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From all our time together, I knew Tara had a vivid imagination and actively fantasized about sex. I guess you could say she was seriously into it (sex), but that's what brought us together. Because she loves to live out her fantasies and make them reality, it makes for some incredible encounters. Bryan and I have always felt that we were pretty damned fortunate to be along for the ride.

They were getting married and they both had been heavily involved with all the wedding plans. It was a smaller wedding and Bryan even picked me as his best man, Tara chose her sister as the maid of honor. Anyway, everything was falling into place and she had just gotten her dress. One evening she confided in us that she had been fantasizing about being ravaged in the wedding dress. I looked at Bryan and said, *quot;Buddy, you've got one hell of a wedding night in your future.*quot;

Of course, Bryan was more than willing to accommodate her fantasy, but the two of them decided to combine her fantasy with the bachelor party...they could fulfill her fantasy with a hot threesome, that included a bride, groom and the best man. I really didn't see anything wrong with it, especially when it was decided that we didn't have to wear the damned tuxes. It simply put a kinky role-playing spin on what Bryan had humorously labeled TTN (Thunderdome Threesome Night). There's no post-apocalyptic attire associated with our thunderdome, just wild sex. A week or so prior, Tara set things up at one of our private *quot;meetings*quot; at work...you really gotta love the fuck-buddy concept. Though, I sensed they were both involved in planning this encounter. They were really excited about the evening, because they both texted me to confirm things. I arrived a little late and walked in to see Tara grinning and looking very hot in her wedding dress. She was sitting with her dress, hiked up to her hips, and Bryan, of course, was between her legs, seriously focused on some pussy.

*quot;Get in here...you're not that late, but we just couldn't hold off!*quot;

*quot;You look gorgeous in that dress! I think I need to kiss the bride.*quot;

*quot;You bet!*quot; Tara smiled and opened her arms.

Fixed on her smile and beautiful blue eyes, I brought a hand up to her face and cupped the back of her head. I ran my fingers through her hair and lowered myself to meet her lips. She slid a hand up under my shirt and pulled me closer. I deepened the kiss, when she stretched her arms to grab hold of my ass. We both moaned into each other's lips as her tongue reached deeper and deeper into the warmth of my mouth.

I traced the opening of her mouth with my tongue and nibbled on her lips.

Finally, I broke away to leave a trail of kisses down her neck. Bryan, still hard at work between her legs, was rewarded with soft, and sexy little moans.

My eyes came to rest on her breasts, which seemed visibly bigger, in the wedding dress. I thought to myself...fuck, she's hot in this dress. I could hardly move my eyes from that cleavage. She gasped and trembled a bit, as I popped a breast out of her gown and covered it with my mouth.

At first, I think Bryan and I were all nervous about damaging, or soiling, the dress, but we quickly forgot, as the passion escalated. She was almost breathless as she told us, *quot;Ahhh...guys, that feels so good...I can't wait to feel you both...I wanna be fucked really hard...by the groom...and best man.*quot;

*quot;Ahhh Honey, what you're doing is fucking incredible! Will you guys fuck me really haaaarrrd?*quot;

I raised up *quot;Bryan, I think our bride needs some cock. Don't you?*quot;

Bryan buried his face deeper, as he nodded and groaned his reply.

She just smiled at us. *quot;She does...she really does!*quot;

We pulled her off the couch and bent her over a bar stool; I slid her dress up and laid it over her back. Inspired by the sight of that hot, little ass, I playfully swatted and grabbed it with both hands. Tara had an ass that demanded groping and grabbing; it was fucking incredible. I rubbed my hand over its warm fullness and up, between her legs; I found she was dripping wet from Bryan. We dropped our pants and I ran the length of my dick over her pussy lips; I savored the heat and wetness. Teasing with the tip of my cock, I poked and nudged at the opening, before driving it up into her. *quot;Fuck...look at all that juice...you're really wet!*quot;

As I pushed it in, she groaned, *quot;Yes, yes, that's what every bride needs...nice big cock!*quot;

Bryan stood, facing her and slowly worked himself into her throat.

We proceeded to take Escort bayan her from both ends, slamming hard to force our dicks deeper. We found ourselves pushing against each other and squeezing her body between us. Eventually, I leaned down to stroke her clit and she reacted by tightening around my cock. With Tara, it was almost like she had her hand wrapped around my dick, squeezing me. I thought to myself...fuck, this girl's amazing...it's hard to get enough of her, especially the kegels. What I mean...I guess...she's always available, but you just always seem to want more.

*quot;Shit! That's my girl...squeeze me...fucking love when your pussy grabs it.*quot;

I hadn't cum for a couple days and I remember it being really hard to hold back. Just the thought of what we were doing, was enough to trigger an orgasm. She groaned and grunted as I pummeled her, my pubes slapping at her ass with each stroke. Bryan, actually, pulled out and stroked, while he watched me jackhammer his fiancée. Let me remind you...she's still in her wedding dress and looking hot as hell. What I'm saying...I certainly understood his choice, because it did look amazing.

*quot;Dude...that's fucking hot...fuck her good!*quot;

*quot;Ahhh...ahhh...fuck me like that!*quot;

Bryan was almost drooling and I asked, as a best man should, *quot;You want some...?*quot;

He nodded *quot;Yea...I do, man.*quot;

I pulled out so he could take over and fuck his bride, but instead, he dropped to his knees to lick her juices from me...it just wasn't what I expected him to do. He ran his tongue all over my cock. Eventually, he sat back, smiled up at me, repositioned his stance and leaned forward to shove it deep, into his throat. I reciprocated by pumping into him...shit, it felt good.

Now, Tara stood up to watch what had transpired and immediately began rubbing; it was a little challenging because she was trying to keep the damned dress out of the way. Anyway, it was pretty hot, watching a bride get down on her snatch, while her fiancée sucked cock, soaked with her juice. I thought she was going to finger-fuck herself to an orgasm; but it was all short-lived...because Bryan pulled off me and we got back to business. Together, we pushed her back over to the couch.

I got on top, pinning her, as if I was the captor...she couldn't even begin to hide her exuberance for what we were doing with her. She was loving every moment; she loved the aggressive, passionate sex and the dominance was essential for the fantasy. I held her arms above her head, straddled her face and bobbed my dick into her straining mouth. It felt so good to fuck her mouth like this. Bryan spread her legs apart, to keep the dress out of his way, and began fucking her like some wild animal. Knowing Tara and her needs, we both worked her over pretty hard; she wanted ravaged...we were giving it to her.

After throat-fucking both Bryan and Tara, I was seriously ready to blow and had to stop. To slow things down, I pulled out