A Bride's Revenge

All characters are well over 18 years of age. The story does involve a fiance cheating on his bride and her finding her inner slut in revenge. If this isn't your cup of tea, there are a ton of other stories on Lit.

I won't pretend that anything in this story is realistic, but hopefully fun. Enjoy!

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Courtney's wedding day was supposed to be the best day of her life and it was, at least until she made a horrifying discovery. She and her bridesmaids had been getting ready for the wedding ceremony when her best friend and Maid-of-Honor, Jennie, disappeared. Courtney needed Jennie to help with her hair, so leaving the other two bridesmaids to guzzle some champagne, she went looking for Jennie. They were renting a large AirBnB that was conveniently located a short drive from the church and reception hall. It was a large, two story structure with a finished basement. The finished basement was fitted as a game room and was dominated by a nice pool table and was where the groom and his groomsmen were getting ready.

Jennie wasn't in the master bathroom, so Courtney stepped out of the master and checked the bedroom across the hall, but it was empty.

"Shit," she said to herself. "Where's that damn bitch when you need her?"

She was about to open the next bedroom when she heard a strange, rhythmic noise. Not knowing what it was, she quietly opened the door and peered through the crack. She was incensed to find Jennie kneeling on the bed, naked from the waist down while her fiancé, Brad, fucked her from behind, his cock thrusting into her pussy. Courtney pulled out her phone and started to video the pair as they rutted on the bed, Jennie's tits swaying with each thrust. Fucking cow! Courtney thought.

Brad had his hands on Jennie's hips and was slamming into her, the clap of his abdomen against her ass making the sound that attracted Courtney's attention.

Jennie whined, "Oh fuck, Brad! I don't know why you're marrying that bitch! You're too good for her."

"Because her family is loaded and I'm going to live the good life. She's a lousy, vanilla lay which is why I have you when I need a good fuck!"

"Oh yeah, I love it when you fuck me baby! Cum in me, I want your cream running down my thighs while I walk down the aisle." Brad responded by thrusting faster, his fingers leaving divots in Jennie's hips as he held on tight.

Courtney was pissed. Lousy lay! Vanilla! I'll show his cheating ass! She stopped the recording and headed down to the basement, where the groomsmen were getting ready.

I'm not a lousy lay. I like... lots of things. I can be sexy and fun in bed. She stalked into the basement gameroom where Brad's three groomsmen, John, Patrick and Billy, were all getting ready. They were all dressed with their tux jackets hanging off some furniture. John and Patrick were playing a game of pool while Billy watched.

All three groomsmen started in surprise when she announced, "Ok boys! The wedding's off! I caught Brad porking that slut Jennie. He called me a lousy, vanilla lay, so how about we show him how wrong he is and what he's missing?"

The three groomsmen stared at her, their jaws open in surprise at her declaration as the 5'1" pixie marched into their room. Courtney was objectively gorgeous and all the guys thought Brad was a lucky fucker to have won her. For her size, she had nice tits, a firm ass and slim abdomen.

"Shit, Courtney! I'm sorry. Brad was always a bit of an ass." Patrick looked apologetic. "So you caught them fucking?"

"Yeah." Courtney deflated a bit, her anger suddenly leaving her momentarily exhausted. "He was fucking her doggie in one of the bedrooms. That motherfucker."

"So, what are you going to do about it?" asked John.

"Well, like I said, the weddings' off. He can have the slut. Then I'm going to get my revenge by posting the video and letting my dad ruin him."

"So how are you going to show him you're not a lousy lay?" John was hoping to egg her into doing something stupid, but fun for him.

"By fucking all three of you senseless in every position imaginable. I was saving my ass for my husband, but now one of you gets to take that last virgin hole today." Courtney surprised herself with that declaration, but decided to run with it. She could always change her mind if things started to get out of hand.

Three jaws dropped in unison again. They remained speechless as Courtney turned, then hopped up onto the pool table, spreading her legs for the guys. "Who's going to take off my thong?"

She pulled up her wedding gown to reveal a white, satin thong that barely covered her sex. Billy was quickest and stood between her legs.

"Go ahead, Billy, take 'em off."

Billy surprised Courtney by not immediately ripping them off. He knelt between her legs and kissed the skin, just inside her left knee. He then slowly worked his way up her inner thigh, kissing and nuzzling until he made his way up to his goal. He took a long lick up the gusset of her thong and she moaned at the sensation. He could feel the little nubbin that was her clit through the thin material and he sucked on it while rubbing the bottom of her pussy with a finger. When he tried to worm a finger under the thong, Courtney pushed his head back.

"Nuh uh, honey. You just get to take off my thong."

He grinned up at her, "I had to try! A gorgeous girl like you doesn't come my way very often."

She smiled back, "Don't worry! We're all going to have some fun today. We've got three more hours until the wedding ceremony is supposed to start."

Billy grabbed the sides of the thong and slowly pulled it down. Courtney lifted her ass to let it slip over her butt. All three men were crowded next to one another as Billy slowly pulled the material away from her crotch. The thong momentarily stuck to her labia, her fluids making it sticky. The men let out a sigh when her pussy was finally revealed. She had recently been waxed for her wedding and her bare pussy lips glistened with her juices. Her slit formed a perfect line from her clittoral hood to her perineum, separating the two lush lips of her labia. When Billy slowly pulled her thong past her knees and off her legs, she slowly spread her knees for the boys. Her labia reluctantly pulled apart, revealing the warm wetness within. Her inner labia were pink and flushed with her grool. A hint of her opening winked at the boys.

Billy started to work the button on his pants, but Courtney pushed him away with a nylon clad foot.

"Nope. You just had some fun, wait your turn. And before any of you three think about sticking their dick in me, you have to get me ready first. Now my pussy isn't going to lick itself, so who's gonna do that for me?"

Patrick and John exchanged glances, then with a quick "One two three" they Roshambo'd for the privilege. Courtney smirked as John threw a rock, but it was covered by Patrick's paper.

"Dumbass, you always lead with a rock." Patrick pushed the other two groomsmen out of the way and knelt between Courtney's legs.

"Let's see what you got big boy, now eat me!"

Patrick did what he was told and dove in, driving his tongue up through Courtney's bare slit. There was no finesse to his technique, just raw lust and eagerness. He slobbered over her pussy, tongue darting about as he licked her labia, up to her clit and then twirled his tongue around her opening.

Courtney tried to guide him, "Right there... no go back... now push your tongue... PATRICK!" She grabbed his head and pushed him away from her sex. She tilted his chin until he was staring up at her. "I'll give you an 'A' for enthusiasm, but a fucking 'D' for technique. You want to make me cum?"

She waited until he nodded, "Good answer. Now, every girl is different and every girl gets off on different things and cunnilingus is no different. I like long slow licks up my pussy, the tip of your tongue on my clit and to really get me off, two fingers fingerfucking me while pushing up on my g-spot. Not this all-over-the-place all at once. Do you know where to find a girl's g-spot?"

Patrick shook his head sheepishly. "Boys! I sometimes forget you three are still in college. Ok, gather round closely. Patrick, slowly push a finger, palm up, into my vagina. Hmmm, yes, just like that. Now, carefully feel around the top of my vagina. You're looking for a slightly raised, spongy patch. It should feel different from the rest of my vagina. Oh! Yes... that's it. Feel it?" He nodded. "Good, now apply pressure with the pad of your fingertip. One finger is good, two is better. Some girls like it stroked softly while most, I think, like it quite a bit firmer."

Courtney gently pulled Patrick's hand from her pussy. "Ok John. Go ahead and slide a finger in. First, check to make sure your finger is clean and fingernails trimmed nicely? Long fingernails hurt and can scratch."

"Hmmm, yes, you found it John." She pushed him away. "Billy?"

"Nah, I can usually find a girl's g-spot. I'll show you later."

"In a hurry?"

"Sorta. You're a beautiful girl and a chance like this doesn't come along, like ever, for normal guys like me. So... I'll let Patrick finish getting you ready for the main event."

Courtney smiled at Billy. "I can't wait either. Now get back down here, Patrick, and finish eating me!" Patrick did as he was told and moved back between Courtney's thighs, then leaned forward and gave her slit a long, loving swipe with his tongue. He swirled his tongue on her clit and she moaned. He took a moment to lick a finger, then slowly worked it into her. Her juices were flowing and he pushed it in knuckle deep. Locating her g-spot, he gently rubbed it. She undulated her hips in time with his stroking and cried out when he added a second finger.

"Oh, much better, Patrick, that's good!" She gripped his head and squeezed him with her thighs as she shivered and came. "That was good and now I'm wet and ready for more."

"Was that your biggest ever orgasm?" asked Patrick.

Courtney laughed, "Not even close, but it wasn't bad." She pushed him back and crooked a finger at John. "Ok stud, let's see what you got. I need some cock after this warm-up."

John dropped his pants around his ankles and shuffled forward, to be met by Courtney's foot.

"Yeah, no. A girl's got standards and you shuffling up with your fucking pants around your ankles doesn't meet any of mine." She looked at the three men, "All of you, strip! Let's see what ya got."

The three men glanced sheepishly at each other, but John already had his dick out. "C'mon you fuckers, get naked so we can continue to have some fun."

In short order all three were nude and stood awkwardly covering their crotches. All three were athletic and young and it showed in their tight abs, pecs and nicely muscled arms. Courtney whistled, "Guys, come on, let's see it! Show me your man meat." John was the first to pull his hands away from his erect dick. He was of average size and girth, but shaved his pubes so he looked a bit larger. Patrick was next and he was a bit longer, but skinnier. Billy removed his hands with a grin and Courtney mouthed 'Wow' at his 7"+ and girthy dick.

"I'm going to have fun with you Billy, but I don't think I'm going to let that monster anywhere near my ass." Billy's smirk turned into a frown at the last revelation.

Courtney laughed, "Ok, John. Come fuck me, put that final nail in the coffin that was my marriage-to-be." She spread her legs again and stroked her labia, then teasingly sunk a single finger inside. She pulled it out, then used it with a 'come here' motion. John moved until he was between her legs. Courtney crossed her ankles behind his ass and gently pulled him close.

"Put it in me..." John held his cock and notched it at Courtney's entrance, then eagerly began to push.

"Whoa, slow down killer! You're not big-black-cock big, but you gotta go slow and give a girl time to adjust. Some girls might be wide as a highway, but most of us have to be gently stretched a bit first."

John pulled out slightly, then slowly pushed back in, letting Courtney get used to having a cock in her.

"Hmmmm, yes... that's it." When his groin finally met her mons, she wiggled a bit. "Now fuck me! Give it to me hard!"

John grabbed both of her hips, then began to piston into her with short but heavy strokes. His balls slapped against her ass as she moaned under the assault. Patrick moved up and took one of her hands and placed it on his cock. She gripped it and then slowly began to stroke. Billy saw this and moved her free hand to his dick. Up to this point, the thought of taking on three cocks in an orgy was an intellectual construct, but with one in her pussy and two in her hands, that made it real for her. Taking on three cocks ramped up her arousal and she was soon close to her orgasm. She began to frantically stroke each cock as John pummeled her. Seeing her approaching her climax, John reached between them and diddled her clit and she came, squeezing John with her legs and bucking against him. This set him off and John filled her pussy with his seed. He leaned over her, momentarily exhausted. He stepped back when Patrick tapped him on the shoulder. As John moved away, he made a grand 'After you' gesture towards Courtney's pussy, which was already leaking, his cum dripping on the floor beneath the pool table.

Patrick immediately stepped between Courtney's legs. She was laying back in an easy, post-orgasmic bliss when Patrick put his cock at her entrance and began to slowly push into her.

"Hey, whoa! What're you..." called out Courtney. She feebly tried to push him off, but then moaned as he continued to push into her. Feeling another cock enter her pussy right after another man had just cum in her made her feel deliciously dirty and slutty, a feeling that surprised and turned her on. She wrapped her legs around him and encouraged him to penetrate her. His thinner dick didn't fill her as nicely, but reached places that rarely had been touched before. In the back of her mind she was looking forward to trying Billy's cock and seeing how well he'd fill her.

As Patrick thrust into her pussy, Courtney's and John's juices made a slurping, wet noise with each stroke. Their combined juices dripped out of her sloshing cunt, down to her anus and dripped down to add to the pool of bodily fluids on the floor. Patrick long-stroked Courtney, setting a slower pace than John, but giving her his entire length with each stroke. He was gently bumping her cervix at the end of each thrust and she found that she liked it, a touch of pain mixed with pleasure. Billy began to caress Courtney's breast, teasing her hard nipples. John took the other, leaning over the pool table to take her nipple in his mouth. The thought and sight of three guys working her over, one between her legs and two attached to her tits, brought on a gush of fluids from her nether regions as she came. She felt Patrick's cock pulse and flood her deeply with his semen. Courtney quivered in the throes of her orgasm until she laid back on the table, exhausted. Patrick slowly backed away from her and another gush of liquid spilled out of Courtney's well used pussy as his cock slipped out of her sex. Her legs dangled off of the table as she sought to catch her breath.

Billy was the only one in the room who had not had his release yet and he was itching to get his chance.

"Ready, Courtney?"

"What? Oh god, no! Let me catch my breath first."

He leaned over her, kissed her cheek and whispered, "Well, you don't want to be thought of as a lousy lay, not keeping your guy satisfied."

Courtney narrowed her eyes, "I'm not lousy! Ask John or Patrick!"

"Hmmm, they might agree, but they just fucked you too. Now hop down off of there and show ME!" He suited action to words and gently gripped her around her petite waist, then effortlessly lifted her up off the table until she was standing on her feet. She looked up at him with a mixture of admiration, lust and annoyance. He grinned down at her, then took her by a shoulder and spun her around, then pushed her chest down onto the table.

She squawked in alarm and anger. Looking back over her shoulder, "I don't think so mister. Let me turn around and I'll let you fuck me properly."

"Properly?"

"Yes, properly. I want to look into your eyes as you..."

"Make love to you?"

"Ummm, well. Yes. As you make love to me I want to look you in the eyes. I don't do it this way, it's... it's degrading."

"Courtney, my dear. We aren't making love. For one, I don't know you well enough and two, that's awful plain and vanilla." He paused as her eyes widened in shock. "Take a risk, try something new."

Courtney turned her head around and Billy moved behind her. She was short and they didn't line up well. He ended up picking her up and placing her on a nearby couch. She was on all fours, kneeling on the cushions and he moved up behind her. He rubbed his cock through her slit, wetting the tip. He grimaced at the sight of someone's sperm resting on his tip, but if he paused to clean up, he knew that he might miss this opportunity and he had always lusted after Courtney from afar.

Notching his cock at her entrance, he slowly gave her the tip. Courtney moaned and let her head and chest fall onto the cushions, her ass in the air. Billy slowly stroked in and out until he was fully buried inside of her. He began to thrust, working his cock and occasionally giving it a little corkscrew as he pushed in. John walked up, lifted her by the shoulders until she was again on all fours, then stuck his cock in her face.

"Lick it, get me ready again!"

"Yeah, you're all sticky with me, so I'll..."

"Don't you want to get nasty today? Show him up? Show him what you're capable of?" Courtney knew what he was doing and started to resist his suggestion, but decided that today she would push herself out of her comfort zone. Besides, she had one cock in her doggy-style and if she sucked on another? Wasn't that pretty non-vanilla? So she reluctantly fondled his sticky cock, then took an exploratory lick. It wasn't gross and John's dick jumped when she did it. She liked that and took another lick along his glans. She could feel his cock slowly start to swell, so she took all of him into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip. He started to rapidly grow until he was fully erect.

Billy watched the mini-drama unfold in front of him and he had slowed the pace of his thrusts to allow Courtney to wrap her head, and mouth, around putting a second cock in her. She obviously wanted to be the 'bad girl', but was struggling to actually take those steps. Once she took John's dick fully into her mouth, he gave her a full thrust, forcing more of John's dick into her mouth. He pulled her back by her hips, watching John's cock slowly emerge, then he gave her another strong thrust which pushed John's member deep into her mouth again.

John was watching and began to time his shallow thrusts with Billy. The effect was to piston Courtney back and forth between Billy and John, her tits rocking in time to their thrusts. She felt deliciously slutty and could feel the building fire in her loins.

Patrick was watching avidly from a nearby chair, fascinated by her tits as they flopped back and forth. "Fuck, Courtney! They're spit-roasting you. That's awesome!" He found his pants and rummaged through them for a moment until he found his phone. He was moving around to get a good angle when Courtney noticed him and popped off of John's cock.

"Patrick Monahan Michael, if you take a picture of me, I will castrate you with a dull spoon!"

Patrick almost dropped his phone in his haste to reassure Courtney, "Of course not! I'd never take a picture of you without your ok."

"Uh-huh. That goes for you two as well."

"No worries," said John. He then guided her head back to his cock and she resumed slurping on his dick. Billy picked his pace, rocking Courtney back and forth between him and John. He soon felt a tingling in his balls.

"Gonna cum, Courtney! I want to paint your face!"

Billy pulled Courtney back as he pulled out of her pussy, leaving it gaping. He took her shoulders and twisted her until she was sitting on the couch and leaning towards him. She opened her mouth and batted her eyes at him as he stroked his cock, twice, three times before exploding into her mouth and over her face. He shot his first two ropes into her mouth, then one into her eyes, then nose and the final blast was over her tits.

Courtney swallowed, then sputtered, "Damn Billy, you sure do cum a lot! Someone get me a towel to wipe off."

Billy found Courtney's iPhone on the pool table. He walked over to where she was impatiently waiting for a towel, then used the FaceID to unlock her phone.

"Billy, what're you doing with my phone?"

"Smile!" He took a photo of her sperm covered face and chest. "Your phone, your pictures, just in case you want to remember tonight."

"Damnit Billy, I don't want any photos!"

Billy just smiled at her as Patrick stumbled into the attached bathroom and returned with a hand towel. Courtney took one and wiped herself off.

Courtney waved imperiously at Billy, "Let me see the photo." Billy grinned as he handed her the phone. She unlocked her phone and looked at the picture. "Damn, that looks hot! You really painted my face with your cum." She sat looking at it for a few moments. "Ok, I'll keep it. You can take more, but only with my phone and no sending any out! Promise?"

"I promise. I won't let the others do anything foolish either."

"Thank you."

John walked back into her line of sight, his erect cock wafting about.

Courtney smirked at him, "John, I'll help you get off in a few minutes, I didn't finish either. Mr thick but quick," Billy blushed, "didn't wait for either of us." She thought for a second, "I need a quick shower. Patrick can help me clean off and then we can try something new."

When the water hit her face, it washed away some of the lies she had been telling herself about her relationship with Brad. She was still pissed with Brad for cheating on her and the remarks that he made, but she wasn't sure if this was the best way to get revenge. Taking on all of the groomsmen, acting slutty, was that what she truly wanted? Was this the way to prove she wasn't boring in bed?

She was barely aware of Patrick entering the shower behind her, but when he hugged her from behind, gently rubbing her tits and teasing her nipples while his hard cock pressed against her ass, she had her answer as she felt her juices start to flow. She was enjoying the attention from the three guys and the feeling of being slutty, well, that was turning her on. If getting off on the attention was one way to rub things in Brad's face, well then she'd turn full slut. The question was, how to get her revenge without everyone knowing that she was a slut.

"Hmmmm, Patrick. That feels good." She twisted around and pulled his head down to kiss her. She then let a hand find his erect cock, which was pressing into her belly. She slowly stroked it, revelling in the power she had as she heard him moan at her touch. "Let's go see what the other two guys are doing." She heard him reluctantly agree and smiled to herself.

Courtney led him out of the shower and they towelled off. She pulled him naked, back into the game room where she saw Billy and John wiping themselves down. She motioned Patrick to join the other two.

"Ok guys. Time to let the full slut out." She took a cushion off the couch and tossed it onto the floor, then knelt on it. "Come here, Patrick!" She licked her lips and opened her mouth wide as he shuffled forward, his dick pointing at her mouth. She ran her fingers over his erect cock, then breathed on it, eliciting a shiver from Patrick.

"Oh Courtney, suck on it, please!"

Courtney made eye contact with Patrick, then proceeded to lick the length of his shaft, dragging her tongue from root to tip. He groaned, then again as she took the tip into her mouth. Her lips parted and she took more, swirling her tongue around his tip. She tilted it down, still making eye contact with him, and inhaled him into her. She began to bob, working her tongue as she did so. She worked the bottom of the shaft, the part that she couldn't get into her mouth, with her hands. The first time he took her head and tried to force his cock deeper into her mouth, she pushed him away and wagged a finger at him.

"No, we're not going there, Patrick! Anyways, who's next?"

John quickly elbowed Patrick out of the way, sliding his cock into Courtney's willing mouth. He wasn't as long, but a little bigger around, so Courtney was able to take more of him into her mouth. She worked his shaft with her hands to build his excitement.

"Oh, baby, play with my balls too!"

Courtney obliged, one hand teasing his balls and even down to his perineum while the other worked the shaft under her mouth. He was soon pumping his hips, trying to drive his dick further into her warm, slick mouth. He groaned in disappointment when she gently pushed him out and away. Billy was quick to replace him. She couldn't get near as much of him into her mouth and had to put a hand on his thigh to keep him from trying to push it into her throat. She wasn't much into gagging on a cock. She soon enough pushed him away, then looked at Patrick. He was quick to move back into place. The groomsmen took more control this round, fucking her mouth until she was forced to pull away and recover while they switched. This time, they eagerly switched around, the thrill of using her in this manner overcoming their need to finish. They went through four rounds before she pushed Patrick away for the last time and put up a hand to stop John. She was a mess, spit drooling down her face to coat her tits and belly. She hadn't noticed Billy taking more photos with her phone. He was tempted to send them to his own phone, but he resisted the temptation.

Billy was quick to give her a hand towel and she wiped up, cleaning away the worst of the slobber. She thanked him, then stood on wobbly legs. Courtney looked around for her next spot. She liked the way the guys had just used her, each in turn. It had unleashed her inner slut and she could feel the juices leaking from her pussy, running down her inner thighs. She was ready for more. She caught the guys' eyes, then casually wiped up some of the juices from her inner thigh with a finger, slurping it off as they watched intently. She ran two fingers through her slit and held up her grool-covered fingers, popping them into her mouth again.

The groomsmen watched avidly as she replaced the cushion on the couch, then knelt on it and grabbed the back of the couch, her butt facing into the room. She looked over a shoulder and wiggled her ass at the guys, "John, I think you were next. Same thing, I want you to run a train on my pussy. A couple of minutes at a time, then switch!"

Still on her knees, she reached behind with both hands and pulled her ass cheeks apart, revealing her sopping pussy and winking asshole. John was behind her in a flash and stepped between her legs. He rubbed the tip of his cock through her wet slit, then found her entrance and slowly pushed into her. As he pushed into her, Courtney arched her back as his cock pushed her folds aside and filled her up. John took her by the hips and began to slam into her, his cock pushing in deep, his hips slapping against her ass and his swinging balls tapping her clit. She was really getting into the dicking he was giving her when he slapped her on the ass and pulled out. She moaned in disappointment as his departing cock left her feeling empty.

Billy was right there and it took her a moment to get used to his thicker cock, but he was soon railing her, his dick sliding smoothly in and out of her cunt. Her arousal was building again and she was again surprised when Billy pulled out, leaving her once again feeling empty. It was only for a moment as Patrick slammed into her, his skinnier dick thrusting all the way to the root in one push. He began to fuck her and Courtney grunted with each impact, her tits swinging beneath her in time with each thrust.

"Goddamn Billy!" grunted Patrick. "You really loosened her up."

Courtney bore down on her kegels, "Don't worry Patrick, I can feel you just fine. How's this?"

"Oh, yeah. Shit, that feels good, Courtney!"

Patrick pounded her for another minute, then gave her another slap on the ass and pulled out. John replaced him in an instant, easily slipping into her very wet center. Patrick, fascinated by Courtney's breasts, sat next to her on the couch. Her breasts were just about at eye level as she knelt on the cushions and Patrick leaned forward and took a succulent nipple into his mouth. She moaned at the sensation and then squirmed as he cupped her other breast, playing with the nipple.

"Oh fuck, yes. Pull on my nipples a little harder!"

Patrick gently pulled on one nipple with his teeth while pinching the other. Courtney's moans grew louder as the two men worked her. She began to push back at John to match his thrusts as she began to quietly chant, "Fuck Fuck Fuck..."

Billy siddled up to her unoccupied side, "Let's blow her mind!" He reached under her, found her clit and began to rub the erect bundle of nerves.

"Oh fuck, harder Billy! Rub it harder!"

"Dude, you just touched my cock!"

"It wasn't fun for me either, John, just keep fucking her!"

Billy ran his free hand over Courtney's ass and down her crack. He found her crinkled star and pressed against it with his finger.

"Billy, oh God! What are you?"

Billy pushed his finger into her to the second joint and that set her off. Courtney screamed, jerked once and then shot her legs out straight, forcing John to grab her by the hips as she shook wildly. Her eyes rolled back and she went limp.

"Oh shit! I think we broke her! Help me support her," called John.

Billy was quick to wrap up her chest as John pulled out, then began to twist her around to her back. Patrick supported her head and they laid her out on the couch. Courtney's eyes were still closed as her breathing slowly deepened.

"Damn, put it there! We made her pass out!" Billy held up his hands and the other two gave him a high-five. Billy used her phone to take another picture, then took a towel to cover her. He sat next to her and tenderly caressed a cheek. She leaned into it and sighed, then slowly opened her eyes.

"What happened?"

"You passed out, gorgeous. You came hard and then you were out."

"Wow!" A look of wonder came over her face. "What you guys did was incredible, I've never cum so hard! John's cock in my pussy, Patrick suckling on my tits and you Billy... working my clit and then, you dirty asshole, sticking a finger up my bum. Brad never touched me there, he thought it was too dirty." She paused, then wiggled a bit under the towel, "But it sure fucking felt good! I never knew..."

Billy pulled off the towel and Courtney didn't protest, just arched her back to show off her chest, pulled her knees up until they were slightly bent and opened her thighs, presenting her glistening pussy to the guy's gaze. She stroked herself, running a finger up her lewdly displayed pussy.

"I'm getting wet again, I want a cock in me!"

"I believe that it's my turn," said Billy. He sat Courtney up, then he sat on the couch and patted a thigh. "Come ride me!"

Courtney obediently straddled his legs, then reached back to grab his cock and bring it to her entrance. She easily took his girth this time, sliding down his shaft with a groan until she was sitting flat on his thighs. He leaned forward and kissed her. She pulled back, surprised by the first kiss of the afternoon. Billy stared into her eyes and she became lost in his gaze.

"Oh..." she breathed, then leant in to renew the kiss. She wasn't sure why, but she felt herself melting inside at the kiss. He apparently liked it as well as she could feel his cock twitching as they kissed. She slowly began to rise and fall over him, her swollen, wet lips gripping his cock as she moved. Courtney would occasionally change up her motions, grinding her clit against the base of his cock. They both were focused on each other and tuned out everything else so Courtney was surprised when a pair of hands cupped her breasts from behind. The hands gently teased her nipples with his fingers, rolling them and teasing the hard little nubbins. Courtney picked up her pace, rising and falling on Billy's cock as unknown hands played with her breasts. She could tell that whoever it was, wasn't standing directly behind her, but off to the side a bit.

"Who's there?"

"It's John!" She could almost hear his smirk. The last set of hands gripped her by the hips, momentarily stopping her and holding her in place on Billy. She started in surprise when she felt Patrick's tongue lick her asshole.

"Oh, shit! Patrick, what are you doing?"

"He's tonguing your ass, Courtney. What's it feel like?" John replied for Patrick.

"Ohhhhh, it feels all tingly and nice. His soft tongue is teasing me..." She shivered at the sensations. Courtney had stopped bouncing on Billy's cock, leaving herself fully impaled as she sat on his thighs. She leaned forward onto Billy's chest, pushing her ass back at Patrick. She reached back and spread her asscheeks, giving him unfettered access to her crinkled hole.

Courtney started to slowly grind on Billy's cock as Patrick licked her. She reveled in the sensations that were overwhelming her. A thick cock up her pussy that was hitting all the right spots. Her clit, ground and mashed up against the root of Billy's cock. Two hands massaging her tits and tweaking her rock hard nipples. A soft tongue on her ass. She had never had all of these sensations at once and never a tongue on her ass. She began to rock harder on Billy's stiff member, moaning and crying out.

"Oh! Fuck! I'm gonna..." Courtney screamed as she came, vibrating from the intensity of her orgasm. Billy could barely keep her on his lap as she lost all muscle control and threatened to fall off his lap. Patrick and John stepped back, a pleased look on their faces as Billy pulled Courtney to his chest. She was breathing hard and took a few moments to catch her breath.

Once she recovered, she tried to stand and pull herself off of Billy, but he held her hips and kept her impaled on his cock.

"Where do you think that you're going? I'm not done yet!"

Courtney gave Billy a sultry smile, "Well, you boys just gave me two earth shaking orgasms, I think it's time I repaid you all." She looked around, catching each groomsman by the eye. "Who wants to take my anal virginity?"

Billy was quiet as John and Patrick shot their hands in the air, each chanting, "Me! Me!"

Courtney laughed, then looked at Billy, "Why aren't you trying to get into my ass like these two clowns?"

Billy frowned, "Well, you already told me that you wouldn't allow my-too-thick cock into your ass, so I didn't think it worth the effort to make a fool out of myself."

Courtney gave Billy a sad frown, then leaned forward to give him a quick kiss and whispered, "Well, big boy, we'll just have to see how things go. If not today, then maybe later."

She looked over her shoulder again, "Anyone have any lube?" She began to grind herself on Billy's cock again to keep her arousal peaked.

Patrick popped to his feet, "I've got some in my bag."

"Dude, why did you bring lube?"

"John my man, we're at a wedding. Half the bridesmaids are unattached and there's always other hot women and cougars on the prowl at these things. 'Be prepared.'"

"Fucking boyscout..."

Patrick gave him an un-ironic scout salute as he pulled a bottle of Astroglide out of his bag.

Courtney gave the two men a smile, then addressed Patrick, "You're the one prepared, so lube me up! You also get to take my last cherry." She looked around, "Have any of you actually had anal sex?"

Her question was met with head shakes. "Anyone know how to go about it? I don't want this to hurt too much."

"I do," replied Billy. "I've read a few how-to's when Patty and I were dating. She'd sometimes tease me about giving me her ass, so I read up on it. She was all talk and would never let me get closer than pushing a finger into her butt."

"Well, tell these two jokers what to do and how to prepare my ass."

"First, go slow. Second, lots and lots of lube. Third, gently and gradually loosen her up first before introducing a dick. Then see rule number one, 'Go Slow' until she tells you to speed things up." Billy looked at John and Patrick to make sure they understood. He didn't want them to rush and hurt Courtney.

Courtney looked at Billy, "Ok, thanks for the tips. Now who goes first?"

Both John and Patrick loudly tried to insist that they should go first. Billy shushed them, "Patrick goes first because he's got a pencil dick."

"Hey, fucker! I do NOT have a pencil dick."

"Ok, fair enough, but it's the thinnest out of all of us."

Patrick shrugged, "Ok, I'll accept that." He grinned at John and put his hand up for a high-five, "And I get to pop her anal cherry!" John whooped along with Patrick and they slapped hands.

Billy rolled his eyes, "Ok, Court. It'll probably be easiest if you kneel on the couch again and push your ass out. Patrick should be able to control that initial penetration."

Courtney looked down, then up at Billy with a pleading look on her face, "Will you hold me?"

"Hold you?"

"Yes, let me sit on your lap and hold me while... while Patrick... takes my ass."

"Uh, look, Courtney. I don't know. Patrick will be awful close and like, I don't want his junk touching me."

"Please!"

"Fuck! I..."

Courtney leaned in and gave Billy a kiss. "For me?"

"Shit." He sighed, "Ok." He sat on the couch and patted his thighs. His cock had noticeably wilted.

"Ohhhh," she cooed, "Did big Billy not want to play anymore? Maybe I can help!" Courtney stood in front of Billy, placed a hand on one of his knees, then bent at the waist and reached for his cock with her free hand. She gently stroked it, then bent further until she could kiss his member. She saw it twitch at the contact, took him in her mouth and almost swooned as she felt him harden as she suckled on the tip of his member. She wiggled her ass at Patrick and John to encourage them.

She felt a cool, gooey sensation as John began to coat her asshole with the lube. He liberally coated around her sphincter and she moaned when he slowly pushed a slimy finger into her butt. He gently worked the lube into her crinkled hole, then pushed another finger into her. Her breath caught as she felt the second digit go in and it took a few moments for her to get used to the second finger as he slowly stroked into her with both fingers.

"Ok, give me another, but slowly!" Courtney had a look of concentration on her face as John worked a third finger into her anus. Once it was in, she blew out the breath she had been holding and moaned as he started to pump his fingers in and out. She was unconsciously pumping Billy's erect cock with one hand, in time with John.

"I think you're ready."

Courtney nodded wordlessly, then leaned forward to kiss Billy. He knew when Patrick entered her ass as she gasped into his mouth, "Ohhhhh, fuuuuuck..."

Billy pulled his head back a bit and met Courtney's eyes, which were wide as she experienced a cock slowly plundering her ass for the first time. He studiously avoided looking at Patrick, but watched Courtney gasp with each shallow thrust as Patrick slowly pushed his dick deeper into her. Billy reached between them and traced her belly down to her sex. He found her clit and rubbed gentle circles around it. She whispered her approval and thanks to him as she slowly pushed back into Patrick. She whispered to Billy, "Ohhhh, he's all the way in, I can feel his pubes on my ass."

She turned to Patrick, "Go ahead and fuck me, but start slowly until I'm used to you." Billy took the opportunity to strum her clit, bringing a gasp and moan from Courtney. Patrick began to slowly stroke in and out of her rosebud, her sphincter gripping his pole.

"Dude, how does it feel?" asked John.

"Soooo good! Her ass is warm and her ass is like, just grabbing my cock. Ohh, I gotta do this again!"

Billy felt himself frowning at Patrick, but quickly schooled his face into a more neutral expression, but not before Courtney saw the flickering look on his face. She attempted to ask what was wrong, but Patrick's incessant thrusts distracted her. When she looked to have regained control of herself and was about to ask Billy a question he knew he didn't want to answer, he flicked her clit. This caused her to cum and her ass clamped down on Patrick, holding him tightly in place. She shivered through the orgasm, then collapsed onto Billy. As she relaxed, Patrick picked up the pace of his thrusts until she was grunting in time with each impact of his thighs against her ass cheeks. With a final thrust, he buried himself to the root in her ass, then fired a load into her bowels.

"Ohhhh," moaned Courtney. "I can feel him shooting inside me." She looked up at Billy, then raised herself to kiss him deeply again. She gasped when Patrick pulled out of her. They both ignored Patrick and John as the two fist-bumped and then switched places.

When John took his place between Courtney's legs, she twisted around to put a hand on his chest.

"Just a minute, please." She turned back to Billy. "There's one last act I want to do today. Something that I've heard about. An act that will forever put me in the kinky category and anyone that knows what I did will know that I'm not just into vanilla sex."

Billy quirked an eye at her. He saw that John and Patrick were now hanging on her every word.

I... I want you and John to DP me."

"What?" interjected Billy.

Courtney blushed and looked flustered. She said in a tiny voice, "I saw this movie once where a girl took on two guys... but not in her mouth and her, um, pussy. They were in her pussy and ass. They double penetrated her."

"I know what DP is. Are you sure that you want to go through with this?"

Behind Courtney, John and Patrick were rolling their eyes at Billy and making faces at him. They obviously wanted to DP Courtney and thought Billy was insane to talk her out of it.

Courtney stared at Billy, "I want this. This one last thing today before I go and confront and crush Brad."

Billy nodded and sighed, "How do you want to do this?"

"Just like we are. I'm going to mount you and sit in your lap, then let John fuck my ass. I want you both to fill me up one last time as I scream out my pleasure."

"Ok." Billy took her by the hips and lifted her into a semi-standing position over his lap. She reached between him, grabbed his cock and then slowly sat down on it. The tip of his cock easily pushed into her and she held her breath as she slowly sank down until she was fully seated.

"Oh..." she breathed, "That feels good." She turned her head to John, "Ok, your turn. Take it slow as I feel so full already."

Courtney latched onto Billy's lips as John slowly started to push into her. He felt her tense up, then suddenly relax as John started to mutter, "Oh fuck, I'm in! Her ass is so warm and tight!" As he started to pump into her, she was pushed off and then back onto Billy's member. He worked into John's rhythm and thrust up and into Courtney as Billy withdrew, then out as John pushed into her.

Her eyes half-lidded, she whispered to Billy, "Please, rub my clit. Make me cum again..."

Billy obliged her, slipping his right hand between them.

She began to mutter, in time with John's thrusts, 'Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck..."

John had her by the hips and was punishing her anal cavity, each slap of his hips on her ass rippling the flesh of her ass cheeks. Billy found that he wasn't happy, sitting under both John and Courtney and he wanted it over, so he flicked Courtney's clit with the nail of his thumb. She was overcome by multiple, overwhelming sensations. The mixed pleasure and pain from the reaming she was receiving in both orifices and the very mixed pleasure and pain when Billy flicked her clit, brought her to the brink of her climax. She began to buck her hips under John's thrusts as she mewled her pleasure.

"Harder! Harder!" she cried.

John began to rabbit fuck her ass while Billy increased the pace of his thrusts. He could feel the mass of John's cock through the thin fleshy wall separating the two orifices. He tried not to think about it as he fucked her and mashed her clit.

Courtney came, vibrating intensely around John's cock. He thrust once more into her core, then spurted within her. She leaned forward and captured Billy's mouth with her own as she slowly came down from her high. She kissed him deeply as she felt John's cock soften and fall out of her ass. When John stepped back, Billy picked up Courtney and laid her over the arm of the couch, her ass high in the air.

"My turn," he declared. "I haven't finished yet."

She wiggled her ass at him in invitation while he fisted his cock, found her entrance and pushed into her slick pussy. He was able to slowly, but smoothly push into her until he was buried to his root. Billy grasped her hips for leverage, then began to stroke into her warm, wet pussy. He plunged deeply into Courtney and she grunted with each thrust as he gently touched her cervix.

"Oh, damn, Billy... you fit just right. Fuck me, baby! Fill me with your baby makers!"

Having been constantly stroked and fucked for the last ten minutes, Billy rapidly approached his own climax. With a groan, he released inside of Courtney, flooding her pussy. She stiffened in turn, shivering through her orgasm. Billy leaned back and slowly continued to stroke in and out of Courtney. He watched his cock as his shaft disappeared into her hole, then reappear as her lips gripped him. Ropes of his cum and her juices coated his organ and were smeared on her genitals. She hummed in delight as he slow stroked her.

Finally, Billy pulled out as a stream of juices poured out of her gaping pussy and a slower stream of cum dripped out of her wrinkled star. He watched, fascinated as her labia closed as she squirmed off the couch arm. She wiggled off the couch and turned to him, pulling him in tight for a full body hug.

"Thank you!"

"No problem. I can truthfully say that my cock is available for you any day of the week."

She laughed, "I'm sure!"

"Me too! I'm always down to fuck if you need some dick."

Courtney rolled her eyes at Patrick. "Sure, I'll keep that in mind."

"Just to confirm, you're not getting married," asked Patrick. Courtney just stared at Patrick, then looked down at her nakedness and the fluids dripping down the insides of her thighs. "Uhhh, sorry, got it."

John handed Courtney a damp towel, "So what now? No wedding obviously, but you said that you were going to have your dad destroy Brad?"

As she wiped herself down, she used the opportunity to give herself a moment to think. "I'm not sure. I do want to make the most impact possible, maybe even play the video I took of Brad fucking Jennie. That'd rile up the church!"

"When do you want to do the reveal of his infidelity? Or do you just want to ditch the whole thing and go to a bar?"

"Well, Billy, going to a bar actually really, really appeals to me. But... I want everyone to know why I'm ditching Brad. So I want it to be public."

"You said that you had video of them 'in the act'?"

"Yeah, I do, why?"

"There's nothing more public than video." John turned to Patrick, "Aren't you a member of this congregation?"

"Oh yeah! I've helped work the audio visual displays and music on Sundays when the regular guy couldn't make it. I can put it up on the two big screens. Everyone will be able to see it! We could do it during the processional."

"Brad will be up front when the bridesmaids walk up! Jennie will be right up there next to Brad. That's going to teach them both!" Billy was getting excited at the thought of Courtney getting her revenge.

"I can't run the AV equipment as I'll be part of the processional, but my brother knows how to do it. He'll be thrilled to get a bit of revenge as well." Patrick looked pleased with himself.

Courtney held up her hands, "You guys are Brad's groomsmen and you Billy, are his best man. Are you all ok with this?"

Billy looked at the other two who gave him slight nods. He turned back to Courtney, "Yeah, we are. Brad's a good friend, but he's always been a bit of an asshole. He used to pick on Patrick's little brother, just because he could. Patrick tried his best to get him to stop, but he wouldn't. I don't approve of him cheating, particularly to someone as nice as you. And well, I think we all owe you a huge thank you for this morning."

Courtney blushed. She was saved when John looked down in embarrassment, "And I have to apologize, Courtney. I knew that he was sleeping with Jennie, but I didn't say anything to you."

Courtney sighed, "That's ok. We really didn't know each other very well before this morning. You just have to help this afternoon."

"I promise!"

"So how are we going to do this?" asked Patrick.

Billy took charge, "First, we're all going to get dressed so that no one suspects." He turned to Courtney, "You'll need another quick rinse off, then back into your dress and back up to the bridesmaids. Try not to rip off Jennie's face. Oh yeah, send the video to all of us, but make sure Patrick gets it."

He turned to Patrick, "Once you've finished dressing, get with your brother. Is there a way to spiffy up the video? Maybe loop it and add some text? And music?"

"Music? You want to turn this into a rap video?"

"Nah, but every porno has a music track. You know, Bow-Chicka-Bow-Wow!"

Courtney rolled her eyes, "Ok, I think that the best time to play the video is when Jennie and Billy are almost to where Brad is standing. They'll both be together when the video kicks off and I'll never have to make an entrance, unless I want to say something to Brad."

Billy held out his hands, "That might not be a great idea. A shouting match in the church wouldn't be a good look."

"Any worse than playing a porn video starring my Fiance and Maid of Honor?"

"Um, no. Ok, you do you."

"Thanks, I will!"

Courtney decided not to shower as the thought of having the boy's cum dribbling out of her used pussy and ass was a delicious piece of revenge, even though she didn't plan on telling anyone. She also decided to forgo putting her thong back on. She finalized the last minute details with the groomsmen, then headed back upstairs.

When she walked back into the room that was being used by Courtney and the bridesmaids to get ready, Jennie and the other two girls shrieked, "What happened? Where's your makeup? You look a bit flushed. Is something wrong?"

Courtney calmed them down, "It was just an attack of nerves, so I ended up walking around a bit outside. I got so sweaty, I ended up having to wash it off in the bathroom."

"Oh my god," screeched Jennie, "We need to get you fixed right back up! Girls, get the make-up kit and the hair rollers!"

Courtney smiled to herself as her bridesmaids scrambled to put her back together in time for the ceremony.

Soon enough it was time for the wedding and the girls rode in a limousine to the church. Courtney was afflicted with butterflies, but not for the normal pre-marriage reasons.

She met her father in the foyer of the chapel as the processional music began. The bridesmaids began their walk down the aisle, escorted by the groomsmen. Billy and Jennie were first, followed by John and Patrick. Courtney wanted to watch, so she waved away the ceremony guide, ignored her dad's questions and peeked through the entrance. Billy and Jennie had almost reached the altar when the two screens behind the altar came to life, revealing Jennie kneeling on the bed, naked from the waist down while Brad fucked her from behind, his cock thrusting into her pussy. He had on his white, formal tuxedo shirt while her dress was bunched up around her waist. It was obviously the same dress she was currently wearing.

A scream broke the silence and the music died in a tangle of discordant keys as the noise of the love-making came over the church's sound system. Courtney could see her mom shoot to her feet to glare at both Brad and Jennie. Brad was looking around, not understanding what was going on while Jennie looked like she was about to faint or run, but couldn't decide which to do.

Understanding came over Brad's face as her heard Jennie whine through the speakers, "Oh fuck, Brad! I don't know why you're marrying that bitch! You're too good for her." He turned to follow everyone's eyes and was shocked to see himself on the screen, pounding away at Jennie.

"Because her family is loaded and I'm going to live the good life. She's a lousy, vanilla lay which is why I have you when I need a good fuck!"

Courtney barely registered the fact that her dad had moved up beside her to watch the commotion in the church. She saw Jennie's mom sitting on a pew, her face buried in her hands, and was delighted by the sight.

"Oh yeah, I love it when you fuck me baby! Cum in me, I want your cream running down my thighs while I walk down the aisle."

The video froze on the last frame and text popped up, Fuck you Brad! We're done! The video started again, Brad pumping away at Jennie on the screen.

Courtney barely heard her dad, "Dear god Courtney, what's going on?"

Brad roared up at the screen, "Turn it off! I'm going to kill whoever is playing this!"

Everyone was up and yelling at this point. Jennie, finally broken from her paralysis, turned and ran back down the aisle. She stopped in shock when she saw Courtney at the entrance to the church.

Courtney slapped Jennie, "You can have him, you bitch!" She then stepped aside to let Jennie continue her flight.

Squaring her shoulders, she decided to go and confront Brad. She pulled off her veil, then walked up the aisle, her dad a step behind her. The guests fell silent as she passed each pew, watching spellbound as she marched towards her former fiance. Brad was still roaring at the screens, demanding that they be turned off. As Courtney reached the last pew, the screens went black and the speakers went silent.

"Hey asshole!"

Brad turned around in surprise, "Honey! I..."

Courtney wasn't a mama's girl, so she knew how to throw a punch and her fist landed square on Brad's nose, rocking him back. It wasn't enough to knock him down, but it bloodied and stunned him for a moment.

"If you haven't noticed, Brad, we're through. Don't ever try to contact me!"

Brad's eyes had narrowed at Courtney's statement and his fingers curled in anger.

Courtney's dad stepped in front of her. "Hey Brad." His attention went to her dad. "You're fired. Pack up your the shit in your desk on Monday. Good luck getting another financial job in this town. Now get the fuck out of here."

"Sir, it's not what you think it is. I didn't..."

"Not what I think it is? That wasn't you sticking your little dick into Ms Jennie? Not the one declaring himself a golddigger? Get the fuck out of here."

"Now John, let's be reasonable." Brad's father, Rick, tried to intervene.

"Be reasonable? Reasonable is me not beating the shit out of your man slut of a son. Keep it up and I'll drop you as a client and black list your firm as well."

Rick stepped back, his hands up as he metaphorically washed his hands of the whole debacle. He took his wife by the hand and began to exit the church.

Brad looked like he was about to explode into violence, "Hey Courtney, you bitch! I'm gonna..."

"Going to what, Brad?" Billy stepped up beside Courtney's father. John and Patrick stood beside them. "I think that you're going to leave and not come back. If I hear of you harassing Courtney or her family, then you and I will have some words."

Brad shook his head, "You three are supposed to be my buddies and have my back!"

"Yeah, there's nothing in the bro code that states I have to support a cheating, fucking ass-hole. Get out."

Brad waved his hands, then turned and left.

As Courtney realized the drama was over for the moment, she broke down into tears. Billy took her into his arms and she flowed into him, pressing tightly as she cried into his chest. Her mom and dad looked surprised, but immediately began to whisper words of encouragement while her mom hugged the both of them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." she repeated.

Billy looked down at her, "There's nothing to be sorry for. That asshole cheated on you and he was a fool to do so. I would never have cheated on such a beautiful, wonderful person."

Courtney hiccuped through her tears, "You mean it?"

"That I wouldn't cheat? Of course not!"

"No, you said that I'm beautiful..."

"Of course you are beautiful, inside and out. You deserve a good man and hopefully you can find someone right for you."

Courtney looked down, smiled to herself and whispered, "I may have already found someone."

She looked up at Billy and wiped at her face, "I'm ok now." He let her go and she stepped back from everyone. She shyly asked, "I think I need to go home with my parents now, but will I see you later?"

"Of course! Give me a call anytime."