I was so energize when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the ring mail. Marti had been my college roommate for three years before we both graduated, and she was one of my favorite people in all the world.

We hadn't stayed in touch very well over the twelvemonth, but we exchanged Christmastime cards every year ... for me, it was usually just a shiny postcard with a montage of exposure showing me ... my husband, Clyde ... and our two kids, in various vacation settings and Christmastide sweater. But, as fragile as that linkup was between us, I didn't ever want to mislay it.

Still ... the idea of Marti getting married was a stunner.

She'd always been a bed-hopper in college ... constantly checking out the next guy ... or girl ... and reveling in the erotic pleasure that she brought to every one of those fuck sitting. Those eff sessions even included me ... and, as her roommate, I loved it when she shared my bed ... in between her many date, and whenever my boyfriend at the sentence wasn't available.

After graduating, we headed off in different management, and our connection became a bit tenuous ... but I thought of her often, and was overjoyed when her marriage ceremony invitation arrived in my mailbox.

I'd met Clyde ... my husband ... a little more than a class after graduating from college, so he didn't know Marti at all. When I mentioned her approaching hymeneals, he quickly begged off ... saying he had a golf trip-up planned for that weekend.

"Sorry, Louise, but I'll be at capital of Maine with the guy wire that weekend ... it's already paid for and everything ... would you mind going without me ?"

Our kids were right at that age where they could appear after themselves for a weekend ... so, I smiled and said,"No ... I'll manage by myself ... it'll actually be soundly to drop some ‘ catch-up'time with her without having to interest about you being bored."

So, we agreed ... and three months later I was on a airplane ... flying to Miami ... to celebrate my roomy's big wedding.

After I landed, I took an Uber to Martina's apartment ... and we fell into each other's sleeve when she opened the room access to my knock. We kissed and hugged for a long prison term ... then spent the residual of the good afternoon drinking a distich bottles of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our recent life-events ... and laughing over memory board from our college days, some XVIII age earlier.

Jose Julian Marti lived in a 1-bedroom flat, which she would be giving up to go in with her soon-to-be-husband after they were married. She insisted that I stay with her while I was in Ithiel Town, so we could remain to catch up before the rehearsal dinner party later that day, followed by the ball ceremony on Saturday.

I chuckled and enthusiastically agreed, adding that I hadn't actually made any hotel reservations ... hoping that I could stay with her, so the two of us could spend some time together before her actual wedding. With some time to shoot down before the dry run dinner, we hugged again ... then moved into the sleeping accommodation so I could take out my clothes and toiletries.

While putting my traveling bag away after it was abandon, I tripped ... and banged my shin on the work bench at the foot of her bed. I plopped down onto the mattress, grimacing and feverishly rubbing my leg. Jose Julian Marti offered an empathetic wince ... then sat on the bed next to me, and said,"Here ... let me rub that for you ... I remember how much you always liked having your bruises rubbed."

After Marti rubbed my shin for a few minutes, the pain had mostly dissipated. Then ... with a suggestive grinning, she said,"If I remember right, you liked having me rub former things, too ”, as she moved her hand up my leg ... under my short-change dame ... and began rubbing my pussy through my panties.

I smiled ... then closed my eyes and moaned, saying,"Oh, my God, Marti ... that brings back such incredible memories."

Marti's grinning got bigger, adding,"I thought it might ”, as she shifted further onto the bed, so that she was leaning up against the headboard. She pulled me backwards toward her, so that I was sitting between her legs, and leaning back against her large, padded boobs.

With her breather warm against my ear, Marti reached around with one script and slipped it inside the top of my panties ... then moved it further down, until she was massaging my vulva, and running her finger's breadth up and down in between my already moist labia. She slipped her other hand inside my shirt, and started caressing my heavy, weeping breasts ... pressing the soft boob shape, and occasionally tweaking each of my nipples until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her care to my tits and vagina had their desire force. Jose Julian Marti pulled my shirt up over my top dog ... tossed it on the flooring next to the bed ... then continued playing with my white meat ... as I let my head loll back onto her shoulder, and snuggled backwards into her embrace.

Chuckling softly, Marti mumbled into my ear,"I see you still don't wear bra .... Goddamn, Lou, your booby are still fucking amazing."

She lifted them up like she was weighing them in her hands, and added,"You know ... I could never get enough of these when we were in college ... I think they're the nicest tits I've ever seen."

I blushed ... loving the compliment ... especially after having two kids.

She started pushing my panty down past my hips, and I lifted my target ... helping her to commit them all the way down to my mortise joint, so I could kick them off ... then eagerly fan out my peg apart.

Murmuring about how a great deal she'd been looking forward to my arrival, Marti reached between my legs again ... playfully fondling my twat for a minute, or so ... before slipping a couple of digit into my totally drenched pussy.

She giggled and exclaimed,"Holy diddley, Lou ... you're soaking wet !"

Chuckling, I replied,"I can't imagine why ..."

With my eyes closed, I slowly rocked my head back and Forth in between her sonant, heavy knocker ... mumbling swearing ... and relishing the toothsome sensations burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt fantastic !

After a few transactions, Marti pulled her soaking wet fingers out of my snatch, and whispered into my ear,"I always loved how wet you got when I fingered you ... it's a tally turn-on."She moved her dripping fingerbreadth up to my throbbing clitoris, and began tracing tight little lot around the gormandize tip, then rubbing it back and Forth River ... exactly how I liked it ... as I moaned, and rocked my hips into her probing fingers.

Marti smiled as she picked up the pace with her paw toying with my swollen nub ... and, it didn't take long before my breath began to catch ... an intense, leg-shaking coming building deliciously between my legs.

I let out a groan ... then grabbed her hand and pulled it hard into my snatch ... holding it there while I twerked my hips ... then shuddered ... as an incredible orgasm washed over me like a tingly, warm up tsunami.

I murmured,"Aaaaahhhhh ... piece of ass .... meeeeee .... Jose Julian Marti .... my God, that feels fantastic ... ”, and held her hired man tight against my throbbing clit ... grinding away, as I relished my overwhelming release.

holy shit ... it'd been so long since I'd enjoyed an orgasm that actually made my legs shake ... I closed my eyes and moaned ... wallowing in the euphoric sense crashing through my stallion body ... I wanted it to go on forever.

After resting for a few minutes to catch my breath, I turned around, and ... still perched between her leg ... pressed my lips against hers ... both of us enjoying a cryptical, tongue-filled kiss ... as I fondled her breasts through her shirt, and savored the remnants of my fade climax.

When we finally broke the kiss, I exclaimed,"My God, Jose Julian Marti ... that felt amazing ... I didn't make how much I missed having your hands on me like that."

Jose Julian Marti licked her drenched fingerbreadth ... sucking my pussy succus from the backsheesh ... then smiled, and said,"Me, too ... it's been way too long."

Then ... still laying between her legs ... I unzipped my skirt, and kicked it off of me ... tossing it onto the floor with my shirt and pantie ... then helped Jose Julian Marti slip out of her boxershorts, panties and tightfitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her boob and sucked her mammilla for a few mo ... then slid my flabby breasts down her naked body ... dragging my stiff mamilla along her smooth trunk ... until my typeface was rubbing against the top of her completely bald puss ... her breach cunt glistening with moisture from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling font, I spread Marti's vagina rim, and ran my natural language up and down the slit between them ... then slid two finger into her wet pussy, while finding her plump clitoris with my lip. Pumping my fingers in and out of her snatch, I used my lip and lips to eagerly suck on her straining nub ... teasing and flicking it with my tongue.

It didn't take long before Marti let out a squeal, and grabbed the back of my school principal ... pulling my face hard into her crotch and grinding her soused clit against my warm, wet natural language. Groaning and oath, she held my face against her pussy and rocked her hips ... as an acute, sizzling orgasm crashed through her entire body.

She exclaimed,"Ooooohhhhh ... prick, Lou ... you're so fucking effective at that ..."

I left my spit pressed against her swollen orb, as she gently twerked her hips and enjoyed her incredible climax.

Afterwards, I slid my body back up her torso ... rubbing my soft, pillowy booby and stiff nipples along her sweaty peel ... until I reached her lip with mine. We kissed again ... and fondled each former some more ... as we caught our breath ... splayed out on the bed ... reveling in the sultry splendor of our lingering orgasms.

While lying there ... satisfied and appreciative smiles splashed across our faces ... Marti told me how a great deal she missed cumming like that. Still gently caressing the diffused flesh of her breasts, I said,"Why ... your fiancé doesn't give you head ?"

She chuckled, and said,"fountainhead ... yeah, he does ... and he's not bad at it ... but, honestly, Lou ... you give the full head I've ever had."

I turned my capitulum and looked over at her with incredulous eyes, and asked,"But you're marrying him anyway ?"

She looked back at me ... smiled, and said,"Yeah ... I mean, I do cum when he eat on me out ... it's just not as spectacular as when you do it."

We laughed ... then climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to ask a lavish together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a picture Italian restaurant in downtown Miami ... for the rehearsal dinner.

At the dinner party, Marti introduced me to Harry ... her fiancé ... saying,"Hon, this is Louise ... my old roommate from college ... everyone just calls her ‘ Lou ’."

I gave Harry a quick hug, saying,"congratulation, Harry ... you got yourself a good one."

We laughed, then talked for a while, before Jose Julian Marti pulled me across the room to satisfy Cody ... Harry's best man.

He was a good-looking guy ... obviously in shape ... with a blackguardly smiling ... and a confident presence. After Jose Julian Marti made the introductions, the three of us chatted for a few minute of arc ... then Marti and I wandered off together, mingling and socializing with the other Edgar Guest at the dinner.

A small while later, Jose Julian Marti and I found ourselves alone for a few minutes, and ... with a conspiratorial smiling on her face ... she leaned in close and said,"So ... Cody ... pretty hot, right ?"

I glanced over to where Buffalo Bill was socializing with some of the other invitee, and nodded at Marti's remark, saying,"Yeah ... very attractive ... and has a nice body, too ... perhaps a little too for sure of himself ... but definitely makes an impression."

Marti giggled, and said,"Right ? ... and speaking of huge cocks."

I gasped, and looked at Marti ... my brow raised in surprisal ... and asked,"Who was speaking of vast cocks ? ”, then added,"And, how the netherworld do you know that ?"

She laughed, then in an excited rustle, told me the narrative about how she ended up nookie Harry's best man.

She explained that Cody was one of Harry's co-worker ... they'd known each other for a long time ... maybe ten age, or so ... and they'd done lots of things together over the years. Marti had met him about four years ago, when she'd started dating Harry, and she'd been included in some of the activities they did ... usually as two-fold appointment with whatever ‘ girlfriend'Cody happened to be shagging at the time.

About two age ago, Cody had come over to Harry's seat for dinner ... and to keep an eye on an NBA basketball game between the Miami Heat and the Houston rocket salad. It was supposed to be a three-fold day of the month, but whoever William F. Cody was dating at the time couldn't make it .... so, it ended up being just the three of them. They'd all had a lot to pledge ... even before the game started ... and by halftime, Harry was already tanked, and completely passed out on the reclining chair in the aliveness room.

Jose Julian Marti said that when she bent over the coffee board to deal some evacuate collation trays into the kitchen, the top of her sundress could barely hold her heavy breasts from falling out, and Cody had reached over and grabbed one of her boobs ... squeezing the soft flesh of her tit through the thin, cotton wool material ... then finding her mamilla with his finger, and giving it a little pinch.

She'd been surprised, and said,"What the shag, Cody ... what are you doing ?"

They'd both looked over and saw that Harry was still totally unconscious in the chair, then Cody had whispered,"I've been in lovemaking with these mamilla since the world-class time I met you."Then he'd grabbed her deal, put it on his hammer, and said,"This is how much I've been looking forward to getting my hands on your boobs."

Marti said she was blown away by how big his dick was ... and that she was even More amazed when it continued to farm in her hand, as she began rubbing it through his shorts.

While her deal squeezed and massaged his stiffening hard-on, Cody had pulled the top of her frock down past her boobs ... and, since she didn't have a bra on ... her mamilla popped out and began wobbling around ... totally exposed ... while Harry kept sleeping just a few feet away on the recliner.

With another warm coup d'oeil at Harry, Marti had left her titty flopping around outside the top of her dress, as she grabbed Buffalo Bill Cody's hand, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the sink, she'd reached between his stage and rubbed his semi-hard stopcock through his underdrawers ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in movement of him ... unzipped his shorts ... and pulled out his nearly put up boner.

She grinned at me, and said,"Holy shit, Lou ... it was fucking Brobdingnagian ! I've never seen one that big."

Giggling, she continued her story, saying that she'd stroked it with her hired hand and sucked on the bulb-shaped tip until he was fully erect ... then just stared at the impossibly foresightful spear and wide, helmet-shaped chief for a few moments ... as she continued pumping her clenched fist up and down his rigid pole.

In a bit of a daze, she'd let Buffalo Bill Cody pull her up to her base, then bend her over the kitchen comeback. He'd pulled the hem of her dress up onto her lower book binding ... pushed her panties down to her knees ... then shoved her peg apart and stepped in behind her.

She said she was so wet already, that Buffalo Bill's huge cock had slid into her imbrue snatch with one big push. She'd let out a muted yelping when he'd entered her ... trying to remain as quiet as possible, with Harry in the side by side way ... then began to moan as he started rocking his hips and slowly shoving his midst rod in and out of her dripping wet cunt.

When he picked up the pace, Jose Julian Marti said she'd had to cover her mouth with her hired hand to stifle her oink and squeals, as Cody reached around to grab her flailing tits ... and pounded away between her ramification ... bumping her thigh up against the kitchen counterpunch with every one of his powerful thrusts.

Marti took a second to look around the room to establish sure we weren't being overheard ... then leaned back in toward my ear, and continued ..."My God, Lou ... it completely filled me up ... it was idiotic how much it stretched me ... it hit all the right spots inside my pussy ... I started cumming almost immediately ... and, honestly, it seemed like I couldn't stop."

She said he kept going deeper with every forward passado ... making her boobs clap against each other, as they dangled just above the countertop. She'd moaned and rocked her hips back against every stab of his enormous hard-on.

With another giggle, she added,"I lost numeration, but I think I had five orgasm before he finally grabbed my hips, slammed his boner all the way inside me ... then blasted me with a huge consignment of cum. For fuck sake, Lou ... I could barely tolerate up !"

She said when he was finally done cumming, she'd spun around and squatted in front of him ... sucking his slimy cock into her mouth to clean it off ... while maw of jizzm dripped out of her overflowing vagina onto the floor between her legs. Then she'd used a towel in the kitchen to cleanse them both up ... including the stack they'd made on the kitchen floor ... before pulling up her panties, putting her tits away inside the top of her clothes, and making their way back into the living room.

They'd plopped themselves onto the frame to check the rest of the plot ... glancing over at Harry, who was still snoring on the recliner ... bushed to the world.

She said that, since Harry was still completely passed out, they'd continued fondling each other while they watched the final twenty-five percent of the basketball game.

Toward the end of the game, Cody was hard again, and Marti said she couldn't help herself ... she unzipped his shorts ... pulled out his erection, and leaned over ... sucking as a great deal of the head into her mouth as she could fit ... while using one of her hands to stroke the thick, veiny gibe at the same time.

Marti grinned at me and said,"He didn't take long before he exploded in my mouth ... my God, I never knew a guy could cum that much .... and so soon after fucking me in the kitchen !"

With a impulsive grin, Marti said,"When the plot was over, I nudged Harry come alive so he could say goodbye to Buffalo Bill, as we saw him to the door and he headed for home."

With a final pass of her head, Marti whispered,"After that, Cody swung by the house periodically when he knew Harry was out of townsfolk on business. I didn't mind ... I love his cock ... I just can't get enough."

My lip dropped out-of-doors, as I looked her in the eye and said,"You mean he still comes by and you two nooky ?"

Grinning sheepishly, she said,"Yeah ... sometimes ... not as much as he used to ... but, I'll take that cock of his any time he wants to have it to me."

After finishing her chronicle about discovering William Frederick Cody's lusus naturae prick, Marti said she really needed to unify with the other guest, so she moved around the room ... grin and enjoying her moment ... until we all sat down to eat the evening's rehearsal dinner.

Later on during the after-dinner socialising, I saw Marti talking with Cody ... both of them smiling and glancing over at me, as if I was the topic of their conversation. I blushed and looked away ... feeling like I was somehow intruding on their discussion.

About thirty minutes later, I made my way down the entrance hall toward the ma'am room. When I came back out, I was a bit surprised to see Cody waiting for me in the hallway. With a salacious grinning on his brass, he pulled me into the men's way, and into one of the empty stalls.

Chuckling, he closed the cubicle door behind me, saying,"Martina says I should get to get it on you salutary this weekend."

Still grinning, he sat on the toilet lid ... unzipped his bloomers ... and fished out his semi-hard penis. Even Marti's story didn't organise me for the sheer size of his tremendous turncock ... holy place mother fucker, that was impressive.

Stroking it with one hand, he reached up and grabbed one of my pinhead with the other paw ... then pulled me toward him ... until I was straddling his hips, with my dress hiked up yesteryear my thighs ... exposing my thong panties, which barely covered my pussy lips between my legs.

I was somewhat shocked into silence, and didn't actually say anything, as I stared at his huge ... and still growing ... hard-on. I had to admit ... it was every bit as big and buddy-buddy as Marti had said ... and I was absolutely mesmerized by it, as he quickly stroked it to its full ten inches.

I was wearing a form-fitting, backless cocktail dress ... with a plunging neckline ... showing off a ton of segmentation ... and no bra. With his eye locked onto my jiggling booby, Buffalo Bill pushed the hem of my dress all the way up to my waist ... then pulled my panty to the side ... as he positioned my display vagina directly above the bulbous head of his engorged boner.

Holding onto my hips with both hands, Cody lowered me slowly onto the tip of his towering erection ... then began bouncing me up and down ... his eyes intently focused on my wobbling breasts, as they sprung unloosen from the low-cut top of my dress, and jiggled around between us.

I let out a raspy, croaky moan when the head of his midst rod entered my pussy. I was completely unprepared for how big it was ... but was surprisingly wet enough already, so that it slid right in ... slowly at first ... then faster ... and cryptical ... as I continued bouncing up and down on his inflexible pole.

I was a bit overwhelmed by how good it felt ... as he shoved it further and further into my dripping wet slit. My God, I could find the bulwark of my wet, tingling cunt hugging his thick shaft of light ... as he pounded his erection in and out of my sodden pussy ... again and again and again ... thrusting his coxa up into every one of my downwards lunges.

With his stiff rod hitting all the right spots inside my vagina ... and my engorged clitoris rubbing deliciously against the home of this thick beam ... I suddenly erupted ... a monumental, leg-shaking orgasm racking my entire body.

I let out a throaty cry, as I settled down onto the base of his putz ... gently twerking my pelvic girdle, as I continued to grind my swollen nub against his shaft ... supporting my blossoming climax to even greater high. Then, I rested briefly ... with my peg spread spacious, and his monumental prick shoved all the way up inside me ... while I pressed my dangling titty into his font ... murmuring cuss about how good it felt, and savoring my lingering euphoria.

As my luscious orgasm began to ebb, I started bouncing up and down again on Cody's huge flub ... enjoying the flavour on his face as he watched my lowering breast flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his script ... squished them together ... making my wet nipples stick out like bullets on the end of my tits ... then sucked them into his sassing ... beating and nibbling on both of them ... as he continued plowing his straining hard-on into my dripping wet pussy.

After just a few more strokes, Cody released my breasts, and grabbed my rose hip ... slamming his unbending pole inscrutable inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted several watercourse of warmly, creamy jizzm all over the wall of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my easy breasts pressed against his face ... one of my pap still in his mouth ... Cody hammered his dick in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally empty ... stacks of semen leaking out past the side of his pumping tool ... and dripping onto the lavatory floor directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

I slowed down ... but kept bouncing up and down on his prick for another few second, as we both enjoyed the leftover of our ebbing orgasms.

After a min or two to becharm our breather, I climbed off his erecting ... then looked down at his Brobdingnagian hard-on ... still stiff and throbbing between his legs.

I grabbed the glistening shaft with my hand, and stroked it a few times ... as I stared at it with glazed, satiated oculus ... completely captivated by its impressive size of it and embodiment ... and the fact that it was still rock-hard ... even after blasting my bitch with a monolithic load of splooge.

I could definitely see how Marti would experience a tough time giving it up.

After admiring it for another moment, or two, I bent over and sucked the tip of his slimy cock into my lip. I pulled out the close few drop-off of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the whole affair off with my sass and knife, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some toilette paper to clean up between my legs ... then adjusted my panty and dress ... before the two of us headed back out to join the others.

After the dry run dinner, Marti and I climb into her car and headed back to her apartment. Along the way I told her about my surprising ... but spectacular ... tryst with Buffalo Bill Cody in the men's room.

She laughed, and said,"So, that's why his date couldn't find him for a while."

Then she grinned, and said she wanted to find out all the details. I happily told her everything ... watching the look on her aspect as she enjoyed every grunt, thrust, and frisson as I recounted the integral lustful story ... and by the time we reached her plaza, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

Once we got inside her apartment, we started shedding our clothes ... leaving them littered on the storey like bread crumbs in the wood ... as we made our way to the bathroom to study a shower together.

We played with each other's titty and kitty ... sucked each early's nipples ... and shared deep, tongue-filled kiss ... then grabbed the hand-held exhibitioner capitulum, and took turns blasting our button until we both had explosive climax. Afterwards, we toweled off ... then fell asleep in Marti's bed ... sated and completely exhausted.

The wedding was the succeeding day ... Sabbatum ... and it was a beautiful ceremony. The reception afterwards was held at a swanky hotel in business district Miami.

While Cody's ‘ plus 1'was dancing with early members of the wedding political party, he found me standing by myself, and we snuck off to an empty conference way where he fucked me again until we both had awesome climaxes.

After taking a abbreviated consequence to enjoy the aftermath of our delightful orgasms, we re-joined the balance of the group in the main outcome room. As we entered the elbow room, Marti caught my eye ... and gave me a smile, and a quick thumbs up ... before returning her attention to her new husband and former wedding guests.

I flew home the next day ... re-living the weekend's highlights in my judgment ... over and over ... as I gazed out the airplane window. Smiling to myself, I had to admit ... that was the best wedding I'd ever been to ... including my own .