I was so excited when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the mail. Marti had been my college roomie for three age 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 age, but we exchanged Yule cards every yr ... for me, it was usually just a shiny post card with a montage of pictures showing me ... my husband, Clyde ... and our two nestling, in diverse holiday settings and Christmas jumper. But, as fragile as that connectedness was between us, I didn't ever want to fall behind it.

Still ... the idea 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 fuck sessions. Those fuck sitting even included me ... and, as her roomy, I loved it when she shared my bed ... in between her many dates, and whenever my boyfriend at the time wasn't available.

After graduating, we headed off in different directions, and our association 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 Marti at all. When I mentioned her coming nuptials, he quickly begged off ... saying he had a golf trip planned for that weekend.

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

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

So, we agreed ... and three months 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 flat ... and we fell into each other's arms when she opened the door to my knock. We kissed and hugged for a long time ... then spent the rest of the afternoon drinking a partner off feeding bottle of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our recent life-events ... and laughing over storage from our college days, some eighteen years earlier.

Marti lived in a 1-bedroom flat, which she would be giving up to locomote 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 proceed to catch up before the rehearsal dinner later that day, followed by the conventional ceremonial occasion 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 clock time together before her actual wedding ceremony. With some time to kill before the rehearsal dinner party, we hugged again ... then moved into the sleeping accommodation so I could unpack my clothes and toiletries.

While putting my suitcase away after it was empty, I tripped ... and banged my shin on the bench at the metrical unit of her bed. I plopped down onto the mattress, grimacing and feverishly rubbing my leg. 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 a great deal you always liked having your bruise rubbed."

After Marti rubbed my shin bone for a few bit, the annoyance had mostly dissipated. Then ... with a significative grin, she said,"If I remember right, you liked having me rub other things, too ”, as she moved her mitt up my leg ... under my short skirt ... and began rubbing my kitty through my panties.

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

Marti's smile 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 big, cushiony boobs.

With her breath warm against my ear, Marti reached around with one helping 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 former hand inside my shirt, and started caressing my profound, weeping chest ... pressing the soft dope flesh, and occasionally tweaking each of my nipples until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her attending to my breast and vagina had their desired gist. Jose Julian Marti pulled my shirt up over my head teacher ... tossed it on the flooring next to the bed ... then continued playing with my tit ... as I let my head loll back onto her shoulder, and snuggled backwards into her embrace.

Chuckling softly, Jose Julian Marti mumbled into my ear,"I see you still don't wear bandeau .... 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 pap I've ever seen."

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

She started pushing my scanty down yesteryear my hips, and I lifted my butt ... helping her to draw out them all the way down to my mortise joint, so I could sound off them off ... then eagerly go around my wooden leg apart.

Murmuring about how much 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 mates of finger's breadth into my totally drenched pussy.

She giggled and exclaimed,"Holy diddly-shit, Lou ... you're soaking wet !"

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

With my centre closed, I slowly rocked my head back and Forth in between her gentle, fleshy tit ... mumbling expletives ... and relishing the delicious maven burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt marvellous !

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

Marti smiled as she picked up the yard with her hand toying with my puff up nub ... and, it didn't take long before my breath began to entrance ... an intense, leg-shaking sexual climax building deliciously between my legs.

I let out a groan ... then grabbed her hand and pulled it arduous into my twat ... holding it there while I twerked my pelvic girdle ... then shuddered ... as an unbelievable sexual climax washed over me like a tingly, strong tsunami.

I murmured,"Aaaaahhhhh ... fuck .... meeeeee .... Jose Julian Marti .... my God, that feels marvelous ... ”, and held her deal tight against my pounding button ... grinding away, as I relished my overwhelm 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 esthesis crashing through my entire body ... I wanted it to go on forever.

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

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

Marti licked her drenched fingers ... sucking my purulent 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 skirt, and kicked it off of me ... tossing it onto the story with my shirt and panty ... then helped Marti slip out of her shorts, scanty and tight-fitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her bosom and sucked her pap for a few moments ... then slid my soft bosom down her naked dead body ... dragging my stiff nipples along her legato body ... until my font was rubbing against the top of her entirely bald cunt ... her breach cunt glistening with moisture from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling face, I spread Marti's vagina lip, and ran my natural language up and down the slit between them ... then slid two fingers into her wet slit, while finding her plump clit with my sass. Pumping my fingers in and out of her grab, I used my mouthpiece and rim to eagerly breastfeed on her straining nub ... tease and flicking it with my tongue.

It didn't take tenacious before Jose Julian Marti let out a squeal, and grabbed the back of my headway ... pulling my nerve hard into her crotch and grinding her stiff clit against my warm, wet lingua. Groaning and cuss, she held my face against her cunt and rocked her pelvic girdle ... as an intense, sizzling orgasm crashed through her entire body.

She exclaimed,"Ooooohhhhh ... shit, Lou ... you're so fucking in force at that ..."

I left my glossa pressed against her swollen orb, as she gently twerked her pelvic girdle and enjoyed her incredible climax.

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

While lying there ... satisfied and appreciative grin splashed across our faces ... Jose Julian Marti told me how much she missed cumming like that. Still gently caressing the cushy shape 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 Best head I've ever had."

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

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

We laughed ... then climbed off the bed and went into the john to submit a shower together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a figure Italian restaurant 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 quick hug, saying,"congratulation, Harry ... you got yourself a adept one."

We laughed, then talked for a patch, before Marti pulled me across the room to meet Buffalo Bill Cody ... Harry's best man.

He was a well-favored guy ... obviously in shape ... with a roguish smile ... and a surefooted front. After Marti made the entry, the three of us chatted for a few hour ... then Marti and I wandered off together, mingling and socializing with the other guest at the dinner.

A picayune while later, Marti and I found ourselves alone for a few moment, and ... with a conspiratorial grin on her aspect ... 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 skillful consistence, too ... perhaps a trivial too sure of himself ... but definitely makes an impression."

Jose Julian Marti giggled, and said,"Right ? ... and oral presentation of huge cocks."

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

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

She explained that Cody was one of Harry's co-worker ... they'd known each former for a foresightful time ... maybe ten years, 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 doubling dates with whatever ‘ lady friend'Cody happened to be shagging at the time.

About two geezerhood ago, Cody had come over to Harry's plaza for dinner ... and to observe an NBA basketball secret plan between the Miami high temperature and the Houston Rockets. It was supposed to be a double date, 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 drink ... even before the secret plan 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 deep brown tabular array to take some empty snack trays into the kitchen, the top of her sundress could barely hold her overweight breasts from falling out, and Cody had reached over and grabbed one of her dumbbell ... squeezing the flabby flesh of her tit through the slim, cotton plant stuff ... then finding her teat with his fingerbreadth, and giving it a petty pinch.

She'd been surprised, and said,"What the nooky, 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 sexual love with these titmouse since the first time I met you."Then he'd grabbed her hand, put it on his cock, and said,"This is how much I've been looking forward to getting my hired man on your boobs."

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

While her hand 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 tits popped out and began wobbling around ... totally exposed ... while Harry kept sleeping just a few fundament away on the recliner.

With another quick glance at Harry, Jose Julian Marti had left her chest flopping around outside the top of her clothes, as she grabbed Cody's manus, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the sink, she'd reached between his peg and rubbed his semi-hard cock through his shorts ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in front line of him ... unzipped his shorts ... and pulled out his nearly erect boner.

She grinned at me, and said,"Holy shit, 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 tumid ... then just stared at the impossibly long shaft and all-embracing, helmet-shaped fountainhead for a few moments ... as she continued pumping her clenched fist up and down his set pole.

In a bit of a daze, she'd let Cody rive her up to her foot, then stoop her over the kitchen counter. He'd pulled the hem of her attire up onto her lower book binding ... pushed her panties down to her stifle ... then shoved her legs apart and stepped in behind her.

She said she was so wet already, that Cody's vast cock had slew into her swamp twat with one big push. She'd let out a muffled yelp when he'd entered her ... trying to remain as quiet as possible, with Harry in the following room ... then began to groan 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 pace, Marti said she'd had to cover her mouth with her bridge player to repress her grunts and squeals, as Cody reached around to grab her flailing mamilla ... and pounded away between her legs ... bumping her thighs up against the kitchen counter with every one of his powerful thrusts.

Jose Julian Marti took a second to look around the elbow room to stool indisputable 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 in good order smudge 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 bam against each other, as they dangled just above the countertop. She'd moaned and rocked her rose hip back against every shot of his tremendous hard-on.

With another giggle, she added,"I lost count, but I think I had five climax before he finally grabbed my rose hip, slammed his bungle all the way inside me ... then blasted me with a Brobdingnagian lading of cum. For fuck saki, Lou ... I could barely stand up !"

She said when he was finally done cumming, she'd spun around and squatted in social movement of him ... sucking his slimy cock into her mouthpiece to make clean it off ... while gobs of jizzm dripped out of her overflowing vagina onto the floor between her pegleg. Then she'd used a towel in the kitchen to clean them both up ... including the quite a little they'd made on the kitchen floor ... before pulling up her panties, putting her tits away inside the top of her dress, and making their way back into the livelihood room.

They'd plopped themselves onto the redact to learn the balance of the secret plan ... glancing over at Harry, who was still snoring on the recliner ... drained to the world.

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

Toward the end of the plot, Cody was hard again, and Jose Julian Marti said she couldn't help herself ... she unzipped his trunks ... pulled out his erection, and leaned over ... sucking as much of the head into her mouth as she could fit ... while using one of her hands to stroke the thick, veiny peter 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 very much .... and so soon after fucking me in the kitchen !"

With a whimsical grin, Marti said,"When the game was over, I nudged Harry awaken so he could say goodbye to Cody, as we saw him to the doorway and he headed for home."

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

My backtalk dropped capable, as I looked her in the eye and said,"You mean he still comes by and you two piece of tail ?"

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 give it to me."

After finishing her fib about discovering Buffalo Bill Cody's teras prick, Jose Julian Marti said she really needed to unify with the early Guest, so she moved around the way ... grin and enjoying her moment ... until we all sat down to eat the even's dry run dinner.

Later on during the after-dinner socialization, I saw Jose Julian 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 second later, I made my way down the vestibule toward the peeress room. When I came back out, I was a bit surprised to see Cody waiting for me in the hall. With a salacious grinning on his face, he pulled me into the men's room, and into one of the empty stalls.

Chuckling, he closed the sales booth doorway 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 narration didn't groom me for the sheer size of his enormous rooster ... holy shit, that was impressive.

Stroking it with one deal, he reached up and grabbed one of my titty with the other hired hand ... then pulled me toward him ... until I was straddling his hips, with my wearing apparel hiked up past my thighs ... exposing my thong step-in, which barely covered my slit back talk between my legs.

I was somewhat shock into quiet, and didn't actually say anything, as I stared at his huge ... and still growing ... erection. I had to admit ... it was every bit as big and duncical as Marti had said ... and I was absolutely mesmerized by it, as he quickly stroked it to its replete ten inches.

I was wearing a form-fitting, backless cocktail dress ... with a plunging neckline ... showing off a ton of cleavage ... and no bra. With his optic locked onto my jiggling boobs, Cody pushed the hem of my clothes all the way up to my shank ... then pulled my panties to the side ... as he positioned my let on vagina directly above the bulgy headway of his engorged boner.

holding onto my rose hip with both manpower, 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 barren from the low-cut top of my dress, and jiggled around between us.

I let out a raspy, pharyngeal moan when the head 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 ... then faster ... and deeply ... 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 walls of my wet, tingling cunt hugging his thick shaft ... as he pounded his erection in and out of my soppy pussy ... again and again and again ... thrusting his hips up into every one of my downward lunges.

With his corpse rod hitting all the compensate patch inside my vagina ... and my overgorge clitoris rubbing deliciously against the floor of this thick prick ... 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 cock ... gently twerking my hips, as I continued to cranch my tumefy nub against his shaft ... boost my blossoming climax to even greater heights. Then, I rested briefly ... with my legs spread across-the-board, and his massive cock 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 delectable sexual climax began to ebb, I started bouncing up and down again on Cody's huge blooper ... enjoying the look on his face as he watched my lowering pinhead flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his hands ... squished them together ... making my unshakable nipple stick out like bullets on the end of my teat ... 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 to a greater extent strokes, Cody released my breasts, and grabbed my hips ... slamming his rigid pole inscrutable inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted various current of fond, creamy jizzm all over the bulwark of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my soft breasts pressed against his face ... one of my nipples still in his mouth ... William Frederick Cody hammered his dick in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally hollow ... gobs of semen leaking out past the position of his pumping ray ... and dripping onto the toilet floor directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

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

After a minute or two to view our breath, I climbed off his erection ... then looked down at his immense hard-on ... still stiff and throbbing between his legs.

I grabbed the glistening shaft with my hired man, and stroked it a few times ... as I stared at it with glazed, overindulge middle ... completely captivated by its impressive size and shape ... and the fact that it was still rock-hard ... even after blasting my slit with a massive lode of splooge.

I could definitely see how Marti would have a tough fourth dimension giving it up.

After admiring it for another moment, or two, I bent over and sucked the tip of his slimy cock into my rima oris. I pulled out the last few cliff of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the whole thing off with my lips and clapper, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some toilet newspaper to clean up between my pegleg ... then adjusted my panties and wearing apparel ... before the two of us headed back out to join the others.

After the rehearsal dinner party, 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 hear all the item. I happily told her everything ... watching the look on her cheek as she enjoyed every grunt, thrust, and tingle as I recounted the total lascivious story ... and by the metre we reached her piazza, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

Once we got inside her apartment, we started shedding our wearing apparel ... leaving them littered on the storey like bread crumbs in the forest ... as we made our way to the bath to engage a shower together.

We played with each other's boobs and slit ... sucked each other's nipples ... and shared recondite, tongue-filled osculation ... then grabbed the hand-held shower head, and took turns blasting our clit until we both had explosive orgasm. Afterwards, we toweled off ... then fell asleep in Jose Julian Marti's bed ... sated and completely exhausted.

The wedding was the succeeding 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 appendage 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 bit to love the wake of our yummy orgasms, we re-joined the rest of the radical in the main result way. As we entered the way, Marti caught my eye ... and gave me a smiling, and a quick thumbs up ... before returning her care to her new husband and other wedding guests.

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