janvi_patel's Blog

I was 21 and it was my best friend's wedding; a typical big fat Indian destination wedding. I was looking gorgeous in my … designer saree with a low cut backless blouse showing myself off to the curious hungry eyes of young and hunky spectators at the wedding.

The wedding went off splendidly. It came to an end about four o’clock and then we had that awful gap of 2-3 hours before the evening reception. Everyone was quite tired and grateful for the chance to slip away to their rooms for a bit of a sleep before starting again in the evening. My roommates headed straight back but I got talking to my other friends for a while and got left behind. By the time we had finished chatting I was all by myself. Not to worry I knew where our room was – Room 236 – and I knew how to get there despite there being a bit of a maze of corridors. I didn’t have a key so I knocked to get my friends to let me in.

The door opened and, to my total amazement, all I could see inside were a load of men all in various stages of undress. I quickly turned to move on but the man who had answered the door stopped me saying “It’s all right you can join us if you want, you will be very welcome”. Now came that defining moment in my life – I stopped, turned, looked at what was happening in the room, looked up and down the corridor to see if there was anyone I knew around, looked again into the room and realised that those were 6 of the groom's hot best friends.

It was the realisation of a fantasy I had held for many years! As I entered the room I was actually quivering with excitement. I didnt know what was going to happen but I just knew I had to do it.

There was no messing around – I was quickly grabbed by a couple of the men and off came my saree. A pair of hands came around me, slipped my boobs out of my blouse and starting pulling on my nipples. At the same time two other men were reaching up my thighs and stroking me through my panties. I could feel the cock behind me pushing into my bum and instinctively reached around and put my hand around and grabbed the largest cock I had ever felt.

By now, I could feel the hands under my panties and I felt almost embarrassed when I realised that I was absolutely soaking down there. I usually needed a lot of stimulation, but today I was streaming after only a couple of minutes. It didn’t go unnoticed as there were several comments from the men who were stroking my pussy. Suddenly I felt fingers entering me and I gave out a very loud groan which seemed to be much appreciated by them all. They started calling me names – slut, whore, bitch etc. – and that really got me going. I realised that that was exactly what I was – and I was loving every single second of it.

I was totally naked in a roomful of men, all of whom were obviously going to do all sorts of wonderfully dirty things to me. I was pushed to my knees and a big cock pushed into my face. I opened my mouth and starting sucking it for all I was worth. It felt wonderful. I could feel hands between my legs and suddenly I was being fingered from behind. My God it felt so bloody fantastic and I could feel myself start to shake uncontrollably. Suddenly it happened – no real warning at all – I had the biggest, longest and loudest orgasm I had ever had. It seemed to go on and on and I was only very vaguely aware of the boys cheering and jeering at my reaction. In the midst of it I also felt the cock in my mouth erupt and shoot what seemed like gallons of cum down my throat and then all over my face.

I collapsed onto the floor but I was given no chance to relax as my legs were pushed apart a cock pushed inside me. Instinctively I began to move and in no time I was once again in full swing, this time fully aware of what was happening and taking full enjoyment from it. I grabbed a cock in both hands, licking and sucking them in turn, all the time groaning and shouting obscenities, something I had never done before. To my total delight both men came at the same time, shooting cum all over me, closely followed by the one who was fucking me. It was only then that the thought of unprotected sex crossed my mind but I was far too far gone to worry about it.

Suddenly some sort of sanity returned and I realised that my absence from the wedding would be noticed if I didn’t hurry up and get back. Glancing at my watch I was horrified to see that over two hours had gone by. I managed to find my clothes and staggered into the bathroom. Somehow I got dressed and did something about my makeup and hair, although that seemed covered in dried on cum. Despite the protestations of my new friends I persuaded them that I had to leave and slipped out of the door looking extremely suspicious as I looked up and down the corridor.

But where was I to go? Then I realised my mistake – this had been Room 226 not 236. I quickly ran the short distance to the correct room and tapped on the door. God I was so scared – I knew I looked a mess and how could I explain that to my roommates? The door opened and a sleepy voice said 'you have been a while – been chatting?' "Yes" I said and now I am busting for the loo. I dived for the shelter of the bathroom. “I think I will have a shower” I called out “get myself freshened up for this evening”.

The evening do was a complete success although I have to admit I had my mind on other things. I was the life and soul of the party and seemed extremely popular with the groom's friends – perhaps my inner thoughts were shining through. I had a slight moment of panic when my friend commented that I seemed on a total high, but that was easily put down to the fact that it was my best friend's wedding.

I was really a special wedding.