A detour for old times' sake.

Your visiting friends from college days, Chris and Dave, lean toward the closed door of the Fluffy Bunny Room where your former roommate Jen has been sleeping. This morning, the bedsprings are creaking as she enjoys a morning fuck with Mr. Cuddly Bunny, a giant plushie who is wearing Jen's dildo harness.

"C'mon, guys!" you complain. "It's MY bachelorette day!" Even a squeeze on their naked erections doesn't get them moving.

Dave and Chris look at each other, then at you. Jen's voice is audible through the door, panting with the rhythm of her riding.

"Can't we just peek, Willow?" Dave asks.

Chris looks pleadingly but doesn't say anything.

You look at the door. Jen's love-cries are getting deeper and more ragged, and there's a little 'slap!' before the creak of the bedsprings. You think back to your times in college with the three of them and a grin spreads across your face.

"OK, for old times' sake," you say. You raise a finger to your lips to shush them before they can cheer or thank you. Your finger is sticky and salty from Dave's wet cock, a nice addition to the taste of Jen's pussy which is still on your lips. "Quiet now, and be nice."

You carefully ease the door open. In plain view are Jen's heels and butt and Mr. Cuddly's big fluffy feet. Mr. Cuddly's giant member -- as thick as Chris and as long as Dave -- stretches Jen's cunt, spreading and rolling her swollen inner lips as she thrusts and rises on her morning playmate. Jen's loyal butt plug still fills her rump, adding extra fullness to each pump of the big dildo.

"Uuhh! Uuhh. Oh y-Uuh!" Jen cries as she rides Mr. Cuddly's pole.

Chris watches, absorbed. Even when he was your boyfriend, he always liked looking at your roommate's body. Jen liked admiring eyes on her, and you never minded.

Dave's third erection throbs in Jen's direction. You know he wants Jen's ass. But he promised to let you watch him fuck Chris.

Jen looks around but doesn't stop bouncing. "Oh! Hi!" she greets you. Her cheeks are pink and her forehead is damp. "You got the boys up!"

Chris and Dave are certainly up. Up, out, and throbbing.

"Hi!" they say, dazzled by her display of morning riding.

"Can we...?" Chris asks.

"...help out?" Dave finishes eagerly, waving his dick at her.

You bite back another protest that it's YOUR day. They haven't seen Jen for a while either.

Jen gives a snort of laughter. "Full up!" she pants, grinning. "Kiss and squeeze?"

Dave and Chris spring forward to get their hands on her. Chris gently cups her breast and tilts her head, bringing his lips to hers. Dave squeezes Jen's buttock and breast with his long-fingered hands and nibbles at her ear.

Jen responds with enthusiasm, holding Chris tight and returning his kiss with a deep one of her own, penetrating her mouth with that amazing tongue that just made short work of you a few minutes ago. She wiggles her butt and moans to show her appreciation of Dave's attentions. And she keeps rising and falling on Mr. Cuddly's dildo.

You pause with your hands on your hips, then toss your head and laugh. This will be a beautiful memory from your wedding, and perfectly expresses your friends at their best. Well, at their best in one particular way, anyway.

Jen's hips quake as she works with Chris, Dave, and Mr. Cuddly all together to bring her over the top. You see a tell-tale quiver in her lower back, followed by a moment of tension. Her back arches and she pounds herself down deep onto the giant dildo, tipping her head back and crying out with release.

Jen slows, rocking and shivering with the sensations washing over her. Chris and Dave ease her off Mr. Cuddly's temporary equipment and into the soft billows of the bed. She sighs as they kiss her cheeks -- Chris, on her face, and Dave, on her butt.

"Okay, boys," you say, "enough old times' sake. My turn now." You put your hands on your hips. "Back to the programme, gentlemen. You two. Back to my room. Dave sucks Chris. Dave fucks Chris. Chris fucks me. I want that big fat cock in me. Me! Any questions?"

Jen sighs voluptuously. Chris and Dave break up laughing.

Chris looks up. "Do you have anything white to wear? Maybe lacy?"

"Right," you say. He was hoping you could look a little like a fallen bride. "I bet I have something. Let's go find out." Maybe something Alex gave you would have the right look. Otherwise there was that sheer white linen dress with the fringe...

You step into the hall. "Heel, boys!" you call and hold out a hand to either side.

Chris and Dave step up next to you. You grasp each man by his erect penis and lead them toward your room.