Ria takes his underwear off with her teeth

RIA

We all raised our hands like a classroom of excited first graders.

Connor gave me a beckoning curl of his finger:

“I think the bride-to-be should do the honors.”

I blushed, shivering with arousal. There was nothing at that moment I wanted more than to strip off Connor’s ridiculous underwear, but it felt weird having so many of my friends watching. Sensing my nervousness, he picked up his furry red jacket off the floor and wrapped it around his waist like a skirt.

“To give us a bit of privacy,” he jokingly explained.

The others cheered me on as I knelt down between his legs and—god, was this really happening—found myself face-to-face with his crotch. I tentatively reached for the g-string, but Becky stopped me by calling out, “No hands!”

The other girls agreed. I gulped. No hands? As in, I had to strip him naked with my mouth?

Aw hell, why not? This way was more fun anyway. And Tracy had been kind enough to tell me she’d already made Shane come, so I knew I didn’t need to feel guilty about anything.

Hidden from view, and overcome with arousal, I pressed my face up against the velvety fabric of Connor’s underwear until I could feel the soft bulge of his testicles rubbing my cheek. Lifting my head, I let the shape of his long, rigid cock brush against my lips and nose, and I felt him grow even harder. Connor must have made some kind of funny face in response to my teasing, because all the girls laughed.

I moved to pull down his g-string, but changed my mind at the last minute and stuck my face back in his crotch, giving the whole package a good, satisfying lick through his underwear.

“Whoa!” I heard him shout.

With an evil smile on my lips, I clenched his waistband in my teeth and dragged it drown past his knees. When I finally came up for air holding Connor’s Christmas cock-sleeve as a trophy, my horny bridesmaids looked at me like I was a hero.

“Merry Christmas, ladies,” he said.

The jacket whipped open and his powerfully hard erection bobbed into view. He had shaved down there, too.

Connor gave us all one more sexy dance—this time completely in the buff—then he politely turned to my bridesmaids and said, “I hope you all enjoyed the show, but if you don’t mind, I’d like to give Ria one last present—in private.”

My heart was pounding. What exactly did he have in mind? I was so horny, I’d have been game for just about anything at that point.