I was so excite when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the post. Marti had been my college roommate for three long time 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 long time, but we exchanged Xmas plug-in every class ... for me, it was usually just a glossy post card with a montage of pictures showing me ... my hubby, Clyde ... and our two kids, in various holiday settings and Yuletide sweaters. But, as fragile as that link was between us, I didn't ever want to drop off it.

Still ... the thought of Jose Julian Marti getting married was a stunner.

She'd always been a bed-hopper in college ... constantly checking out the following guy ... or girl ... and reveling in the titillating pleasure that she brought to every one of those have it away 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 boyfriend at the time wasn't available.

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

I'd met Clyde ... my married man ... a little more than than a class after graduating from college, so he didn't know Marti at all. When I mentioned her upcoming nuptials, he quickly begged off ... saying he had a golf head trip planned for that weekend.

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

Our fry 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 well to spend 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 plane ... flying to Miami ... to celebrate my roommate's big wedding.

After I landed, I took an Uber to Martina's flat ... and we fell into each early's arms when she opened the doorway to my knocking. We kissed and hugged for a long time ... then spent the rest of the afternoon drinking a couple up bottleful of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our late life-events ... and laughing over retentivity from our college mean solar day, some XVIII geezerhood earlier.

Marti lived in a 1-bedroom flat, 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 ceremonial occasion on Saturday.

I chuckled and enthusiastically agreed, adding that I hadn't actually made any hotel reserve ... hoping that I could stay with her, so the two of us could spend some time together before her actual marriage ceremony. With some meter to kill before the rehearsal dinner, we hugged again ... then moved into the bedroom 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 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 a good deal you always liked having your bruises rubbed."

After Jose Julian Marti rubbed my shinbone for a few hour, 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 short chick ... 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 unbelievable memories."

Marti's grin 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 wooden leg, and leaning back against her enceinte, cushiony boobs.

With her breath warm against my ear, Marti reached around with one hired 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 early manus inside my shirt, and started caressing my backbreaking, pendulous breasts ... pressing the sonant dumbbell flesh, and occasionally tweaking each of my mammilla until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her attending to my bosom and vagina had their want force. Jose Julian Marti pulled my shirt up over my head ... tossed it on the trading floor next to the bed ... then continued playing with my chest ... 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 bras .... 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 nice tits I've ever seen."

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

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

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

She giggled and exclaimed,"holy damn, 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 soft, heavy breasts ... mumbling swearing ... and relishing the toothsome hotshot burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt howling !

After a few moment, Jose Julian Marti pulled her soaking wet fingers out of my grab, and whispered into my ear,"I always loved how wet you got when I fingered you ... it's a tot up turn-on."She moved her dripping digit up to my throbbing clitoris, and began tracing tight small round around the satiate tip, then rubbing it back and Forth ... exactly how I liked it ... as I moaned, and rocked my hips into her probing fingers.

Jose Julian Marti smiled as she picked up the pace with her hand toying with my swell nub ... and, it didn't take farsighted before my breathing space began to catch ... an vivid, leg-shaking coming building deliciously between my legs.

I let out a groan ... then grabbed her hand and pulled it hard into my cunt ... 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 ... fuck .... meeeeee .... Marti .... my God, that feels grotesque ... ”, and held her hand tight against my throb clit ... grinding away, as I relished my overwhelm release.

holy shit ... it'd been so tenacious since I'd enjoyed an orgasm that actually made my legs shake ... I closed my eyes and moaned ... wallowing in the euphoric sensations crashing through my total physical structure ... I wanted it to go on forever.

After resting for a few minute to catch my breath, I turned around, and ... still perched between her legs ... pressed my brim against hers ... both of us enjoying a trench, tongue-filled osculation ... as I fondled her boob through her shirt, and savored the oddment of my fading climax.

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

Marti licked her swamp fingers ... 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 doll, and kicked it off of me ... tossing it onto the floor with my shirt and panty ... then helped Marti slip out of her shorts, scanty and tight-fitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her tits and sucked her nipples for a few import ... then slue my flabby bosom down her naked body ... dragging my stiff nipples along her smooth torso ... until my face was rubbing against the top of her completely bald pussy ... her gaping cunt glistening with wet from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling face, I spread Marti's vagina lips, and ran my tongue up and down the slit between them ... then slid two fingers into her wet pussy, while finding her plump clitoris with my mouthpiece. Pumping my fingerbreadth in and out of her snap, I used my mouth 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 spine of my capitulum ... pulling my face hard into her crotch and grinding her blind drunk clit against my warm, wet glossa. Groaning and swearing, she held my facial expression against her cunt and rocked her pelvic arch ... as an acute, sizzling orgasm crashed through her full body.

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

I left my lingua pressed against her swollen-headed orb, as she gently twerked her coxa and enjoyed her unbelievable climax.

Afterwards, I slid my soundbox back up her torso ... rubbing my sonant, pillowy boobs and stiffly nipples along her sweaty skin ... until I reached her mouth with mine. We kissed again ... and fondled each early some more ... as we caught our breathing place ... splayed out on the bed ... reveling in the sultry grandness of our lingering orgasms.

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

She chuckled, and said,"wellspring ... 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 headway 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 outstanding as when you do it."

We laughed ... then climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a visualise Italian eatery in downtown Miami ... for the rehearsal 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 trade good one."

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

He was a good-looking guy ... obviously in bod ... with a rascally grin ... and a sure-footed front. 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 little while later, Marti and I found ourselves alone for a few minutes, and ... with a conspiratorial smile on her face ... she leaned in closing curtain and said,"So ... Cody ... pretty hot, right ?"

I glanced over to where Cody was socializing with some of the other guest, and nodded at Jose Julian Marti's input, saying,"Yeah ... very attractive ... and has a nice body, too ... perhaps a little too sure of himself ... but definitely makes an impression."

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

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

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

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

About two years ago, Buffalo Bill Cody had come over to Harry's position for dinner ... and to watch an NBA basketball game between the Miami Heat and the Samuel Houston garden rocket. It was supposed to be a double date, but whoever Cody was dating at the meter 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 lounger in the living room.

Marti said that when she bent over the coffee table to take some void snack 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 bosom ... squeezing the soft flesh of her tit through the slender, cotton stuff ... then finding her nipple with his digit, and giving it a little 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 mind in the death chair, then Cody had whispered,"I've been in love with these tits since the first time I met you."Then he'd grabbed her hired man, put it on his cock, 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 prick was ... and that she was even to a greater extent amazed when it continued to grow in her helping 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 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 feet away on the recliner.

With another quick glance at Harry, Jose Julian Marti had left her knocker flopping around outside the top of her frock, as she grabbed Buffalo Bill's mitt, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the swallow hole, she'd reached between his legs and rubbed his semi-hard cock through his shorts ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in front of him ... unzipped his drawers ... and pulled out his nearly erect boner.

She grinned at me, and said,"holy place 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 mitt and sucked on the bulbous tip until he was fully erect ... then just stared at the impossibly long shaft and all-embracing, helmet-shaped caput for a few import ... as she continued pumping her clenched fist up and down his rigid pole.

In a bit of a stupor, she'd let William F. Cody deplume her up to her pes, then bend her over the kitchen retort. He'd pulled the hem of her dress up onto her depressed spinal column ... pushed her panties down to her articulatio genus ... then shoved her pegleg apart and stepped in behind her.

She said she was so wet already, that Cody's huge cock had slid into her drench pussy with one big push. She'd let out a muted yelp when he'd entered her ... trying to rest as tranquillize as potential, with Harry in the adjacent 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 pace, Marti said she'd had to cover her mouth with her hands to stifle her grunts and squeals, as Cody reached around to snaffle her flailing tits ... and pounded away between her branch ... bumping her thighs up against the kitchen retort with every one of his herculean thrusts.

Jose Julian Marti took a indorse to look around the elbow room to make certain 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 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 lunge ... making her boobs gonorrhoea against each other, as they dangled just above the countertop. She'd moaned and rocked her articulatio coxae back against every stab of his enormous hard-on.

With another giggle, she added,"I lost reckoning, but I think I had five coming before he finally grabbed my pelvic girdle, slammed his boner 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 cock into her oral fissure to clean house it off ... while gobs of jizzm dripped out of her overflowing vagina onto the floor between her stage. Then she'd used a towel in the kitchen to clean them both up ... including the mess they'd made on the kitchen base ... before pulling up her panties, putting her tits away inside the top of her garb, and making their way back into the life room.

They'd plopped themselves onto the put to watch the rest of the game ... 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 stern of the basketball game game.

Toward the end of the plot, Buffalo Bill Cody was hard again, and Jose Julian Marti said she couldn't assistance herself ... she unzipped his shorts ... pulled out his hard-on, 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 cock at the Saami time.

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

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

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

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

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

After finishing her story about discovering Cody's giant prick, Marti said she really needed to amalgamate with the other guests, so she moved around the way ... smile and enjoying her second ... until we all sat down to eat the evening's dry run dinner.

Later on during the after-dinner socialising, I saw Marti talking with Buffalo Bill ... both of them smiling and glancing over at me, as if I was the matter 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 Hall toward the noblewoman room. When I came back out, I was a bit storm to see William Frederick Cody waiting for me in the hallway. With a lustful grinning on his face, he pulled me into the men's way, and into one of the void stalls.

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

Still grinning, he sat on the john lid ... unzipped his pants ... and fished out his semi-hard penis. Even Jose Julian Marti's story didn't prepare me for the sheer size of his enormous cock ... holy SOB, that was impressive.

Stroking it with one bridge player, he reached up and grabbed one of my dope with the early handwriting ... then pulled me toward him ... until I was straddling his hips, with my dress hiked up past my thigh ... exposing my thong panties, which barely covered my pussy lips between my legs.

I was somewhat take aback into quiet, 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 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 cleavage ... and no bra. With his middle locked onto my jiggling boobs, Buffalo Bill pushed the hem of my dress all the way up to my waistline ... then pulled my panties to the incline ... as he positioned my discover vagina directly above the bulbous oral sex of his engorged boner.

Holding onto my hip with both hired man, Buffalo Bill 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 costless from the decollete top of my dress, and jiggled around between us.

I let out a raspy, guttural groan when the head of his thick rod entered my twat. 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 mysterious ... as I continued bouncing up and down on his rigid pole.

I was a bit overwhelmed by how right it felt ... as he shoved it further and further into my dripping wet snatch. My God, I could palpate the walls of my wet, tingling cunt hugging his midst shaft ... 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 downward lunges.

With his clay rod hitting all the aright bit inside my vagina ... and my engorged clit rubbing deliciously against the base of this thick shaft ... I suddenly erupted ... a massive, leg-shaking climax racking my full body.

I let out a throaty cry, as I settled down onto the floor of his hammer ... gently twerking my rose hip, as I continued to bray my well up nub against his shaft ... encouraging my blossoming climax to even greater elevation. Then, I rested briefly ... with my legs spread wide, and his massive cock shoved all the way up inside me ... while I pressed my dangling boobs into his face ... murmuring cuss about how good it felt, and savoring my lingering euphoria.

As my delicious orgasm began to ebb, I started bouncing up and down again on Cody's huge boner ... enjoying the look on his side as he watched my heavy boobs flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his hands ... squished them together ... making my stiff nipple stick out like bullet train on the end of my mamilla ... then sucked them into his mouth ... lacing and nibbling on both of them ... as he continued plowing his straining erection into my dripping wet pussy.

After just a few more than strokes, Cody released my breast, and grabbed my hips ... slamming his unbending Pole deep inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted several current of warm, creamy jizzm all over the bulwark of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my easygoing bosom pressed against his face ... one of my nipples still in his mouth ... Cody hammered his dick in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally empty-bellied ... gobs of ejaculate leaking out past the face of his pumping cock ... and dripping onto the bathroom base directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

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

After a moment or two to catch our breath, I climbed off his erecting ... then looked down at his huge hard-on ... still unwavering and throbbing between his legs.

I grabbed the glistening shaft with my bridge player, and stroked it a few time ... as I stared at it with glazed, satiated optic ... completely captivated by its telling size of it and bod ... and the fact that it was still rock-hard ... even after blasting my cunt with a monumental load of splooge.

I could definitely see how Jose Julian Marti would have a yobo 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 backtalk. I pulled out the last few cliff of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the whole affair off with my lips and tongue, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some toilet paper to clean up between my pegleg ... then adjusted my panties and dress ... before the two of us headed back out to join 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 spectacular ... tryst with William Frederick Cody in the men's room.

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

Then she grinned, and said she wanted to find out all the detail. I happily told her everything ... watching the flavour on her nerve as she enjoyed every grunt, thrust, and tingle as I recounted the intact libidinous story ... and by the sentence we reached her position, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

Once we got inside her apartment, we started shedding our apparel ... leaving them littered on the level like cabbage crumbs in the forest ... as we made our way to the lav to make a exhibitioner together.

We played with each early's dumbbell and slit ... sucked each other's nipples ... and shared deep, tongue-filled buss ... then grabbed the hand-held shower nous, and took turns blasting our button until we both had explosive orgasm. 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 response afterwards was held at a swanky hotel in downtown Miami.

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

After taking a legal brief moment to enjoy the aftermath of our scrumptious orgasms, we re-joined the remainder of the grouping in the main outcome room. As we entered the way, Marti caught my eye ... and gave me a smiling, and a quick thumbs up ... before returning her attention to her new husband and other wedding guests.

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