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“I’m …” Kendall says, embarrassment tinging her voice. “I’m a virgin. I’m sorry …”

Tag kisses her.

“Don’t be embarrassed, honey.”

She bites her lip, cheeks flushing pinkly.

“It’s just that, I know girls have usually lost their virginities by fourteen these days, if not earlier. I just haven’t found … I mean, it’s not like I’m waiting, but you know, it’s not that easy for a girl like me …”

I sink my teeth into her bare thigh, stopping her mid-thought.

“You’re beautiful, Kendall. We don’t care that you’re a virgin. We think it’s hot.”

Tag and Trace mutter their agreement, and I return to attack her pussy. I don’t last much longer before Trace wants his turn. I stand and kiss her, letting her taste herself on my tongue, while Trace thrusts his tongue into her virgin slit. He groans when he too finds her hymen, probably licking it like I did.

After Tag gets his solo time, the three of us kneel down before her, ready to send her over the edge. We take turns going deep, licking her virgin hole.

“This is amazing,” she moans. She doesn’t have enough hands to push us all towards her center, so we alternate at the altar of goodness. I won’t say no to her urging. If she wants more, I’ll give her more. We all will.

I work her clit while Tag plunges his tongue deep inside.

“Oh God,” she says. She can’t stop moving beneath us. “I’m so close. Please don’t stop.”

Trace focuses on her breasts, licking her nipples while we make her pussy quake. Finally, Kendall goes over the edge, screaming out as she has her first orgasm.

“Oh god!” she cries. “That feels so good. SO GOOD!”

As she comes down, the guys and I help her put her dress back into place. She doesn’t get her panties back, but she doesn’t ask about them, either.

“That was … unexpected,” she says, breathless. “Thank you.”

We grin.

“It was our pleasure.”

After a quick kiss from each of us, we leave Kendall to fix her makeup and hair. When she comes back into the reception, it’s almost time for her speech. She looks a little freaked out, but also somehow more relaxed than before.

Monica tries to make a snide remark, but Kendall lets it roll off her back. I shoot Kendall a wink, and she blushes.

I have to make a speech too, but the rest of the reception goes by in a blur. In fact, I have no idea what I said when I got up and did my toast because it doesn’t matter. I’m too focused on how great it felt to make Kendall feel so good.

And how much we all want to do it again.

7

Kendall

“I’ve known Trudy for pretty much my entire life,” I begin, my voice shaking. I hate public speaking. Luckily, I have a thing for writing because I wanted to be a journalist for a long time. As a result, I put a lot of effort into my maid of honor speech, and after a hundred practice sessions in front of mirrors, I’m ready to do this.

“Trudy has always been an amazing person. The world can’t help but be drawn to her. I have no idea why she picked me as her best friend in kindergarten, but I’m so glad she did because my life would suck without you, Trudy.”

My speech continues, getting sappier as I go on. Finally, I end with a great big “I love you” and blow a kiss in her direction.

After my speech, Trudy gives me a big, tipsy hug.

“Thank you so much. I love you!”

I’d been tempted to skip the whole thing, worried that everyone would know what I was up to in the hallway, but Trudy needed me to stand up and say good things about her. I’m pretty sure that’s how she recharges.