Hello everyone! I want to tell you a story that happened last Saturday. I was invited to his wedding by one of my childhood friends. Thing is, we hadn’t kept contact for years and we have nobody in common at this point. However, I still said yes. I would be attending with the man I was dating and I was dating back when I was invited, but he surprised me breaking up a few weeks before the wedding.

I had already bought an outfit and booked a hotel to spend the night, so this was basically a disaster. I decided to go based on the investment I had made and that could not recover anymore (I know, I should only book hotels with free cancellation). Even though I knew I would only recognise the groom and his mother, I was hopeful to meet some people. During the ceremony I stayed back in a corner where I couldn’t be seen. I have to admit a guy called my attention. He was not the most attractive in the wedding, but he was wearing a turquoise suit with some shiny pink complements with such a confidence, I couldn’t keep my eyes off him at any point.

After that came the part, I was most scared about: the cocktail. Standing up and mingling in a space where everyone already knew the group of people, they would stay all night with while I would stand in corner hoping not to be seen. I went to check where I would be sitting later during the dinner. I read the list of names and, of course, none of them where familiar to me. A girl politely asked me in which table I was. “Number fourteen” I answered. “So do I. Must be the leftovers table.” She replied. She was my salvation! She told me she only knew her boyfriend and another friend who works with her and the bride and invited me to join them for the cocktail.

Who was that friend she works with? The turquoise suit man of course. It was the four of us having some drinks and chatting for a while. The turquoise suit man was really outgoing. He spoke and moved in a way that made me think he was gay, but he was hilarious and definitely stylish. Thought I had a gay best friend for the night. Cocktail and dinner were fun, but the funniest was the after party. Dancing and drinking was fun, got really close to my new friend and for a second I thought he was into me, but I convinced myself that was impossible. Five am and the party was over. I called a taxi ready to head to the hotel, but he asked me if I wanted to continue partying. I invited him to my hotel, we bought some gin, tonic and glasses in a nearby petrol station and headed to my room.

We were basically wasted, laying in my bed and he dropped the bomb. He is bisexual!! I told him about my threesome experience and how that was the closest to experimenting with another woman I have been. He told me some sexual stories too and I realised he was hard under his turquoise trousers. I looked pretty directly to it, so he tried to cover while I laughed. “I think I can do something about it if you want”. He stopped hiding it. I pulled his trousers off and sucked his cock. Then he started kissing me and undressing me. He did it very soft, like in a romantic film. I was loving it. He lifted me and sat me on top of a desk that was in the room before kissing my body until reaching my pussy. I couldn’t avoid it, I cum in his face.

I went on sucking him for a while until recovering a bit. He was sitting in a chair with me kneeling on the floor in front of him. When I felt ready again went on top of him and rode him. After a few minutes we went to the bed where we would be more comfortable. He asked me if I wanted to do it doggystyle as it was his favourite position. I said of course we could and it was amazing. He came like that and then fingered me and licked me until I finished a second time.

It was a great experience with a lovely person! It felt romantic and hot at the same time. I have to admit it was him who made me recover the will to share these experiences online after being single again. I will keep you updated with my future experiences!

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