Wedding Night Threesome Inferno: Raw Bi Lust in Cévennes Heat

Summer heat smothers the Cévennes gîte. Wedding vows echo from the village hall, but now night pulses around the pool. Juliette’s silk dress hugs her curves, ass swaying as she walks. My cock twitches, bi hunger new and fierce. Her boyfriend ignores her, arm around a busty blonde. I offer my arm on the rocky path, her body brushes mine. Heat rises. Poolside, champagne flows. Waiter’s hand grazes my bulge, wink flashes. Heart hammers. Desire floods, cock strains. Dance floor slow burns. My hand slips to her firm ass cheek. She presses tits to my chest, nipples hard through silk. Boyfriend interrupts, I flee hard and throbbing. Pool lights dance on naked skin, Juliette in string bikini, water glistening on her curves. He drags her away jealous. Potes crash, I crave release. Storage room behind toilets. Waiter—Sébastien—ambushes. Fingers undo my shirt, tongue on nipple. Zipper down, mouth engulfs cock. Pleasure surges, I lean on door. But I need to fuck. Drag him to barrels. Pants drop, his smooth ass perfect. Lick his hole, spread cheeks. Condom on. Gland teases pink ring, it yields. Thrust deep. Tight heat grips. Slaps echo, he bucks back. Cock owns his ass, sweat drips. Then—arms wrap me. Juliette. ‘Good ass?’ Yes. She whispers, ‘Suck him.’ Kneel, pre-cum pearls, salty heaven. She hikes dress, fingers plunge pussy, tits pinched through silk. His cock swells in my throat. Up. Her legs spread on table, cunt dripping. Slide in slow, velvet fire. He fingers my ass, slick probes. Heart races, I beg. His thick head breaches me. Waves crash—full, stretched, alive. Pump her pussy while he reams me. Skin slaps, moans rip air. She craves ass. Bend her over. Force her tight ring, hotter, vise-grip. He stays buried in me. Triple rhythm—thrusts chain pleasure. Glands pulse, I erupt in her depths as he floods my guts. Pull out, her ass leaks. Kneel together. He jerks over our faces. Tongues lap, ropes splatter cheeks, mouths. She sucks last drops, kisses—cum swaps hot, I gulp it down. Juliette adjusts dress, winks. ‘Fun plan.’ Gone. He offers bed. Collapse, spent. Dawn teases. Slip away before friends wake. She whispers later, ‘Never came like that. Again?’ Lips bite. Drive home, body hums, secret burns. Skin still scorches, pulse echoes the blaze. Unique fire, forever etched.