Ganged by Hardcore Groomsmen: Shared for the First Time

By Lydia Wilde

After a tough breakup, Tracy finds herself infatuated with the best man at her friend's wedding. Lust is in the air, and this silver fox is desperate to get Tracy to his hotel room. Little does she know that he's sharing the suite with the other groomsmen, and that's not all he plans on sharing with these hot, muscular studs...

Can Tracy handle being shared for the first time?

This explicit, filthy standalone erotica short story features:
Sharing of one woman with multiple men, MFMMM, domination, erotic humiliation, spanking, slapping, and all from the perspective of the submissive young woman. Experience her desire, lust, humiliation, shame, arousal, and pleasure as she's used, shared, stuffed, and has every hole filled by multiple men!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lydia Wilde
• Release date: Feb 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798215163917

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Ganged by Hardcore Groomsmen

Lydia Wilde

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Chapter 1

Tracy trudged toward the reception with the rest of the wedding party, a solemn needle in the haystack of jubilant revelers.

Only three months ago, she had been ecstatic; she was going to be a bridesmaid in one of her best friends’ weddings, and Tracy’s own wedding was just around the corner.

Only three months since she had broken her engagement off with James.

Three months since her life had gone to shit.

Here, let me get that for you.

The man who pulled out her chair graced her with a gentle smile. Zack, the best man and the groom’s older brother. Much older—evident by the silver streaks in his smooth hair and his salt-and-pepper beard.

Never has a man been more deserving of the title ‘silver fox’, but Tracy could hardly appreciate the stud before her.

Thanks, she mumbled, settling down at the wedding party’s table. She crossed her legs under the cream tablecloth, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. The silky lavender dresses the bridesmaids had agreed upon were far too short and airy for Tracy’s liking.

James would never approve.

She cringed at the invasive thought, ashamed that she still secretly sought his approval.

All around her, wedding guests enjoyed their post-ceremony glow. Jovial laughs erupted from a table of men off to her left; a few older women wiped away the last remnants of tears siphoned from their eyes by sappy wedding vows; the kids’ table put forth no effort to contain its rowdy occupants.

Tracy tried to recall the beautiful ceremony. It was beautiful, right? Everyone had been saying so. All she could remember was the haze—the haze that had consumed her since that night when her world collapsed.

Were those wind chimes she was hearing? No. Glasses. Ah, of course. She was at a wedding, after all.

The bride was standing at her table, holding her beaming husband’s hand and speaking into a microphone. Derek and I are so humbled that so many have come to celebrate our…

A heeled foot collided with Tracy’s shin under the table.

Ow! she hissed, ripped momentarily from her psychosis. "What the