I went to a wedding with my bf this weekend. It was the most boring time I have ever had. That was, up til the Best Man said hello. It was a wedding that half the people there spoke only English, and the other half only spoke Italian. Well, I don't speak Italian, but ended up sitting with a table of people who didn't speak a word of English. It was after the wedding during the reception, the Best Man came around and introduced himself to me. He was the Groom's brother. Man, was he ever gorgeous! And a looker! That tux on him just fit right in all the right places.

I couldn't help but staring at him. Even when he was talking to me, my eyes kept wandering to the bulge in the front of his tux.

We started off with small talk, but with all the drinks into me, I couldn't help but flirt with him. I remember telling him that I was getting quite warm from sitting so long and having no breeze to help cool.

He said well look at that dress you are wearing, so many layers, you should get rid of a few. I replied to him, yes, Id give anything to get rid of some to cool down. He replied in a suggestive way, smiling, anything? I immediately felt that feeling in my that you get in your chest and took a quick short breath. I then just as suggestive found myself replying, Anything.

He said, Ill be right back, and then left me there sitting in the corner, at the table. A few minutes later I was startled when I felt my dress being lifted from under the table. I lifted the table cloth to see who, and it was the best man. He put his finger to his lips and said Shhh, sit back, and Ill cool you off. I was a little hesitant, but feeling his warm hands sliding up my legs as he pushed my dress up was very soothing.

I leaned back against the wall and relaxed.

I lifted my hips as he removed my panties and slip. As I sat back down, I felt his warm breath on my softness. I had just shaved before the wedding so my softness was very smooth.

He began to slide his fingers up and down the folds of my softness and I could feel the wetness begin to drip down the crack of my soft place. He then spread my legs further apart and began toying me and fingering me all at once and I started orgasming time after time. I think I could count 8 or 9 times before he finally stopped. I put my legs together thinking he was done but then felt his hands again spreading them open. Then I felt another hand. Confused, I looked under the table cloth, and again he put his finger to his mouth and Shhh! There was someone else under there with him. I couldnt quite see who it was when the toying began again. This was different. It wasnt him, I could tell. I reached another climax very quickly this time, and again and again. I then noticed the Best Man sliding out from under the table while this other person continued to lap at my softness. He sat down beside me and caressed my arm and cheek.

I felt like I was about to melt. He asked me how I liked what I was getting and I told him its great. He asked me if I had ever been with a girl and I replied no.

He said to me, now you have. I looked at him, then lifted the table cloth this time revealing to me the other person was the Maid of Honour, still toying me. Now the feeling even more intense, I began to convulse in my chair. I wanted more. Once she made me climax a few more times, she came out and sat on the other side of me. The Best Man then asked if I would like to join them at the hotel after the reception for the evening. After convincing my bf, I eagerly agreed. That story I will tell later