Three Bridesmaids

The knock comes at 2 AM.

I'm half-asleep, still in my suit pants, hotel room dark except for the TV I forgot to turn off. The wedding reception ended hours ago. I should be unconscious.

I open the door.

Three bridesmaids.

All drunk.

All gorgeous.

"Room service," the tall one slurs. "We're the service."

I recognize them from the reception.

The tall one is Dana—five-ten, two-thirty, dark skin, commanding presence. She was the maid of honor, gave a speech that made everyone cry.

The short one is Ruby—five-two, two-fifty, red hair, pale skin dotted with freckles. She caught the bouquet and screamed like she'd won the lottery.

The middle one is Jade—five-six, two-forty, Asian features, curves that her bridesmaid dress could barely contain. She danced with me twice.

They're all in their thirties. All single. All looking at me like I'm the after-party.

"Can we come in?" Jade asks. "It's cold in the hall."

I step aside.

They pile onto my bed.

Dana immediately grabs the remote. Ruby kicks off her heels. Jade opens the minibar.

"Last single-girl night," Dana announces. "Sarah's married. The rest of us are still tragically alone."

"Speak for yourself," Ruby counters. "I'm selectively single."

"You're single," Jade confirms. "Very single."

"Okay, fine." Ruby pours tiny bottles of vodka into tiny glasses. "But tonight we're not thinking about that. Tonight we're celebrating."

"Celebrating what?"

"Surviving another wedding without killing ourselves." Dana raises her glass. "To us. The leftovers."

They drink. Then they look at me.

"So," Jade says. "We have a proposition."

"We talked about this at the reception," Ruby explains. "About how weddings make us... needy."

"Horny," Dana corrects. "She means horny."

"Dana."

"What? It's true. All that romance, all those vows, all those couples dancing..." Dana sighs. "It makes a girl want things."

"And you danced with Jade," Ruby adds, pointing at me. "Twice."

"She told us you were... promising." Dana's eyes sweep down my body. "We decided to investigate."

"Investigate?"

Jade moves closer. Her hand lands on my chest.

"We share," she says simply. "The three of us. When we find someone worth sharing."

"And you think I'm worth sharing?"

They exchange glances.

"Only one way to find out."

Dana kisses me first.

She's aggressive—tongue and teeth and hands everywhere. While she has my mouth, Ruby and Jade undress me, working together to strip away my suit.

"Damn," Ruby breathes when they free my cock. "Jade was right."

"Told you." Jade wraps her hand around me. "Promising."

Dana releases my mouth. "My turn."

She takes me in her hand from Jade, strokes me while the other two undress. Three bridesmaid dresses hit the floor. Three women in their underwear—Dana in black, Ruby in red, Jade in emerald.

"How do you want us?" Jade asks.

I look at them. Three thick, beautiful women, waiting for my answer.

"I want everything."

They smile.

"Good answer."

Ruby goes first.

She pushes me back on the bed, climbs on top, sinks onto me with a moan. She's tight—almost too tight—and wet as sin.

"Fuck," she gasps. "He's big—"

"Told you," Jade says again.

Dana positions herself over my face. "Don't just lie there. Make yourself useful."

I pull her down onto my mouth.

She's sweeter than I expected, her clit swollen and sensitive. I tongue her while Ruby rides me, while Jade watches and touches herself.

"That's it—fuck—right there—"

"He's good with his mouth—"

"And his cock—God—I'm gonna—"

Ruby comes first, screaming, clenching around me. Dana follows seconds later, grinding against my tongue. They collapse, panting, and Jade takes Ruby's place.

We rotate.

Jade on my cock, Dana on my face, Ruby recovering beside us. Then Dana on my cock, Jade on my face, Ruby guiding them both. They move like a team—years of practice, of sharing, of knowing exactly how to work together.

"How many have there been?" I gasp between rotations.

"Enough." Dana is riding me now, her dark skin gleaming with sweat. "But you're special."

"Why?"

"Because you're keeping up." Ruby laughs. "Most guys tap out by now."

I don't tap out.

I make them each come twice more.

The finale.

They line up on all fours, side by side. Three thick asses presented, three wet cunts waiting.

"Dealer's choice," Jade says, looking back at me. "How do you want to finish?"

I start with Dana. Fuck her hard and fast until she's moaning. Move to Ruby, give her the same. Then Jade, who pushes back against me, demanding more.

"Don't stop," she begs. "I'm so close—"

I feel them all trying to pull me in, trying to be the one who makes me come. But I'm in control. I decide.

"All of you," I say. "Open your mouths."

They turn around. Kneel before me. Three mouths open, three tongues out.

I stroke myself over them, and when I come, I paint all three—across their lips, their cheeks, their waiting tongues. They lick it off each other, kissing and sharing.

"Fuck," Ruby moans. "I needed that."

"We all did," Dana agrees.

Jade just swallows and smiles.

Morning

I wake up buried in flesh.

Dana on one side, Jade on the other, Ruby draped across my legs. The hotel room smells like sex and champagne. Sunlight streams through the curtains.

"Good morning," Jade murmurs.

"Morning."

"Any regrets?"

I look at them—three beautiful women, soft and warm and satisfied.

"None."

"Good." She kisses my chest. "Because we're keeping you."

"Keeping me?"

Dana stirs. "We have a policy. The good ones get repeat invitations."

"There's another wedding next month," Ruby adds sleepily. "Cousin of mine. Open bar."

"You should come," Jade says. "As our date."

"All three of your date?"

"That's the policy." Dana sits up, stretches. "Share everything."

They look at me expectantly.

"Same room?"

They laugh.

"We'll book a bigger one," Ruby promises.

Six Months Later

I've been to four more weddings.

Same bridesmaids. Same hotel rooms. Same everything.

Somewhere along the line, it became something more. I'm not just their wedding hookup anymore. I'm their person.

"Is this a relationship?" I ask one night, tangled with all three of them.

"It's something," Jade says.

"Something good," Dana adds.

"Something ours," Ruby finishes.

I hold them closer.

"Works for me."

It really does.