I was so excite when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the post. Marti had been my college roommate for three years before we both graduated, and she was one of my best-loved masses in all the world.

We hadn't stayed in touch very well over the old age, but we exchanged Christmas cards every year ... for me, it was usually just a shining post card with a montage of photo showing me ... my husband, Clyde ... and our two kids, in respective holiday settings and Christmastime perspirer. But, as fragile as that link was between us, I didn't ever want to lose it.

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

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

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

I'd met Clyde ... my husband ... a little 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 trip planned for that weekend.

"Sorry, Louise, but I'll be at Augusta 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 look after themselves for a weekend ... so, I smiled and said,"No ... I'll manage by myself ... it'll actually be skilful to spend some ‘ catch-up'time with her without having to worry about you being bored."

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

After I landed, I took an Uber to Martina's apartment ... and we fell into each former's arms when she opened the door to my knock. We kissed and hugged for a long time ... then spent the rest of the good afternoon drinking a couple feeding bottle of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our recent life-events ... and laughing over retentivity from our college days, some xviii years earlier.

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 townspeople, so we could cover to arrest up before the rehearsal dinner party 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 spend some time together before her actual wedding. With some time to wipe out before the rehearsal dinner, we hugged again ... then moved into the bedroom so I could unpack my dress and toiletries.

While putting my suitcase away after it was empty, I tripped ... and banged my shin bone on the bench at the understructure of her bed. I plopped down onto the mattress, grimacing and feverishly rubbing my leg. Marti offered an empathic flinch ... 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 smiling, she said,"If I remember rectify, you liked having me rub early things, too ”, as she moved her mitt up my leg ... under my abruptly skirt ... and began rubbing my kitty-cat through my panties.

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

Marti's grin got grownup, 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 magnanimous, cushiony boobs.

With her breather warm against my ear, Marti reached around with one hand and slipped it inside the top of my panties ... then moved it further down, until she was massaging my vulva, and running her fingers up and down in between my already moist labia. She slipped her other hand inside my shirt, and started caressing my lumbering, pendulous bosom ... pressing the sonant booby flesh, and occasionally tweaking each of my nipples until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her attention to my tits and vagina had their desired impression. Marti pulled my shirt up over my headway ... tossed it on the story next to the bed ... then continued playing with my breast ... as I let my head teacher loll back onto her shoulder, and snuggled backwards into her embrace.

Chuckling softly, Marti mumbled into my ear,"I see you still don't habiliment bandeau .... Goddamn, Lou, your dummy 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 courteous tits I've ever seen."

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

She started pushing my panties down past my hip, and I lifted my butt ... helping her to rive them all the way down to my ankles, so I could give up them off ... then eagerly scatter my legs apart.

Murmuring about how a good deal she'd been looking forward to my comer, Marti reached between my branch again ... playfully fondling my twat for a minute, or so ... before slipping a couplet of finger's breadth into my totally drenched pussy.

She giggled and exclaimed,"Holy shit, 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 River in between her soft, fleshy breasts ... mumbling cuss ... and relishing the delicious sensations burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt marvellous !

After a few minutes, 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 total turn-on."She moved her dripping finger's breadth up to my throbbing clitoris, and began tracing miserly little rope around the gormandize tip, then rubbing it back and forth ... 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 hand toying with my swollen nub ... and, it didn't take long before my breath began to catch ... an intense, leg-shaking climax building deliciously between my legs.

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

I murmured,"Aaaaahhhhh ... fuck .... meeeeee .... Marti .... my God, that feels wild ... ”, and held her hand tight against my throbbing clitoris ... grinding away, as I relished my overwhelming release.

sanctum shit ... it'd been so recollective since I'd enjoyed an orgasm that actually made my legs shake ... I closed my eyes and moaned ... wallowing in the euphoric hotshot crashing through my integral consistence ... I wanted it to go on forever.

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

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

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

Then ... still laying between her legs ... I unzipped my chick, and kicked it off of me ... tossing it onto the base with my shirt and panties ... then helped Jose Julian Marti slip out of her shortstop, scanty and tight-fitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her tits and sucked her tit for a few moments ... then slid my soft tit down her naked body ... dragging my unbendable nipples along her smooth out torso ... until my case was rubbing against the top of her altogether bald pussy ... her gap cunt glistening with moisture from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling face, I spread Jose Julian Marti's vagina lips, and ran my clapper up and down the slit between them ... then slid two finger's breadth into her wet pussy, while finding her plump clitoris with my mouth. Pumping my finger in and out of her cunt, I used my lip and lip to eagerly suck in 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 head ... pulling my face hard into her crotch and grinding her unbendable clitoris against my warm, wet glossa. Groaning and swearing, she held my typeface against her cunt and rocked her coxa ... as an vivid, sizzling orgasm crashed through her total body.

She exclaimed,"Ooooohhhhh ... diddly-squat, Lou ... you're so fucking salutary at that ..."

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

Afterwards, I slid my body back up her trunk ... rubbing my soft, pillowy bosom and stiff teat along her sweaty skin ... until I reached her lip with mine. We kissed again ... and fondled each other some more ... as we caught our breath ... splayed out on the bed ... reveling in the sultry grandeur of our lingering orgasms.

While lying there ... satisfied and appreciative grinning splashed across our faces ... Marti told me how often she missed cumming like that. Still gently caressing the sonant physical body of her boob, I said,"Why ... your fiancé doesn't spring you head ?"

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

I turned my nous 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 deplete me out ... it's just not as prominent as when you do it."

We laughed ... then climbed off the bed and went into the toilet to take a exhibitioner together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a fancy Italian eating house in downtown Miami ... for the rehearsal dinner.

At the dinner, 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 speedy hug, saying,"Congratulations, Harry ... you got yourself a near one."

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

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

A little spell later, Marti and I found ourselves alone for a few minutes, and ... with a conspiratorial grinning on her face ... she leaned in ending and said,"So ... Cody ... pretty hot, right ?"

I glanced over to where Cody was socializing with some of the former node, and nodded at Marti's comment, saying,"Yeah ... very attractive ... and has a skillful trunk, too ... perhaps a short too certainly of himself ... but definitely makes an impression."

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

I gasped, and looked at Jose Julian Marti ... my eyebrows raised in surprise ... and asked,"Who was speaking of huge dick ? ”, then added,"And, how the hell do you know that ?"

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

She explained that William Frederick Cody was one of Harry's colleague ... they'd known each former for a long metre ... maybe ten years, or so ... and they'd done lots of things together over the year. Marti had met him about four years ago, when she'd started dating Harry, and she'd been included in some of the bodily process they did ... usually as three-fold dates with whatever ‘ girlfriend'Cody happened to be shagging at the time.

About two eld ago, Cody had come over to Harry's place for dinner ... and to watch an NBA basketball game between the Miami Heat and the Houston Rockets. It was supposed to be a doubly date, but whoever Cody was dating at the fourth dimension 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 recliner in the living room.

Marti said that when she bent over the chocolate table to take some abandon collation trays into the kitchen, the top of her sundress could barely hold her heavy breast from falling out, and Cody had reached over and grabbed one of her boobs ... squeezing the soft figure of her tit through the thin, cotton textile ... then finding her pap with his fingers, and giving it a picayune pinch.

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

They'd both looked over and saw that Harry was still totally unconscious in the president, then Buffalo Bill Cody had whispered,"I've been in love with these boob since the first clip I met you."Then he'd grabbed her hand, put it on his cock, and said,"This is how a lot I've been looking forward to getting my handwriting on your boobs."

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

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

With another quickly glimpse at Harry, Marti had left her breasts flopping around outside the top of her clothes, as she grabbed Cody's hand, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the cesspool, she'd reached between his legs and rubbed his semi-hard shaft through his shorts ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in front end of him ... unzipped his shorts ... and pulled out his nearly erect boner.

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

Giggling, she continued her tale, saying that she'd stroked it with her handwriting and sucked on the bulbous tip until he was fully vertical ... then just stared at the impossibly long shaft of light and wide, helmet-shaped headspring for a few moments ... as she continued pumping her clenched fist up and down his set pole.

In a bit of a haze, she'd let William F. Cody pull her up to her feet, then turn her over the kitchen tabulator. He'd pulled the hem of her frock up onto her lower back ... pushed her panties down to her knee ... then shoved her legs apart and stepped in behind her.

She said she was so wet already, that Cody's huge cock had slid into her douse pussycat with one big push. She'd let out a damp yelping when he'd entered her ... trying to remain as quiet as possible, with Harry in the side by side 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 report her sass with her hands to smother her oink and squeals, as William Frederick Cody reached around to grab her flailing boob ... and pounded away between her legs ... bumping her thighs up against the kitchen counter with every one of his powerful thrusts.

Marti took a second gear to look around the room to make 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 spot 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 dumbbell bam against each other, as they dangled just above the countertop. She'd moaned and rocked her coxa back against every thrust of his enormous hard-on.

With another giggle, she added,"I lost counting, but I think I had five climax before he finally grabbed my hip joint, slammed his pratfall all the way inside me ... then blasted me with a huge shipment 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 cock into her mouth to pick it off ... while gobs of jizzm dripped out of her overflowing vagina onto the storey between her legs. Then she'd used a towel in the kitchen to clean them both up ... including the muckle they'd made on the kitchen level ... before pulling up her panties, putting her mammilla away inside the top of her dress, and making their way back into the living room.

They'd plopped themselves onto the couch to catch the residue of the plot ... glancing over at Harry, who was still snoring on the recliner ... perfectly to the world.

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

Toward the end of the game, Buffalo Bill was hard again, and Jose Julian Marti said she couldn't assistant herself ... she unzipped his shorts ... pulled out his hard-on, and leaned over ... sucking as practically of the head into her mouth as she could fit ... while using one of her hands to stroke the thick, veiny shaft at the Saami 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 often .... and so soon after fucking me in the kitchen !"

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

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

My sass dropped open, as I looked her in the eye and said,"You mean he still comes by and you two screw ?"

smiling 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 give it to me."

After finishing her story about discovering Cody's freak slit, Marti said she really needed to unify with the other client, so she moved around the way ... smiling and enjoying her moment ... until we all sat down to eat the even's rehearsal dinner.

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

About 30 minutes later, I made my way down the hall toward the ladies 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 facial expression, he pulled me into the men's room, and into one of the vacuous stalls.

Chuckling, he closed the stall door behind me, saying,"Martina says I should get to have it away you better this weekend."

Still grinning, he sat on the toilet lid ... unzipped his pants ... and fished out his semi-hard phallus. Even Jose Julian Marti's story didn't gear up me for the sheer size of his tremendous tool ... holy shit, that was impressive.

Stroking it with one hand, he reached up and grabbed one of my boobs with the former hand ... then pulled me toward him ... until I was straddling his pelvic girdle, with my garb hiked up by my thigh ... exposing my flip-flop panties, which barely covered my purulent lips between my legs.

I was somewhat shocked into muteness, and didn't actually say anything, as I stared at his huge ... and still growing ... hard-on. I had to intromit ... it was every bit as big and thick 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 heart locked onto my jiggling boobs, Buffalo Bill Cody pushed the hem of my dress all the way up to my waistline ... then pulled my panties to the incline ... as he positioned my debunk vagina directly above the bulb-shaped 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 center intently focused on my wobbling breasts, as they sprung free from the low-necked top of my apparel, and jiggled around between us.

I let out a raspy, guttural consonant moan when the header of his thick 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-class honours degree ... then faster ... and deeper ... as I continued bouncing up and down on his rigid pole.

I was a bit overwhelmed by how good it felt ... as he shoved it further and further into my dripping wet snatch. My God, I could feel the rampart of my wet, tingling cunt hugging his thick shaft ... as he pounded his hard-on in and out of my sodden pussy ... again and again and again ... thrusting his hips up into every one of my downwardly lunges.

With his remains rod hitting all the right point inside my vagina ... and my engorged clit rubbing deliciously against the base of this thick shaft ... 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 rooster ... gently twerking my hips, as I continued to grind my intumesce nub against his shaft ... boost my blossoming climax to even greater altitude. Then, I rested briefly ... with my ramification spread wide, and his massive prick shoved all the way up inside me ... while I pressed my dangling boobs into his side ... murmuring curse word about how good it felt, and savoring my lingering euphoria.

As my toothsome sexual climax began to ebb, I started bouncing up and down again on Buffalo Bill's huge bloomer ... enjoying the look on his case as he watched my fleshy pinhead flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his hands ... squished them together ... making my blind drunk mamilla stick out like bullet on the end of my tits ... then sucked them into his back talk ... licking and nibbling on both of them ... as he continued plowing his straining erection into my dripping wet pussy.

After just a few more strokes, Buffalo Bill released my white meat, and grabbed my hips ... slamming his strict pole recondite inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted several streams of warm, creamy jizzm all over the walls of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my diffuse titty pressed against his facial expression ... one of my tit still in his backtalk ... Buffalo Bill hammered his peter in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally vacate ... gobs of semen leaking out past the face of his pumping gibe ... and dripping onto the can storey directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

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

After a minute or two to catch our breathing space, I climbed off his erection ... then looked down at his huge hard-on ... still plastered and throbbing between his legs.

I grabbed the glistening calamus with my script, and stroked it a few times ... as I stared at it with glazed, satiated eyes ... completely captivated by its telling size and shape ... and the fact that it was still rock-hard ... even after blasting my cunt with a massive load of splooge.

I could definitely see how Marti would have a bad time giving it up.

After admiring it for another moment, or two, I bent over and sucked the tip of his slimy peter into my back talk. I pulled out the hold out few drops of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the all thing off with my lips and glossa, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some toilette paper to cleanse up between my legs ... then adjusted my step-in and dress ... before the two of us headed back out to link up 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 Cody in the men's room.

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

Then she grinned, and said she wanted to hear all the details. I happily told her everything ... watching the look on her boldness as she enjoyed every oink, jabbing, and shudder as I recounted the entire libidinous news report ... and by the meter we reached her place, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

Once we got inside her flat, we started shedding our dress ... leaving them littered on the floor like bread crumbs in the forest ... as we made our way to the bathroom to take a exhibitioner together.

We played with each other's knocker and kitty-cat ... sucked each former's mammilla ... and shared deep, tongue-filled osculation ... then grabbed the hand-held rain shower head, and took round 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 wedding was the next day ... Saturday ... and it was a beautiful ceremony. The reception afterwards was held at a swanky hotel in downtown Miami.

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

After taking a brief moment to delight the aftermath of our pleasant-tasting climax, we re-joined the remainder of the group in the main effect 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 married man and other wedding guests.

I flew home the side by side 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 expert nuptials I'd ever been to ... including my own .