I was so activated when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the mail. Marti had been my college roommate for three days 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 year, but we exchanged Christmas cards every year ... for me, it was usually just a shiny postcard with a montage of photo showing me ... my husband, Clyde ... and our two kids, in assorted holiday settings and Dec 25 sweaters. But, as fragile as that link was between us, I didn't ever want to suffer it.

Still ... the melodic theme of Jose Julian 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 do it sessions. Those have sex sessions even included me ... and, as her roomie, I loved it when she shared my bed ... in between her many dates, and whenever my swain at the time wasn't available.

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

I'd met Clyde ... my husband ... a little Sir Thomas More than a year after graduating from college, so he didn't know Jose Julian Marti at all. When I mentioned her upcoming nuptials, he quickly begged off ... saying he had a golf misstep planned for that weekend.

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

Our shaver 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 expend some ‘ catch-up'sentence with her without having to occupy about you being bored."

So, we agreed ... and three month later I was on a plane ... flying to Miami ... to observe my roommate's big wedding.

After I landed, I took an Uber to Martina's apartment ... and we fell into each former's arm when she opened the door to my knock. We kissed and hugged for a yearn time ... then spent the respite of the good afternoon drinking a twin bottles of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our recent life-events ... and laughing over computer memory from our college days, some eighteen years earlier.

Jose Julian Marti lived in a 1-bedroom apartment, which she would be giving up to move in with her soon-to-be-husband after they were married. She insisted that I stay with her while I was in town, so we could continue to catch up before the rehearsal dinner later that day, followed by the formal 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 expend some time together before her literal hymeneals. With some clock time to pop before the rehearsal dinner, we hugged again ... then moved into the bedroom so I could take out my apparel and toiletries.

While putting my suitcase away after it was empty, I tripped ... and banged my shinbone on the bench at the animal foot of her bed. I plopped down onto the mattress, grimacing and feverishly rubbing my leg. Marti offered an empathic 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 contusion rubbed."

After Marti rubbed my shin bone for a few minutes, the pain had mostly dissipated. Then ... with a suggestive grin, she said,"If I remember right, you liked having me rub other things, too ”, as she moved her hand up my leg ... under my curtly skirt ... and began rubbing my pussycat through my panties.

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

Marti's smiling got bad, 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 breathing place warm against my ear, Marti reached around with one hand and slipped it inside the top of my pantie ... then moved it further down, until she was massaging my vulva, and running her fingerbreadth up and down in between my already moist labia. She slipped her other hand inside my shirt, and started caressing my hard, pendulous breasts ... pressing the cushy boob flesh, and occasionally tweaking each of my nipples until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her attention to my mamilla and vagina had their desired essence. Marti pulled my shirt up over my head ... tossed it on the trading floor next to the bed ... then continued playing with my white meat ... as I let my headland 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 boobs 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 mammilla I've ever seen."

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

She started pushing my pantie down past my hips, and I lifted my ass ... helping her to pull them all the way down to my ankles, so I could kick them off ... then eagerly fan out my legs apart.

Murmuring about how much she'd been looking forward to my arrival, Jose Julian Marti reached between my peg again ... playfully fondling my twat for a minute, or so ... before slipping a couple of fingerbreadth into my totally drenched pussy.

She giggled and exclaimed,"holy place doodly-squat, 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 subdued, heavy breast ... mumbling oath ... and relishing the delicious sensations burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt fantastic !

After a few minutes, Jose Julian Marti pulled her soaking wet digit out of my snatch, and whispered into my ear,"I always loved how wet you got when I fingered you ... it's a total turn-on."She moved her dripping fingers up to my throbbing clitoris, and began tracing loaded lilliputian lot around the congested tip, then rubbing it back and forth ... exactly how I liked it ... as I moaned, and rocked my articulatio coxae into her probing fingers.

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

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

I murmured,"Aaaaahhhhh ... roll in the hay .... meeeeee .... Marti .... my God, that feels fantastic ... ”, and held her hand tight against my throbbing clit ... grinding away, as I relished my overwhelming release.

holy place shit ... it'd been so longsighted since I'd enjoyed an coming that actually made my ramification shake ... I closed my eyes and moaned ... wallowing in the euphoric sentience crashing through my entire body ... I wanted it to go on forever.

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

When we finally broke the osculation, I exclaimed,"My God, Marti ... that felt amazing ... I didn't realize how lots I missed having your hand on me like that."

Marti licked her drenched digit ... sucking my pussy juice from the tips ... then smiled, and said,"Me, too ... it's been way too long."

Then ... still laying between her ramification ... I unzipped my wench, and kicked it off of me ... tossing it onto the floor with my shirt and panties ... then helped Jose Julian Marti slip out of her short, panties and tight fitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her tits and sucked her mamilla for a few moments ... then slew my piano knocker down her naked eubstance ... dragging my stiff nipples along her bland body ... until my grimace was rubbing against the top of her altogether bald twat ... her gawp cunt glistening with moisture from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling grimace, I spread Jose Julian Marti's vagina lips, and ran my clapper up and down the slit between them ... then slid two fingers into her wet pussy, while finding her plump clitoris with my backtalk. Pumping my digit in and out of her snatch, I used my mouth and lips to eagerly suck on her straining nub ... tantalization and flicking it with my tongue.

It didn't take long before Marti let out a squeal, and grabbed the rear of my head ... pulling my face hard into her privates and grinding her plastered clit against my warm, wet glossa. Groaning and cuss, she held my nerve against her pussy and rocked her hips ... as an vivid, sizzling climax crashed through her intact body.

She exclaimed,"Ooooohhhhh ... horseshit, Lou ... you're so fucking just at that ..."

I left my tongue pressed against her self-conceited orb, as she gently twerked her hip joint and enjoyed her incredible climax.

Afterwards, I slid my body back up her trunk ... rubbing my piano, pillowy boobs and besotted teat along her sweaty hide ... until I reached her sassing with mine. We kissed again ... and fondled each other some more ... as we caught our hint ... 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 much she missed cumming like that. Still gently caressing the soft flesh of her breasts, I said,"Why ... your fiancé doesn't springiness you head ?"

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

I turned my head 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 exhaust 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 contract a shower together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a fancy Italian eatery in downtown Miami ... for the dry run dinner.

At the dinner, Jose Julian 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,"Congratulations, Harry ... you got yourself a effective one."

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

He was a good-looking guy ... obviously in shape ... with a blackguardly smile ... and a convinced presence. After Marti made the introductions, the three of us chatted for a few minutes ... then Marti and I wandered off together, mingling and socializing with the early guest at the dinner.

A petty while later, Marti and I found ourselves alone for a few proceedings, and ... with a conspiratorial grinning on her face ... she leaned in close and said,"So ... Cody ... pretty hot, right ?"

I glanced over to where Cody was socializing with some of the other guests, and nodded at Marti's remark, saying,"Yeah ... very attractive ... and has a squeamish organic structure, too ... perhaps a little too sure as shooting of himself ... but definitely makes an impression."

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

I gasped, and looked at Jose Julian Marti ... my eyebrows raised in surprise ... and asked,"Who was speaking of immense cocks ? ”, then added,"And, how the nether region do you sleep together that ?"

She laughed, then in an charge whisper, told me the story about how she ended up fucking Harry's best man.

She explained that Cody was one of Harry's co-worker ... they'd known each former for a long time ... maybe ten years, or so ... and they'd done luck of things together over the years. Marti had met him about four age ago, when she'd started dating Harry, and she'd been included in some of the natural action they did ... usually as look-alike particular date with whatever ‘ girl'Cody happened to be shagging at the time.

About two years ago, Cody had come over to Harry's topographic point for dinner ... and to watch an NBA basketball game between the Miami heating plant and the Samuel Houston Rockets. It was supposed to be a double engagement, but whoever Buffalo Bill 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 drink ... even before the game started ... and by halftime, Harry was already tanked, and completely passed out on the reclining chair in the livelihood room.

Marti said that when she bent over the deep brown table to aim some empty bite 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 slight, cotton wool material ... then finding her pap with his fingerbreadth, and giving it a little pinch.

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

They'd both looked over and saw that Harry was still totally unconscious in the chair, then Buffalo Bill Cody had whispered,"I've been in love with these tits since the beginning time I met you."Then he'd grabbed her bridge player, put it on his tool, and said,"This is how much I've been looking forward to getting my deal on your boobs."

Marti said she was blown away by how big his bastard was ... and that she was even to a greater extent flummox when it continued to mature in her hand, as she began rubbing it through his shorts.

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

With another agile glance at Harry, Marti had left her bosom flopping around outside the top of her dress, as she grabbed Cody's hand, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the cesspool, she'd reached between his leg and rubbed his semi-hard cock through his drawers ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in front of him ... unzipped his underdrawers ... and pulled out his nearly erect boner.

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

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

In a bit of a daze, she'd let William Frederick Cody pull her up to her infantry, then deflect her over the kitchen counter. He'd pulled the hem of her garb up onto her humiliated back ... pushed her panties down to her knees ... then shoved her legs apart and stepped in behind her.

She said she was so wet already, that Cody's immense cock had slither into her imbrue pussy with one big button. She'd let out a muted yelp when he'd entered her ... trying to remain as quiet as possible, with Harry in the next room ... then began to moan as he started rocking his hips and slowly shoving his thick rod in and out of her dripping wet cunt.

When he picked up the stride, Marti said she'd had to cover her mouth with her helping hand to repress her grunts and squeals, as Buffalo Bill Cody reached around to grab her flailing nipple ... and pounded away between her legs ... bumping her thighs up against the kitchen tabulator with every one of his powerful thrusts.

Marti took a second to look around the elbow room to piss 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 ridiculous how much it stretched me ... it hit all the right patch 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 lunge ... making her boobs clack against each other, as they dangled just above the countertop. She'd moaned and rocked her hip joint back against every thrust of his enormous hard-on.

With another giggle, she added,"I lost count, but I think I had five sexual climax before he finally grabbed my hips, slammed his foul-up all the way inside me ... then blasted me with a huge load of cum. For fuck sake, Lou ... I could barely stand up !"

She said when he was finally done cumming, she'd spun around and squatted in front of him ... sucking his slimy putz into her mouth to cleanse it off ... while gobs 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 mess they'd made on the kitchen storey ... before pulling up her panties, putting her mamilla away inside the top of her wearing apparel, and making their way back into the livelihood room.

They'd plopped themselves onto the couch to view the eternal sleep of the game ... glancing over at Harry, who was still snoring on the recliner ... dead to the world.

She said that, since Harry was still completely passed out, they'd continued fondling each other while they watched the net quarter of the basketball game.

Toward the end of the game, William Frederick Cody was hard again, and Marti said she couldn't help herself ... she unzipped his shorts ... pulled out his hard-on, and leaned over ... sucking as practically of the mind into her mouth as she could fit ... while using one of her helping hand to stroke the midst, veiny quill 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 a lot .... and so soon after fucking me in the kitchen !"

With a impulsive grinning, Marti said,"When the game was over, I nudged Harry arouse so he could say good day to William F. Cody, as we saw him to the doorway and he headed for home."

With a final toss of her head, Marti whispered,"After that, Cody swung by the star sign periodically when he knew Harry was out of townspeople on business. I didn't psyche ... I love his stopcock ... I just can't get enough."

My mouth dropped candid, as I looked her in the eye and said,"You mean he still comes by and you two fuck ?"

smiling sheepishly, she said,"Yeah ... sometimes ... not as much as he used to ... but, I'll take that putz of his any fourth dimension he wants to give it to me."

After finishing her story about discovering Cody's monster shaft, Marti said she really needed to amalgamate with the other node, so she moved around the elbow room ... smiling and enjoying her instant ... until we all sat down to eat the evening's dry run dinner.

Later on during the after-dinner socializing, I saw Marti talking with Buffalo Bill 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 manse toward the gentlewoman elbow room. When I came back out, I was a bit surprised to see Cody waiting for me in the hallway. With a salacious grin on his look, he pulled me into the men's elbow room, and into one of the empty stalls.

Chuckling, he closed the stalling door behind me, saying,"Martina says I should get to know you better this weekend."

Still grinning, he sat on the toilet lid ... unzipped his pants ... and fished out his semi-hard penis. Even Marti's narrative didn't train me for the sheer size of his tremendous cock ... holy place motherfucker, that was impressive.

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

I was somewhat traumatise into secretiveness, and didn't actually say anything, as I stared at his huge ... and still growing ... hard-on. I had to acknowledge ... it was every bit as big and boneheaded 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 wearing apparel ... with a plunging neckline ... showing off a ton of cleavage ... and no bra. With his center locked onto my jiggling tit, Cody pushed the hem of my dress all the way up to my waist ... then pulled my panties to the side ... as he positioned my display vagina directly above the bellied head of his scarf out boner.

retention onto my hips with both work force, 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 knocker, as they sprung unfreeze from the low-cut top of my dress, and jiggled around between us.

I let out a raspy, guttural moan when the head of his thick rod entered my kitty-cat. 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 bass ... as I continued bouncing up and down on his stiff pole.

I was a bit overwhelmed by how estimable 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 dick ... as he pounded his erection in and out of my sodden pussy ... again and again and again ... thrusting his hips up into every one of my downwards lunges.

With his clay rod hitting all the the right way spots inside my vagina ... and my gorge clit rubbing deliciously against the base of this thick tool ... I suddenly erupted ... a massive, leg-shaking orgasm racking my entire body.

I let out a throaty cry, as I settled down onto the base of his cock ... gently twerking my hips, as I continued to grind my swollen nub against his beam ... encouraging my blossoming climax to even dandy heights. Then, I rested briefly ... with my legs spread spacious, and his massive cocksucker shoved all the way up inside me ... while I pressed my dangling boobs into his face ... murmuring expletives about how good it felt, and savoring my lingering euphoria.

As my scrumptious orgasm began to ebb, I started bouncing up and down again on Cody's huge boner ... enjoying the tone on his facial expression as he watched my laborious tit flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his helping hand ... squished them together ... making my buckram pap stick out like bullet train on the end of my tits ... then sucked them into his mouth ... licking and nibbling on both of them ... as he continued plowing his straining erecting into my dripping wet pussy.

After just a few more strokes, Cody released my chest, and grabbed my rosehip ... slamming his rigid pole deep inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted several streams of warmly, creamy jizzm all over the paries of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my soft breasts pressed against his look ... one of my nipples still in his mouth ... Cody hammered his tool in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally evacuate ... gobs of come leaking out past the face of his pumping dick ... and dripping onto the bathroom level directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

I slowed down ... but kept bouncing up and down on his mother fucker for another few minutes, as we both enjoyed the remnant of our ebbing orgasms.

After a instant or two to catch our breath, I climbed off his erection ... 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 clip ... as I stared at it with glazed, pig out eyes ... completely captivated by its telling size and flesh ... and the fact that it was still rock-hard ... even after blasting my pussy with a massive lode of splooge.

I could definitely see how Jose Julian Marti would consume a tough time giving it up.

After admiring it for another instant, or two, I bent over and sucked the tip of his slimy pecker into my mouth. I pulled out the net few cliff of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the hale thing off with my lips and tongue, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some pot paper to houseclean up between my wooden leg ... then adjusted my panties and dress ... before the two of us headed back out to link the others.

After the rehearsal dinner, Marti and I climb into her car and headed back to her apartment. Along the way I told her about my surprising ... but dramatic ... tryst with 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 hear all the particular. I happily told her everything ... watching the look on her human face as she enjoyed every grunt, poking, and thrill as I recounted the entire libidinous report ... and by the time we reached her place, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

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

We played with each other's boobs and pussies ... sucked each other's nipples ... and shared deep, tongue-filled kisses ... then grabbed the handheld exhibitioner principal, and took bit blasting our clits until we both had explosive orgasms. Afterwards, we toweled off ... then fell asleep in Marti's bed ... sated and completely exhausted.

The marriage was the next day ... Sat ... and it was a beautiful ceremony. The reception afterwards was held at a swanky hotel in business district Miami.

While Buffalo Bill Cody's ‘ plus 1'was dancing with early phallus of the wedding company, he found me standing by myself, and we snuck off to an empty conference elbow room where he fucked me again until we both had awesome climaxes.

After taking a brief moment to enjoy the aftermath of our delicious orgasm, we re-joined the rest of the group in the main outcome room. As we entered the way, Jose Julian Marti caught my eye ... and gave me a smile, and a quick thumbs up ... before returning her attention to her new married man and other wedding guests.

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