We Swing Both Ways: Bi Bride’s Threesome to Survive Wedding

So, we’re going with a bisexual threesome to get through the wedding, and honestly, it was the best decision we ever made, even if we were both a total mess of nerves walking into that hotel room. My fiancé, Johnny, and I had been so stressed about the seating chart and his mom’s drama that we were practically snapping at each other, so when Siri suggested we all just blow off some steam together, in that super chill way she has, it felt less like a wild idea and more like the only logical move. I remember the air was thick with a mix of our perfume and that faint smell of the city outside, and the second she kissed me, all that wedding chaos just melted into pure sensation, her lips soft and demanding. I felt Johnny’s hands on my back, a little hesitant at first, but then Siri reached over and pulled him in, guiding us both into a rhythm that was totally new and electric. The three of us tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, and it was all about give and take, exploring each other’s curves and hard angles, figuring out who wanted what next through whispered words and soft moans. Time blurred into a mess of slick skin and too many hands, but the real highlight was watching Johnny’s eyes widen in a totally new kind of discovery with Siri, and feeling that possessive yet okay thrill seeing them together before it was my turn again. By the time we were done, sprawled out and laughing breathlessly, the frantic panic about our big day was gone, replaced by this raw, honest closeness between all three of us, a secret anchor that made saying “I do” feel easy, because we’d already survived the scary, vulnerable parts together just hours before the ceremony was slated to start.