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You arrive at the elegant wedding venue, a luxurious lakeside resort bathed in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun. As one of Harry's groomsmen, you're dressed sharply in a tailored black tuxedo that hugs your frame, the boutonnière pinned neatly to your lapel. The air is filled with the scent of fresh flowers and the soft murmur of guests mingling. Harry spots you immediately as you enter the groom's suite, his face lighting up with relief before creasing into concern.

"Hey, man! You made it," he says, clapping you on the shoulder. "Did you come with Patrick? I haven't seen him yet, and we need to run through the processional one more time."

You shake your head, pulling out your phone. "Nah, I drove separately. Figured he'd be here already." The two of you try calling and texting Patrick for the next hour, but it goes straight to voicemail. Finally, a message pings through from Patrick's sister: he had felt like shit the night before, went to the ER, and was admitted for dehydration and a nasty stomach bug. He was stuck there, IVs and all. "Damn," Harry mutters. "Poor guy. But... the pairings."

The bridesmaids and groomsmen had been meticulously paired off, mostly because several were already couples or married. Chaewon and Jiyeon, the two stunning women in the bridal party, were supposed to walk with you and Patrick since you were both single. No awkward exes or dates to complicate things. Now, with Patrick out, the math didn't add up. The wedding planner looked frazzled as she explained the issue in the hallway outside the suite.

Chaewon (the petite blonde with the shoulder-length bob, bright eyes, and playful energy) and Jiyeon (the elegant black-haired beauty with long, silky waves, sharp yet soft features, and a confident aura) stood nearby in their matching floral chiffon dresses, delicate white fabric adorned with soft pink roses, ruffled layers that hugged their lithe bodies, short hemlines showing off toned legs, and halter-style tops that accentuated their perky breasts and smooth shoulders. They looked like they had stepped out of a floral garden innocent yet irresistibly seductive.

After a quick talk, Harry shrugged. "It's your call, girls. We can scramble the lineup or... figure something else out."

Chaewon glanced at Jiyeon, then at you, a mischievous smile curving her full lips. "A trio could be fun," she said, her voice light and teasing. Jiyeon nodded, biting her lower lip. "Yeah, why not? As long as it's with him. We've seen you around enough to know you're not some creep." Their consent was enthusiastic, eyes sparkling with curiosity. Problem solved, for the ceremony, at least.

The wedding went off without a hitch. You walked down the aisle with both women on your arms, one on each side, drawing amused whispers and smiles from the guests. Chaewon's hand felt warm and small on your arm; Jiyeon's grip was firmer, more assured. During the reception, as the music swelled and drinks flowed freely, champagne, cocktails, shots of soju mixed with whiskey, the dynamic of us three being together started to click.

You danced first with Chaewon, her body pressing close during a slow song, her floral dress swirling around her thighs. Her breath tickled your ear as she whispered, "You're a good dancer... and you smell nice." Her hips swayed against yours, the sheer fabric doing little to hide the heat radiating from her skin. Then Jiyeon took her turn, dancing with you to a more sensual rhythm, her long black hair brushing your chest as she looked up at you through hooded eyes. "Don't think we're letting you off easy today," she murmured, her fingers tracing the back of your neck.

As the night wore on, the three of you stayed close, laughing, clinking glasses, bodies brushing in the crowd. The alcohol loosened some inhibitions and made the time less awkward. Chaewon's cheeks flushed pink, her giggles turning breathy. Jiyeon's touches grew bolder, her hand lingering on your thigh under the table. By midnight, the party was winding down, but the chemistry between you three was just building up.

"Hotel room?" Jiyeon suggested, her voice low and husky as she leaned in on one side, her full breasts pressing against your arm through the thin dress. Chaewon nodded eagerly on the other side, biting her lip. "Ours is a suite. Plenty of space... for three."

You barely made it through the door of their luxurious hotel suite before the tension snapped. The room was dimly lit by bedside lamps, a king-sized bed dominating the space, floor to ceiling windows overlooking the lake. Chaewon kicked off her heels first, giggling as she pushed you back onto the bed. "We've been thinking about this since the dance and how you treated us," she confessed, crawling over you. Her short blonde hair framed her face as she kissed you deeply, her tongue slipping into your mouth with surprising hunger. She tasted like sweet champagne and strawberries.

Jiyeon watched for a moment, then joined, shedding her dress in one fluid motion. The floral fabric pooled at her feet, revealing lacy white lingerie that barely contained her perky B-cup breasts and a tiny thong that accentuated her toned ass and smooth, shaved pussy. "My turn," she purred, pulling Chaewon off you gently and claiming your lips. Her kiss was deeper, more dominant, her long hair cascading over your shoulders as her hand slid down to palm the growing bulge in your pants.

You groaned, hands exploring. Chaewon's dress came off next, her body even more petite and lithe underneath, small, firm B-cup breasts with pink nipples already hard, a flat stomach, and matching lacy panties soaked through. "Touch me," she whispered, guiding your hand between her thighs. Your fingers found her wet folds, slick and eager, slipping one inside her tight heat as she moaned, grinding against your palm.

Jiyeon freed your cock from your pants, her eyes widening appreciatively at the thick, veiny length. "Fuck, you're big," she breathed, wrapping her soft hand around the shaft and stroking slowly from base to tip, her thumb circling the leaking head. Chaewon leaned down, her tongue flicking out to lick along the underside while Jiyeon pumped you, their mouths working in tandem, kissing each other around your cock, sucking on the head together, saliva dripping down your balls. The sight was obscene: two beautiful women, one blonde and playful, one dark-haired and seductive, sharing your throbbing dick.

You pulled Chaewon up first, her lithe, petite body flushed and trembling with anticipation. You laid her gently but firmly on her back in the center of the massive king-sized bed, the silky sheets already rumpled from your earlier making out. You spread her smooth, toned legs wide apart, knees bent and feet planted on the mattress, fully exposing her glistening pussy. Her outer lips were puffy and pink, inner folds slick with her arousal, a thin string of wetness already dripping down toward her tight little asshole. Her clit peeked out, swollen and begging for attention.

You dove in without hesitation, burying your face between her thighs. Your tongue flattened and dragged slowly from her dripping entrance up to her clit in long, deliberate strokes, savoring her sweet tangy, musky flavor, pure feminine nectar mixed with the faint taste of her earlier excitement. You circled her clit with the tip of your tongue, then sucked it firmly between your lips, flicking rapidly as she bucked her hips. Chaewon cried out sharply, her small hands flying to your hair, fingers tangling tightly in the strands as she pulled you harder against her cunt. "Yes! Right there—ahh! Fuck, your tongue feels so good!" she moaned loudly, her voice high-pitched and breathy.

Jiyeon didn't wait to be invited. She swung one long leg over Chaewon's face, straddling her friend's mouth in a smooth motion while facing you. Her perfect, round ass hovered just above Chaewon's eager lips as she lowered her own soaked pussy onto the blonde's waiting tongue. Jiyeon's long black hair cascaded down her back as she ground her wet cunt forward and backward, smearing her juices across Chaewon's mouth and chin. Chaewon's tongue immediately pushed inside her, licking deep and hungrily, making wet, obscene slurping sounds. "Mmm, yes, eat my pussy," Jiyeon purred, her voice husky with pleasure.

While Chaewon was busy devouring Jiyeon, the older girl reached down between your bodies, her elegant fingers wrapping around your throbbing, rock-hard cock. She stroked you firmly a few times, spreading the precum leaking from your tip, then guided the fat, swollen head right to Chaewon's tight entrance. You pushed forward slowly, inch by inch, feeling her velvety walls stretch and clench around your girth. Chaewon was incredibly tight, almost painfully so, her pussy gripping every ridge and vein of your shaft like it was made for you. When you finally bottomed out, balls deep, her cervix kissing the tip of your cock, she let out a muffled, guttural moan directly into Jiyeon's pussy. "So fucking full... you're stretching me so much," she gasped between desperate licks, her words vibrating against Jiyeon's clit.

You gave her a moment to adjust, then started thrusting harder, long, powerful strokes that made your hips slap loudly against her firm little ass. Her small, perky tits bounced rhythmically with every impact, pink nipples stiff and begging to be sucked. The wet squelching sounds of your cock pistoning in and out of her drenched cunt filled the room, mixed with the girls' moans and the slick noises of Chaewon's tongue working Jiyeon's pussy. Jiyeon leaned forward, her full breasts pressing heavily against your chest as she captured your mouth in a deep, sloppy kiss, her tongue dancing with yours. Her hard nipples dragged across your skin while Chaewon's muffled cries sent pleasurable vibrations straight to Jiyeon's clit, pushing the black haired beauty closer to the edge.

After several minutes of pounding Chaewon senseless, you switched positions. You pulled out with a wet pop, her pussy visibly gaping for a second before clenching around nothing. You flipped Jiyeon onto all fours, her perfect heart-shaped ass raised high in the air, back arched deeply. Her pussy lips were swollen and shiny with a mix of her own juices and Chaewon's saliva. You gripped her narrow waist and slammed into her in one powerful thrust, burying yourself to the hilt. Jiyeon was wetter than Chaewon but still incredibly snug, her walls gripping you like a hot, silky vice. "Fuck yes—harder!" she demanded immediately, pushing her ass back against you greedily. You obliged, fucking her with deep, brutal strokes, your balls slapping against her clit with every thrust.

Chaewon slid underneath Jiyeon on her back, positioning her face right at the action. Her tongue lapped eagerly at Jiyeon's clit and the base of your cock as you thrust in and out, tasting the creamy mixture of their combined arousal. She sucked one of Jiyeon's swinging breasts into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the nipple while her fingers found Chaewon's own clit again, rubbing furiously. The room was filled with the lewd symphony of skin slapping skin, wet squelching, and raw moans, "Deeper! Fuck me harder!" from Jiyeon, and Chaewon's muffled whimpers of pleasure.

You rotated between them for what felt like hours, lost in a haze of lust and alcohol-fueled stamina. Next, Chaewon rode you reverse cowgirl, her tight little ass jiggling hypnotically as she bounced up and down on your cock, her hands braced on your thighs for leverage. You could see every detail, your thick shaft disappearing into her stretched pink pussy, her juices coating your balls and dripping down. After a bit Jiyeon straddled your face at the same time, smothering you with her dripping cunt as you devoured her, sucking her clit and tongue-fucking her hole while she made out with Chaewon above you, their tongues and tits pressed together.

Then you flipped Jiyeon into missionary, her long legs wrapped tightly around your waist, heels digging into your back as you pounded her deep and fast. Her nails raked red lines down your shoulders and back while Chaewon made out sloppily with her, fingers buried in Jiyeon's pussy alongside your cock, stretching her even more. Chaewon occasionally leaned down to lick Jiyeon's clit or suck on her bouncing tits.

The orgasms came crashing through them in waves. Chaewon's first one hit like a storm, she suddenly tensed, her pussy clamping down like a fist around your cock as she squirted lightly, clear fluid gushing around your shaft and soaking your groin and the sheets. She screamed, body shaking violently, eyes rolling back. Jiyeon followed soon after on her turn, her walls convulsing rhythmically, milking your cock as she shuddered and cried out, her thighs quivering uncontrollably.

Finally, you couldn't hold back. "I'm gonna cum," you growled. They both knelt eagerly in front of you, tongues out, hands stroking your slick cock. Thick ropes of hot cum painted their faces and tongues, splattering Chaewon's blonde hair and pretty cheeks, coating Jiyeon's lips and tits. They kissed, swapping your load, giggling breathlessly.

Exhausted, you collapsed together on the bed in a tangle of limbs, their bodies pressed against yours, Chaewon's head on your chest, Jiyeon's leg draped over your thigh. "Best wedding ever," Chaewon murmured sleepily. Jiyeon smiled, tracing patterns on your skin. "And we're not done with you, tomorrow morning..."

The night blurred into more rounds, slow, lazy fucks in the early hours, their bodies glistening with sweat, pussies swollen and leaking your cum. Who knew a missing groomsman would lead to the hottest threesome of your life?