It was about two hours into our wedding reception when my new wife, Anne, tapped me on the shoulder. Dinner was finished, the toasts were over, and wine was flowing. It was time to change out of our formal wedding gear and into something a little more comfortable for the dancing we had planned for the rest of the night. We'd set aside 45 minutes to rest, change and freshen up.

But now we had different plans.

We'd started to talk about it after my bachelor party.

Anne had fulfilled a fantasy of hers and been the stripper at the party. She'd originally planned to be anonymous, wearing a mask the whole time, but I'd gotten carried away and pulled her mask off, revealing her to my three groomsmen. I hadn't stopped there. Despite that fact that Anne was no longer on birth control I'd convinced her to let all of my groomsmen, David, Caesar and Huy, have sex with her.

We had all loved the experience. It had been transcendentally erotic.

Anne had loved being the center of so much attention. The entire wedding had made her feel like she was at the center of the world and she wanted to keep that feeling as long as possible. And there was something else Anne wanted to try, something that she wanted to do with people who made her feel safe and desired simultaneously. So, Anne, the groomsmen and I headed up to the honeymoon suite that we'd rented in the hotel. Anne's sister was the maid of honor and one of the bridesmaids was a woman that Anne occasionally slept with. They were understanding when Anne told them what we were going to do, but the last bridesmaid was my fundamentalist Christian sister. The other two women came up with some distraction and led her away, leaving us free.

We all stood in the suite, and ironically enough considering the past, eyed each other nervously. The groomsmen all stood in their tuxedos, forming a semicircle around Anne. Anne stood by the window to the suite, bathed in the warm light of the setting sun that filtered through the curtains. She was wearing her white wedding dress. It had a lot of lace and a deeply plunging neckline. She sat down daintily on the bed and extended one leg in my direction. I dropped to my knees in front of her and reached under the dress. I found her garter easily, but took a moment to reach higher up. I softly stroked her pussy through her silk panties. She sighed and threw her head back, then moaned a little when I took my hand away.

I stood up and faced away from the men. With a casual toss, I threw the garter over my shoulder. There was a bit of a commotion. I turned back to see David holding the garter and grinning.

Anne walked over to the groomsmen and kissed David.

“Lucky man.” She whispered. She turned to Huy and Caesar. “Will you get me ready?” They nodded. She took them by the hand and led them over to the bed. She lay on her back and hiked up her dress, exposing her panties. Huy and Caesar lay on either side of her. She looked at Caesar and he leaned over to kiss her. As he did Huys’ hands started to gently caress her. He played softly with the exposed skin at the neckline of her dress, then slid a hand under her dress and caressed her breast. Anne let out a soft breath around Caesar’s lips.

Caesar moved a hand down between Anne’s legs, fumbling for a bit with the bunched fabric. Finally he found what he was looking for and slid a hand into her panties. Anne thrust her hips upward. Caesar’s fingers easily found their way between her pussy lips and inside her. She moaned loudly and thrust her hips up against him. Her lips fell away from Caesar and she started to kiss Huy. Caesar penetrated her deeply, first with one and then with a second finger. She thrust again. He pulled back and focused on her clitoris. Rubbing circles around Anne’s sensitive center. It didn’t take long before she was bucking against him, hard. With a gasp every muscle in her body tensed and she came on his fingers.

Caesar pulled his fingers out slowly and Anne settled back against the bed. She grabbed Caesars hand and pulled his fingers to her lips. She smiled at her audience, then licked herself from him.

Caesar leaned in and kissed her. Huy took the moment to slide down to the end of bed. He hooked his fingers around Anne’s panties and slowly pulled them down. Anne’s pussy, in a break from the norm, was completely waxed, utterly smooth. Huy leaned over and kissed her mound. She bucked upwards. He kissed more fervently, then moved to the tops of her thighs. Anne spread her legs wide, urging him forward. He quickly moved to her pussy, licking at her lips, tasting her. She ran her hands down her body, then between her legs, opening herself wide for him. He took long, slow licks, her hips risings with every stroke.

She was already sensitive from her last orgasm and the situation was driving her wild. She wrapped her hands in Huy’s hair and pulled him close. She pushed upwards and came against his mouth.

When she fell back Huy’s face was wet and he had a huge smile. He moved up and kissed Anne and she licked herself from his face.

Both of the men, somewhat reluctantly, rolled off the bed and moved to watch from the side. Anne sat up and looked up at David expectantly. He smiled and took off his jacket and shirt, then stripped off his pants and underwear. His cock, long and thick, was rock hard. On his skinny frame it looked even bigger.

He moved over to the bed and lay down beside Anne. He had grown immensely more confident since Anne had taken his virginity. Anne rolled to him, still breathless, and ran her hand down his hairless chest. She took his cock in her hand and gently stroked it. David closed his eyes and savored her soft touch. He turned his head towards Anne and she kissed him, long and softly, their tongues playing against each other, breathing in each other's breath. Finally Anne gently bit his lip and drew away. She kissed down his chest and then took his cock into her mouth in one long, sensuous stroke. She sucked him lightly, once, twice, and then drew away.

Somewhat awkwardly she rolled on the bed and climbed over David. He looked up at her with lust and longing. He held up a condom package that he had fished out of his tuxedo pocket.

“Should I put this on?” He asked.

“No.” Anne’s reply was soft but firm.

“Last time you weren’t on birth control.” It was hard to tell if it was a statement or a questions.

“I’m OK, if you are.” She was looking directly in his eyes. The truth was that she’s gone back on birth control after the events of my bachelor party. It had been pretty clear that we still had a lot of experimenting to do. But she wasn’t going to say so unless she was directly asked. She’d loved the way her unprotected pussy had driven them wild. David swallowed, then nodded.

Anne reached between her legs and grasped David’s cock. She raised her hips a little and rubbed his cock against herself, getting her pussy wetter and wetter, until with a sigh, she guided him inside. The dress fell around them, hiding their fucking from our view.

She pressed a hand against his chest, pinning him to the bed and rode him slowly, gently. David reached up and held Anne’s breasts, still clad in the white gown, supporting her and massaging her at the same time. She began to bounce against him, harder and faster. Her breath got short. David started to thrust upward, harder and harder. Anne threw back her head, almost lost in the moment.

David moaned and that brought Anne back. She slowed down, pushing against David’s hips, slowing him down as well. He drew a ragged breath, trying to come back from the edge. Finally they both stopped moving. Anne lay flat against David’s chest. She kissed him, then reached back and pulled her wedding dress forward, showing us all David’s cock buried in her pussy.

I knelt on the bed beside her, facing my other groomsmen, and slow spread the cheeks of her ass for them. Anne’s tight little asshole quivered enticingly. Huy stepped up behind her. He pulled cock out and stroked himself briefly. Then he pressed up against her tiny little hole, hard, almost going in. She moaned, and rocked forward, then pushed back. He put one hand on her back and, with the other, jacked himself off. He didn’t last long, pressed up so tightly against her. He came hard, coating her hole. Anne moaned again.

“Thank you Huy,” She whispered. Huy stepped back and Caesar took his place, pushed his cock against her cum coated asshole. Huys sperm dripped from her. Caesar pushed in a little deeper than Huy had gone. Anne held steady for a minute, then moved forward, ensuring that he was just at the rim. Caesar jacked himself and erupted against her. Then stepped back.

I moved behind my new wife, undid my pants, and guided my cock against her asshole. Anne tensed. This was the moment everything had been building towards. I pushed forward slowly. Her asshole was slick, lubricated with my friends cum. Anne’s ass was tight, tight than it had ever been. Her body rocked forward and I had to hold her steady. Slowly my cock entered her. She grunted. Then moaned. I stopped. Let her get used to me, then pushed forward again. I could feel David’s cock, pushing up from beneath. He twitched in arousal and Anne flinched in sympathy.

Anne didn’t really like anal sex. Her first experience hadn’t been good. She’s learned to tolerate it since, because I loved it so much, but she rarely allowed it. But she decided that she wanted this experience, as a highlight on the day of our wedding. To get double penetrated, to feel two cocks inside her.

I pushed forward again. Anne grunted and pushed back. I went slow, but didn’t relent. Anne was tight.

Astonishingly, almost impossibly tight. I could feel the pulsing of David’s cock through the thin wall the separated us. I could feel Anne’s heartbeat against my cock. The pulsing was so tight that it was almost painful, but amazing. Anne’s asshole was hot, so hot it felt like she was scalding my cock.

With a long slow slide, I buried my cock as deep in her as I could go. She sighed when I reached the end. A sound that was half pleasure, half pain.

I sat there for a minute, letting her get comfortable on my cock. She looked amazing, so vulnerable in her wedding dress. I could see her hands gripping the bed tightly and it only increase my arousal.

I slowly pulled out and she let out a long breath. I pulled all the way out and she gasped as my cock left her ass. Huy handed me a bottle of lube and I coated her with it. It was easier to enter her this time, but not a lot easier. Her entire body was tense. It felt amazing.

This time when I penetrated her to the fullest, I stopped.

“It’s up to you now Anne.” I whispered. She stayed motionless for a moment, then started to move slowly. Very slowly. David’s cock moved in her pussy. I moved in her ass. She rocked forward, then back. Very slowly at first, then slightly faster. The sensation was overwhelming. So many new sensations. Heat and pulsing, friction from every direction.

“Holy fuck.” I head David whisper beneath her.

“Fill me David.” Anne whispered in his ear. “Put your cum in my pussy on my wedding day.” She rocked slowly as she spoke. It was hard not to thrust forward. “Put your sperm deep inside me.” David gasped and twitched. She ground down against him, pushing my cock deeper into her ass.

“Anne.” David whispered. She buried her face in his neck and started to rock faster. I could feel him getting harder, throbbing. Suddenly he bucked upwards. His cock pulsed inside her. I could feel his orgasm as he came inside my new wife.

With that I lost any semblance of control. I grabbed her hips and slammed into her. She gave a little cry. I started to fuck her with wild abandon. She was so hot, so tight, so welcoming where she shouldn’t be. She grunted and moaned beneath me and I pounded harder. The world started to go dark around me and I grabbed her hips to force my cock as deep inside her ass as I could. I exploded.

I came inside her ass, hard, again and again, filling her with cum. It was amazing.

When I finally finished I pulled out and rolled to the side. Anne rolled on her back. I staggered to my feet, as did David. All four of us looked down at Anne on the bed. She hiked her wedding dress over her hips and spread her legs. Showing us our cum dripping out of her pussy and ass. She was the most amazing combination of elegant beauty and perverse slut. She was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was my wife.

We looked at the clock and noticed that we didn’t have much time left to us. We cleaned and changed as quickly as possible, then returned to the reception. I don’t think anyone could tell what we’d been doing, but Anne was a strangely awkward dancer for the rest of the night.

The Chronology of Anne