It happened at our daughter’s wedding. Rachel was a senior in college when she decided to marry her sweetheart, Carl. Naturally my wife Jessica and I went all out, putting in weeks of effort to make sure things went off without a hitch. And they did. The wedding was almost as beautiful as our daughter.
The reception was held in the hotel where we were staying. With the ceremony over, Jessica and I finally cut loose and relaxed. I spent most of my time drinking, while she celebrated by dancing up a storm. As she went from partner to partner, I noticed that she had drawn the attention of not just the best man, Doug, but four of the groomsmen as well. Their names were Ralph, Tom, Phil and Kip, all of them fraternity brothers of Carl.
While my wife, at 45, is still a very attractive woman, with ample breasts that are still firm, and long legs that she works hard to keep toned, I was still surprised that such young men would focus so much of their interest on her, when there were so many girls closer to their age floating around. Jessica certainly didn’t complain, though; she seemed to be reveling in the attention. I noticed that some of the guys were dancing very close to her, and I could have sworn that some hands strayed to a few of her more intimate areas; but since she seemed to take no notice, I figured I was mistaken.
Eventually I started feeling woozy, and between dances I told Jessica it was time to go to our room. She insisted on staying, however, saying she was having a wonderful time. I shrugged and left her to her pleasure as I headed up to our room, where I passed out.
It was around five in the morning when a sound woke me up. I lifted my head to see my wife entering the room, obviously trying to be quiet. Curiously, she was wearing a large T-shirt rather than the dress she’d had on earlier. I turned on the light by the nightstand, surprising her. I was surprised too when I saw that she was a mess. Her hair was disheveled, and there was some kind of substance plastered in it. Her makeup was smeared, and there were some marks visible on her neck.
When she saw me staring at her she gave me a sheepish look and said she had a story to tell me. I had the feeling I should be angry or jealous, but what I mostly felt was curious, and I told her to go on.
Jessica said that after I had left the reception the guys had become a bit more brazen, dancing closer and pressing their bodies against hers. She admitted that a part of her knew she should chastise them for being so familiar with her, but she was really enjoying the attention, especially from men so much younger than she, so she let them continue.
Her lack of protest seemed to encourage them to go further, and she frequently found herself sandwiched between two of the guys. Pretty soon they were taking turns grinding their crotches into her pussy and ass, so boldly that she could feel their hard cocks through their pants and her dress. At this point she reminded me that, because we had been so busy with the wedding preparations, we hadn’t had sex for weeks, so it was only natural that such contact should get her a little worked up.
At one point she had been dancing between Doug and Phil, and they had guided her into a corner of the reception area, far from the few remaining guests. The other guys followed them, and Jessica found herself surrounded by five guys, effectively cut off from view. It was then they started getting really frisky, openly feeling her up, their hands gliding over her tits and ass. One of them even got his hand far enough up her dress to slip his fingers into her panties and begin to finger-fuck her right there.
Jessica had been right on the edge of orgasm when Doug suggested they should go back to his room. She knew that she should call a halt right then, but by that time she was too far gone, and she allowed them to lead her toward the elevator.
As they entered the elevator Doug embraced her and gave her the most passionate kiss she had experienced in years. As he drove his tongue down her throat she felt someone pulling down the zipper of her dress. The next thing she knew it was being eased off her shoulders, and then it was pooled on the floor at her feet. She could scarcely believe it. There she was, standing in an elevator car with five young men, clad only in her bra, panties, garter belt and stockings.
Each of the guys took turns kissing her and feeling her up as the elevator rose. When it stopped, she exited with them, thankful that Doug’s room was only a short distance from the elevator, and that no guests spotted them on the way.
Once they were inside the room, the guys had her bra and panties off in a flash, though they let her keep the stockings and garters, saying that they made her look even sexier. As Kip checked her out he made some comment about how she stacked up well in comparison. Jessica was puzzled about what she was being stacked up against, but she didn’t have much time to think about it as she was led to the bed and placed on her back.
At that point the guys stripped, showing off their finely toned bodies and large cocks. Ralph and Tom then went for my wife’s tits, while Doug began eating her out. Jessica had never had more than one guy loving her up at a time, let alone three, and given how hot she already was, they had her coming hard within minutes.
After her first orgasm Phil got up on the bed and fed his cock to her mouth. While my wife is one talented cocksucker, she wasn’t given much of a chance to show her talents as Phil began face-fucking her. She didn’t mind it; in fact, she enjoyed the rather rough attitude he displayed. He didn’t last very long, though, before releasing a real gusher of sperm down her throat.
As Phil fell away from her Doug stood up, sporting a thick nine-inch dick. He held Jessica’s legs up in the air, spreading them apart, then began to sink his cock inside her. She gasped as he stretched her in ways I never could. Once he was all the way inside, he began to fuck her with slow, steady strokes that soon had her coming again.
After making her climax once, Doug really began to pick up the tempo, thrusting into her harder and faster with each stroke. Soon he was slamming into her harder than she had ever been fucked before. Not only was she able to take everything he gave her, but she found she loved it, climaxing three more times before Doug grunted and blew a huge load of his seed into her.
As Doug eased out of her, he complimented her on her ability to handle cock. The others then put her to the test as they took turns pounding the hell out of her, each new man in her pussy seemingly trying to outdo the last. By the time they had all had a turn she had climaxed at least a dozen times.
By that time Doug was hard again. She was about the beg off, saying that her pussy needed a bit of rest, when he flipped her onto her stomach and put a pillow under her pelvis, causing her ass to poke up in the air. He then spread her cheeks and began to sink his cock into her bottom.
Now Jessica and I had had anal sex from time to time, but this time was a little harder for her, due to Doug’s size. But the sheer pleasure of it overcame the difficulty, and he was finally able to work his rod into her backside, and then proceeded to give her a thorough fucking that triggered further orgasms. Seeing her get off that way encouraged the rest of them to take a turn in her ass, each one making her come but leaving her craving more.
When Doug came up to bat again he flipped her onto her back and slid his cock into her pussy. But after thrusting in and out a few times, he rolled over so that she was on top of him, with his dick still inside her. At that point Ralph got up behind her and poked his cock into her ass.
After a few moments the guys got into a steady rhythm, alternately pumping in and out of her, and my wife blushed as she informed me that it was by far the most incredible experience of her life. She had orgasm after orgasm, one following another as never before, and she clawed at the sheets with the intensity of it. She heard herself begging them to fuck her harder, and never to stop, and indeed it seemed to go on forever, as they had tremendous staying power after fucking her so many times before.
Ralph came first, but as he fell away he was immediately replaced in her ass by Kip, and when Doug shot into her, Phil took his place. Over the course of the next hour she had a steady supply of cock in both her holes, as well as in her mouth. When she wasn’t sucking cock she was yelling with the joy of it, and by the end of it her voice was actually hoarse from screaming out her ecstasy.
As the last guy finished up, my wife heard one of them say, “Well, I guess that proves which one is the best fuck.” At that point Jessica, remembering their earlier comments, asked who it was she was better than. The guys looked sheepishly at one another, until finally Doug told her. It was our daughter, Rachel.
It seemed that Carl had given Rachel permission to cut loose at her bachelorette party, so she had responded by getting herself gang-banged by most of his fraternity brothers, including Doug and the groomsmen. When they’d seen how attractive Jessica was, they’d wondered how she compared to her daughter, and had set themselves the task of finding out. Now they all agreed that although Rachel had been pretty damn good, Jessica was definitely the hotter fuck.
Jessica, having come to the end of her story, now asked me if I could find it in my heart to forgive her. My immediate response was to throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out.
Afterward she said there was one other thing she hadn’t told me. It seemed the guys had invited her to the frat house the following week, so the rest of their brothers could judge for themselves who the hotter fuck was. I told her she could have the entire weekend if it took that long to prove her worth; and judging by her smile, I figured it probably would.
—F.S., Eugene, Oregon