This was not a wedding. It was a three day party. The first day was golf for the guys and spa day for the girls in the morning, so we were segregated. But my friend, the bride, told me Glen was there. Glen was a guy I had crushed on hard. We'd had one drunk hook up at a birthday party, but that was it. Fuck. I was excited to see him.
In the late afternoon everyone came together for a wine and cheese reception. And he was there. Oh my god. Blushing. Giggling. Flirting. My ex immediately knew what was up. As we were going into dinner my ex grabs my arm and whispers into my ear to make it happen and looks at Glen. I remember my pulse racing and my pussy aching.
Glen wasn't at our table, but immediately after dinner he made his way to me. More flirting. He kept finding ways to put his hands on me. I knew it wasn't going to be a problem.
We're all staying at the same hotel, so I tell him he should join us at the hot tub when we get back. He accepts the invitation. It's a group of us, which makes it easy for my ex to fade into the background. And we're in Napa. So much wine and champagne. Glen and I sat next to each other the whole time.
Nothing happened that night, other than him kissing the palm of my hand at the end of the night. Eye contact. I knew he wanted it. I took my ex back to the room and took it all out on him.
The next day was wine tasting or some other activity to choose from. I went wine tasting. Glen went wine tasting. My ex didn't. We spent the whole day glued to each other. At the end of the day we're good and drunk. Tongues are loose. We're sitting next to each other on the bus taking us back to the resort. He puts his hand on my thigh and squeezes it hard. He tells me how bad he wants me, but my boyfriend is there. Perfect opportunity. I tell him my boyfriend doesn't care and he shouldn't either. He looks at me with his mouth open. Then his hand creeps up higher on my thigh until it's on my pussy. I let it stay there for the briefest moment, then moved it away. He moaned and I laughed. Then I put my hand on his thigh and briefly brush it against his cock, which is so hard and I could feel the heat off it. Then we go back to flirting, but a bit more explicitly now.
We get back and it's time to get ready for another dinner. After the dinner there are buses to take everyone dancing in San Francisco. Glen spent the night hanging with me and my ex. Glen and I danced together. My ex didn't dance. We all got drunk. On the bus back it's hard not to attack Glen. I tell him he should come back to our room if he's not too tired. Of course he's not too tired.
Back in our room we have a few more drinks. All of a sudden I have to get out of my club clothes. I stand up and take off my dress right in front of both of them. I stand in front of Glen in just my panties. He reaches out and pulls me into him. I'm straddling him and we start kissing hard.
His hands and mouth are all over me. Then I'm on my knees in front of him, sucking his cock. After awhile I stand up and he pulls my panties down and goes down on me while I'm standing in front of him. Then I grab his hand and pull him over to the bed, where my ex is sitting. I turn around to face Glen and sit down on my ex's lap. I start sucking Glen's cock again and my ex is rubbing and fingering my pussy.
Then my ex lays down and pulls me down with him. I grab Glen and pull him down on top of me, wrap my legs around him, and grab his cock and put it inside me. He alone fucks me for a bit. Then my ex pushes his cock inside me. After a few minutes of that, I turn over so I'm facing my ex. I put his cock inside me and tell Glen to fuck my ass. Then they both Fuck me so hard. Glen comes in my ass, which makes my ex cum. Glen pulls out, I slide off my ex, and put my ass right on his face so he can eat Glen's cum out of it. When he's done I push Glen's face into my pussy and have him go down on me.
Then Glen and I ended up taking a bath together. Even more drinking and we fucked again while my ex watches. At the wedding the next day it was hard to keep our hands off each other and ended up sneaking into the bathroom to fuck during the reception.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3eqktm/napa_wedding_mfm
Talking about your "ex" the entire time ruins the story. Just give him a name.
It’s also not entirely clear whether he’s functioning as the boyfriend or the ex within the story. I think it’s the former, but it’s confusing. Hot stuff otherwise!