the fallout from the night before.

It seemed that paranoia would be his constant companion over the next two days, but Ethan hoped that it might at least keep him vigilant. Who was he kidding, though? He followed up the orgiastic pleasures of the previous night with a threesome with a bridesmaid this afternoon.

Ethan went out to the restaurant patio to clear his head, and nearly jumped when a hand slid across the crotch of his pants. He turned to see Kayla laughing at his panic, although her body language revealed she was standing in a very particular way so nobody else could see her. She held a shushing finger to her lips and pressed a package into his hand before running off.

He saw Julie approaching, apparently unaware of what Kayla had just done, so he jammed the package into his pocket quickly before greeting her.

Julie acted for all the world like an old family friend saying hello. Her body language was affectionate, but somewhat maternal as she pretended they hadn't seen each other that afternoon.

She leaned in conspiratorially to whisper at him when she was sure nobody was watching. "I thought ninety minutes was enough to sleep that off, but it wasn't. I just wanted to thank you for the fun time before I head back to the other bridesmaids."

Julie gave him an ostentatiously casual hug before heading back inside, and Ethan battled his instinct to check her out as she walked away. He didn't win that battle, but he thought he had shown a decent amount of restraint.

Seeking privacy, Ethan took a quick trip to the bathroom to unpack whatever it was that Kayla had given him. The small package was wrapped in plain writing paper and tied with brown twine. He had a good guess what it was, and unwrapped it to find that it was, indeed, a small remote control. The paper had a note inside, so he unfolded it to see what it said.

The first thing that struck him was a pink print on the bottom of the page. Similar to the kind of lipstick kiss a lover might find on a note, this was light pink and featured another kind of lips. It looked like Kayla had coated her labia with some kind of pink powder and pressed herself onto the paper, leaving a clear and detailed impression of her pussy. Her lips were spread slightly, and Ethan was sure the smeared powder between the stamped lips was a sign of her wetness. He began to grow hard, despite himself.

The note was short and sweet, reading simply, A little present for you. I like to be embarrassed. -K.

Ethan felt his phone buzz in his pocket and saw a text.

Kayla: I saw you sneak off the bathroom, dirty boy.

A second text popped up, this time with two photos.

one is much quieter than the one last night, so only you and I will know when you use it. Do your worst....

The first photo was an upskirt, and Ethan was turned on, but relatively unsurprised to see Kayla revealing a small vibrator fitted to her panties in a way that held it tightly against her clitoris. The second photo featured the end of a small plug in her ass.

Kayla: I'm deleting this thread now. Don't you dare text me back.

Unable to resist a little revenge for Kayla's parting words, he found the right button to activate the buttplug's vibe and pressed it. A surprised sound came from the bathroom next door, and he realized where she was texting him from. Ethan ramped up the vibe in her ass, then cut it off abruptly. Then, he worked through all the vibration patterns on the clitoral stimulator before turning it off as well. He found that the variety of settings elicited a similarly broad assortment of reactions from Kayla. Ethan's first reaction was excitement, which was quickly replaced by a resolve not to get drawn into this at his sister's rehearsal dinner.

His phone buzzed with one last text.

Kayla: BTW, I'll tell your sister everything if you don't make me cum in public tonight.

Well, shit. So much for staying under the radar. Ethan thought to himself

Guests were being seated when Ethan returned to the party, so he found his designated place. As the only two wedding party attendees without a date, he and Mia were seated across from each other.

"Well, hello there," Mia batted her eyes at Ethan, dramatically. "We need to stop running into each other like this."

Ethan laughed genuinely. He had always gotten along well with Mia. "You don't think my sister is trying to set us up?" He replied conspiratorially, before laughing again.

"You never know with that girl," Mia replied with a slightly more serious tone.

They continued to banter with each other and the other nearby guests when Ethan felt a penetrating stare from the other end of the table. Kayla was seated beside his sister, Elizabeth, staring daggers at him. She pointedly looked away, then shot him a quick second glance to remind him of her threat.

Taking the hint, Ethan reached into his pocket and turned both vibes on low. Kayla feigned coughing to cover her reaction, but raised her head with disappointment when he turned the vibrations off again. She needed to know that he was in control.

Mia looked toward Ethan questioningly to see what had suddenly grabbed his attention, but he turned back to her and smiled as if nothing had happened.

"What did you choose for your entree?" he asked with what he hoped was casual ease.

A few minutes later, Elizabeth stood, and the guests made a ritualistic clinking on with their wine glasses until everyone gave her their quiet attention. "Thank all of you for being part of our wedding weekend!" Ethan's sister paused as people whooped and cheered. "From what I've been told, the wedding day goes by like a flash, and the new couple never seems to be able to spend as much time as they would like with the people they love. I just wanted to take this opportunity on a quieter night to savor this moment with the friends and family here tonight."

Ethan knew his sister well, so he sensed what was coming. He slipped his hand into his pocket to be ready.

"While we appreciate everyone who will attend our big day tomorrow, the people in this room are the ones we've chosen to actually participate in our joining," She continued "So, I'd like to start with my maid of honor, Kayla and my other bridesmaids, who have done so much to support me this week, and always."

Ethan turned on the buttplug vibe again, timing it perfectly for the moment when all eyes turned to Kayla. She jumped and blushed, but was able to play it off as surprise for having been mentioned.

Elizabeth's speech continued for a few more minutes, and Ethan pumped the anal vibrator's setting up and down quickly every time there was a pause for applause. Mia clocked the fact that Ethan was repeatedly flicking his eyes away from Elizabeth to Kayla. His glances took up only for the briefest moment each time, but Ethan wasn't doing it in any other directions.

"What is going on?" Mia leaned forward to whisper, unheard by anyone but Ethan. "Why do you keep looking at her?"

"I didn't mean to. Just a reflex, I guess." Ethan tried to stay calm, but his heart was beating fast at being caught. "I think something's wrong with her." Ethan flicked the clit vibrator on and Mia saw Kayla let out a sort of hiccup before he turned in back off. "Is she okay?"

"That is weird, but it's not your problem. You should keep your eyes to yourself tonight."

"Or maybe keep them on you?" he teased, looking into Mia's eyes.

"Would that be so bad?" Fluttering her eyelashes flirtatiously. She then whispered, "Do it, if that's what it takes for you to be discreet."

The entrées arrived just then, and the guests resumed their chattering din as they all began to eat. True to his word, Ethan kept up a teasing flirtation with Mia as they ate. She played along gamely, despite telling Ethan in a whisper that this wasn't any better, if he wanted to be discreet.

He thought again about how spending time with Mia was not bad at all, and imagined an alternate timeline where he had hooked up only with her at the bachelorette party. His sister would be thrilled for him to have a fling with her only solo bridesmaid, and they might even have had fun playing at being a couple all weekend.

Mia caught him looking at her and snapped her fingers. "Hey, Ethan! What are you staring at?"

"Just a passing thought," Ethan replied as he returned his attention to his meal. He didn't intend any meaning to that statement, but he was surprised to see Mia blush and smile unconsciously to herself.

Once the plates were cleared, people started toasting. Ethan's dad told a stemwinder of a story about Elizabeth and her friends when they were little girls. Elizabeth's fiancé, Miller, made some short remarks about his groomsman and family. His brevity seemed natural coming from someone with his impressive height and beard

All the while, Ethan slowly but steadily increased the vibration level of Kayla's buttplug. While she had basically forced Ethan to use the remote on her, he got a thrill out of the way her face was growing red, and she was fanning herself with a drink menu.

"Okay, you're definitely up to something. Spill." Mia was hissing at him under her breath, and watching his body language closely. "Why are you keeping one hand under the table for so long?"

"It's embarrassing."

Ethan shrugged, but Mia wasn't buying it. She made the 'I'm watching you' movement with two fingers and returned her attention to the toasts.

A moment later, Ethan felt Mia feeling around for his hand under the table with her foot. She checked his crotch first, rubbing his flaccid penis a little longer than necessary. Her foot soon found his right hand stuffed into his pocket, and identified a small box through the fabric of his pocket.

"I knew you were keeping secrets!" she whispered. "You may as well tell me now."

Ethan pointed to Kayla with his eyes to get Mia to look at her. Then he counted down three-two-one with his fingers on the table as he turned on the clit vibrator. Kayla jumped in her seat and started fanning herself faster, and Mia understood.

"Why would you do that tonight?" she whispered.

Ethan held up his phone to show Mia he was sending her a text.

Ethan: She made me do it, on threat of telling Ellie. What was I supposed to do?

Mia: That little freak. If she's really forcing you, then I'm playing, too.

Ethan felt her stockinged foot slide into his crotch again. The table was long and thin to accommodate the full guest list, so Mia could reach him easily without anyone noticing. Ethan thumbed the clit vibrator back off, and Kayla noticeably relaxed, but he knew she would be expected to give a toast soon.

It seemed that Kayla wanted to delay her speech as long as possible, but the bridesmaids started cajoling her to take her turn and she finally stood.

"Hey everyone!"

Ethan turned the clitoral vibrator back on, causing Kayla to cough.

She leaned forward to take a drink of water before continuing. "Sorry, frog in my throat."

Ethan turned the vibe off for a moment and back on again. Kayla's hips jerked slightly, but she controlled herself better this time.

Mia understood the game then, and started frantically rubbing her foot against Ethan's rapidly expanding crotch under the table.

Kayla continued, "I have a longer toast planned for tomorrow, but there's no way I could give too much praise to my girl Elizabeth."

A round of applause followed, and Ethan turned up both vibrators one notch. Kayla's face was red, but she persevered.

".... my girl Elizabeth and her fiancé, Miller."

Another round of applause and another ramping up of the vibrator settings.

Kayla feigned tearing up as she continued, "I'm so happy for both of you, and so thrilled that you asked me to be part of your ceremony. Now I just hope I can remember where I put those rings...."

The laughter was polite, but loud enough to cover her reaction as he turned the vibration of the buttplug to maximum. Mia was aggressively massaging his hard-on by this point, wriggling her toes sensually on the head of Ethan's cock through his pants.

"I'll have more to say tomorrow," Kayla continued in her teary tone, although Ethan was starting to think she wasn't faking it. It might be her actual reaction to public stimulation. "But I would like to call out one person who was forgotten in all of the toasts."

Ethan was very distracted by Mia's work under the table, so he almost didn't hear Kayla call his name.

"I'm thinking of Elizabeth's little brother, Ethan, who I've had the opportunity to catch up with this weekend."

Mia gave Ethan an 'oh my god' look with a grinning, open mouth as she held her foot against him.

"Many of you may not know this, but Ethan is the bride's younger brother by eight years. That meant Elizabeth was essentially a second mother to him, and almost all of the bridesmaids sitting by me his surrogate aunts."

Ethan was staring daggers at Kayla then, and used the remote to turn the clit vibrator up again. Kayla bent forward as she appeared to continue crying.

"Obviously, we won't be shouting Ethan out on Elizabeth and Miller's big day, but I wanted to take a moment say how proud I am of him."

Ethan turned the vibe up again, this time to its maximum setting. Tears were pouring down Kayla's face and she was beet red.

"He has grown up into a handsome and creative young man who stole my heart again, just like he did when I met him as a little five-year-old." Her voice was squeaking, to all appearances due to overwhelming emotion, and her next two lines were barely understandable through her quavering.

"I know all of the bridesmaids feel the same about him, and I would just like him to stand up so we all can toast him."

The room blurred, and Ethan's face turned a deeper red. He saw that Kayla had sat back down and appeared to be crying into her napkin, and he caught the smiling eyes of his mother after hearing her speech. He leaned forward for a moment, doing his best to tuck the tip of his raging erection under his belt, before rising. Ethan searched frantically for anything to hold in front of him, finally settling on a bottle of wine as his only option. He quickly refilled his empty wine glass from the bottle in front of him and set the bottle strategically in front of his crotch as he stood, seeming to lean on it casually as he raised his glass high.

The assembled crowd gave lively cheers, and Ethan thought he had mostly gotten away with it. He was pretty sure his cousin, seated to his right, got an eyeful, but the shy nineteen-year-old girl was unlikely to spread any gossip.

It was time for a victory lap. Ethan raised his glass again towards the women of the wedding party. Kayla's face was still buried in her napkin, shaking with sobs of emotion to all appearances.

"I wish someone had told me you were all basically my aunts growing up, because little me definitely had a crush on every one of you."

The audience laughed at this, and he took the opportunity to turn off the toys hidden under Kayla's dress. It seemed altogether normal to everyone watching when Kayla raised her head and mouthed a teary-eyed 'thank you' to Ethan.

Sitting down to ironic clapping from Mia, Ethan feigned a slight bow in her direction. He had an idea for revenge, though, and typed out a quick message to Mia as his co-conspirator. Setting his napkin on the table a moment later, Ethan walked over to the other end of the table to say his goodbyes to his sister and the other bridesmaids.

"You got me good," Ethan said to Kayla with genuine appreciation for her deviousness, before addressing the whole group. "Listen, I have to head out, but I wanted to tell you all a joke before I do."

Ethan began telling his favorite joke, an elaborate story that he accentuated with broad hand gestures. At a moment when Ethan had both hands high over his head, Kayla suddenly flushed and gasped.

"Don't get ahead of me now." he said appreciating the way Kayla searched his hands in confusion as he continued. Ethan made a tap-dancing gesture, with his hands spread wide, as he delivered the punchline. He got a solid laugh from everyone listening, but the group's attention soon turned to Kayla who had dropped her face into the tablecloth and was pounding the table with laughter.

"I guess you really got to her." Anna said as she watched Kayla continue to writhe in laughter. "I thought the joke was okay, but you two must share a sense of humor."

Kayla finally raised her head to reveal a beet-red face, streaming tears of joy. Nobody noticed when she gave Ethan a poisonous look a moment later, only for him to gesture to his left. Mia gave a mocking smile as she held up a small device in her hand. Ethan shrugged and gave Kayla a regrettable set of finger guns as he exalted in his successful revenge.

"What are you, twelve?"

Ethan jumped at the sound of his sister's voice behind him. She sounded too much like their mother when she was upset.

"Finger guns? You're better than that."

"I wish I was, but I'm definitely not too good for that." was his only response as he shot two imaginary bullets at Elizabeth before disappearing into the crowd.

His sister was earnestly laughing, though, as she jovially shouted. "Just none of that in the photos tomorrow, okay?!" to Ethan's back as he walked away.

Nearing the exit, Ethan was flagged down by one of his sister's other bridesmaids, Chloe, who was struggling with a pile of packages. "Oh, Ethan, could you help me with these? Your sister asked me to take them back to my rental, but Trevor left early."

Chloe wore a knee-length skirt that was both tight and not overly revealing, paired with a fashionable white blouse. Her short, blonde hair swept around her face in waves, and she had always reminded him of a skinnier version of that actress from the late nineties, Sarah Michelle Gellar. Ethan was too young to have seen Sarah Michelle in her prime, but he had gone through all seven seasons of Buffy because of her uncanny resemblance to Chloe.

"Oh my god, yes. Just point the way." Ethan smiled.

"Great! It would be nice to catch up, anyway."

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Thanks for reading! This one wraps up in two more chapters, which just need to be edited.

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