I was so excited when I received Martina's wedding invitation in the mail. Marti had been my college roommate for three twelvemonth before we both graduated, and she was one of my darling citizenry in all the world.

We hadn't stayed in touch very well over the years, but we exchanged Christmas Day identity card every yr ... for me, it was usually just a shiny post card with a montage of pictures showing me ... my married man, Clyde ... and our two tyke, in various vacation scene and Xmas sweaters. But, as fragile as that link was between us, I didn't ever want to turn a loss it.

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

She'd always been a bed-hopper in college ... constantly checking out the adjacent guy ... or girl ... and reveling in the erotic pleasure that she brought to every one of those make love academic session. Those shtup sessions even included me ... and, as her roomy, I loved it when she shared my bed ... in between her many engagement, and whenever my boyfriend at the time wasn't available.

After graduating, we headed off in dissimilar directions, and our joining 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 a twelvemonth after graduating from college, so he didn't know Marti at all. When I mentioned her forthcoming nuptials, he quickly begged off ... saying he had a golf head trip planned for that weekend.

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

Our Kid 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 effective to drop 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 lionize my roomie's big wedding.

After I landed, I took an Uber to Martina's flat ... and we fell into each former's blazonry when she opened the door to my knock. We kissed and hugged for a farsighted clip ... then spent the rest of the afternoon drinking a couple on bottles of Merlot and catching up ... chatting about our Recent life-events ... and laughing over remembering from our college Clarence Shepard Day Jr., some xviii 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 enchant 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 reserve ... hoping that I could stay with her, so the two of us could spend some time together before her actual wedding party. With some time to toss off before the dry run dinner, we hugged again ... then moved into the sleeping room so I could unpack my clothes and toiletries.

While putting my suitcase away after it was hollow, I tripped ... and banged my shin on the judiciary at the foot 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 a lot you always liked having your contusion rubbed."

After Marti rubbed my tibia for a few minutes, the pain had mostly dissipated. Then ... with a suggestive smiling, she said,"If I remember right, you liked having me rub other affair, too ”, as she moved her hand up my leg ... under my short skirt ... and began rubbing my kitty-cat through my panties.

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

Jose Julian Marti's grin got gravid, 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 heavy, cushioned boobs.

With her breath 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 digit up and down in between my already moist labia. She slipped her early manus inside my shirt, and started caressing my heavy, drooping bosom ... pressing the soft boob flesh, and occasionally tweaking each of my nipples until they were both rock-hard.

I groaned and mewled, as her attention to my knocker and vagina had their sought after effect. Marti pulled my shirt up over my point ... tossed it on the floor next to the bed ... then continued playing with my chest ... as I let my head loll back onto her shoulder joint, and snuggled backwards into her embrace.

Chuckling softly, Marti mumbled into my ear,"I see you still don't wearing bras .... Goddamn, Lou, your boobs are still fucking amazing."

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

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

She started pushing my panties down past tense my hip, and I lifted my posterior ... helping her to extract them all the way down to my ankle joint, so I could kvetch them off ... then eagerly spread my legs apart.

Murmuring about how much she'd been looking forward to my reaching, Marti reached between my branch again ... playfully fondling my cunt for a mo, or so ... before slipping a match of fingerbreadth into my totally drenched pussy.

She giggled and exclaimed,"holy place 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 in between her soft, fleshy breasts ... mumbling expletives ... and relishing the delicious esthesis burgeoning between my thighs.

Oh, my God ... that felt howling !

After a few minute of arc, Jose Julian Marti pulled her soaking wet fingers out of my kidnapping, and whispered into my ear,"I always loved how wet you got when I fingered you ... it's a full turn-on."She moved her dripping fingerbreadth up to my throbbing clitoris, and began tracing tight little roundabout around the englut tip, then rubbing it back and forth ... exactly how I liked it ... as I moaned, and rocked my coxa into her probing fingers.

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

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

I murmured,"Aaaaahhhhh ... screwing .... meeeeee .... Marti .... my God, that feels marvelous ... ”, 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 orgasm that actually made my leg shake ... I closed my oculus and moaned ... wallowing in the euphoric genius crashing through my entire body ... I wanted it to go on forever.

After resting for a few minutes to catch my breath, I turned around, and ... still perched between her ramification ... pressed my rim against hers ... both of us enjoying a deep, tongue-filled osculation ... as I fondled her breasts through her shirt, and savored the remnant of my melt climax.

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

Marti licked her drenched fingers ... sucking my pussy juices from the bakshish ... 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 story with my shirt and panties ... then helped Marti slip out of her underdrawers, scanty and tight-fitting crop top. I playfully squeezed her tits and sucked her nipples for a few present moment ... then slither my soft titty down her naked dead body ... dragging my unshakable teat along her placid body ... until my brass was rubbing against the top of her whole bald-pated pussycat ... her yaw puss glistening with moisture from her obvious arousal.

Grinning up at her smiling case, I spread Marti's vagina backtalk, and ran my glossa up and down the slit between them ... then slid two fingerbreadth into her wet pussy, while finding her plump clitoris with my mouth. Pumping my digit in and out of her snatch, I used my back talk and backtalk to eagerly suck on her straining nub ... ribbing and flicking it with my tongue.

It didn't take longsighted before Marti let out a squeal, and grabbed the back of my forefront ... pulling my cheek hard into her crotch and grinding her stiff clit against my warm, wet clapper. Groaning and cuss, she held my side against her cunt and rocked her hip ... as an intense, sizzling sexual climax crashed through her total body.

She exclaimed,"Ooooohhhhh ... diddley, Lou ... you're so fucking upright at that ..."

I left my tongue pressed against her puff up orb, as she gently twerked her articulatio coxae and enjoyed her incredible climax.

Afterwards, I slid my body back up her body ... 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 former some more ... as we caught our breath ... splayed out on the bed ... reveling in the sultry splendor of our lingering orgasms.

While lying there ... satisfied and appreciative smiling splashed across our faces ... Marti told me how lots she missed cumming like that. Still gently caressing the soft flesh of her chest, 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 honest 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 wipe out 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 take a rain shower together. Afterwards, we got dressed and headed to La Cucina Gustosa ... a fancy 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 roomy from college ... everyone just calls her ‘ Lou ’."

I gave Harry a prompt hug, saying,"Congratulations, Harry ... you got yourself a good one."

We laughed, then talked for a while, before Marti pulled me across the elbow room to conform to Cody ... Harry's upright man.

He was a handsome guy ... obviously in chassis ... with a roguish smile ... and a confident bearing. After Marti made the unveiling, the three of us chatted for a few minute ... 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 smile on her face ... she leaned in close and said,"So ... William Frederick Cody ... pretty hot, right ?"

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

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

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

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

She explained that Cody was one of Harry's co-worker ... they'd known each other for a yearn time ... maybe ten years, or so ... and they'd done loads of things together over the old age. Jose Julian 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 double day of the month with whatever ‘ lady friend'Cody happened to be shagging at the time.

About two years ago, Cody had come over to Harry's place for dinner ... and to observe an NBA basketball game between the Miami Heat and the Houston projectile. It was supposed to be a double date, but whoever 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 game started ... and by halftime, Harry was already tanked, and completely passed out on the reclining chair in the life room.

Jose Julian Marti said that when she bent over the coffee tabular array to remove some evacuate snack trays into the kitchen, the top of her sundress could barely hold her heavy knocker 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 fiber material ... then finding her nipple with his finger, 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 in the professorship, then William Frederick Cody had whispered,"I've been in love with these pap since the first time I met you."Then he'd grabbed her hand, put it on his cock, and said,"This is how lots I've been looking forward to getting my hands on your boobs."

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

While her hired hand squeezed and massaged his stiffening hard-on, Buffalo Bill had pulled the top of her wearing apparel down past her boobs ... and, since she didn't have a bra on ... her titmouse 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, Marti had left her boob flopping around outside the top of her wearing apparel, as she grabbed Cody's handwriting, and pulled him into the kitchen. Standing by the sump, she'd reached between his legs and rubbed his semi-hard tool through his shortstop ... then, without a word, quickly knelt down in front of him ... unzipped his short ... and pulled out his nearly erect boner.

She grinned at me, and said,"Holy shucks, 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 bulging tip until he was fully erect ... then just stared at the impossibly recollective shaft and wide, helmet-shaped chief for a few moments ... as she continued pumping her clenched fist up and down his rigid pole.

In a bit of a daze, she'd let Cody pull her up to her feet, then bend her over the kitchen tabulator. He'd pulled the hem of her garb up onto her modest book binding ... 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 Buffalo Bill Cody's huge cock had skid into her drenched kitty-cat with one big push. She'd let out a muted yelp when he'd entered her ... trying to persist as calm as possible, with Harry in the next room ... then began to groan as he started rocking his hip and slowly shoving his midst rod in and out of her dripping wet cunt.

When he picked up the gait, Jose Julian Marti said she'd had to cover her mouth with her hired hand to suffocate her grunt and squeals, as Cody reached around to grab her flailing tits ... and pounded away between her legs ... bumping her thighs up against the kitchen counter with every one of his knock-down thrusts.

Jose Julian Marti took a second 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 pathetic how lots it stretched me ... it hit all the right spots inside my pussy ... I started cumming almost immediately ... and, honestly, it seemed like I couldn't stop."

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

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

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

They'd plopped themselves onto the sofa to see 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 early while they watched the final quarter of the basketball game.

Toward the end of the game, William F. 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 a good deal of the brain into her backtalk as she could fit ... while using one of her hands to stroke the midst, veiny shaft at the Lapp 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 practically .... and so soon after fucking me in the kitchen !"

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

With a last toss of her school principal, Marti whispered,"After that, Buffalo Bill Cody swung by the house periodically when he knew Harry was out of townsfolk on business. I didn't mind ... I love his pecker ... I just can't get enough."

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

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

After finishing her storey about discovering William Frederick Cody's fiend whoreson, Marti said she really needed to amalgamate with the other Edgar Guest, so she moved around the room ... grinning and enjoying her moment ... until we all sat down to eat the evening's rehearsal dinner.

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

About thirty minutes later, I made my way down the entrance hall toward the Lady room. When I came back out, I was a bit surprised to see Buffalo Bill waiting for me in the hall. With a lubricious grin on his typeface, he pulled me into the men's room, and into one of the evacuate stalls.

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

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

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

I was somewhat shocked into silence, and didn't actually say anything, as I stared at his immense ... 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 moon 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 eyes locked onto my jiggling boobs, William F. Cody pushed the hem of my frock all the way up to my waist ... then pulled my panty to the English ... as he positioned my uncovered vagina directly above the bulgy header of his overindulge boner.

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

I let out a raspy, croaky moan when the head of his thick rod entered my cunt. 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 mystifying ... 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 slit hugging his thick prick ... 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 downward lunges.

With his stiff rod hitting all the properly spots inside my vagina ... and my ingurgitate clit rubbing deliciously against the stem of this thick peter ... I suddenly erupted ... a massive, leg-shaking orgasm racking my integral body.

I let out a throaty cry, as I settled down onto the cornerstone of his peter ... gently twerking my hips, as I continued to grind my egotistical nub against his scape ... encouraging my blossoming culmination to even neat heights. Then, I rested briefly ... with my wooden leg spread wide, and his massive pecker shoved all the way up inside me ... while I pressed my dangling dope into his face ... murmuring oath 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 face as he watched my impenetrable titty flopping around between us. He grabbed both of them with his helping hand ... squished them together ... making my clay nipple stick out like heater on the end of my tit ... then sucked them into his mouth ... trouncing and nibbling on both of them ... as he continued plowing his straining erection into my dripping wet pussy.

After just a few more strokes, William Frederick Cody released my white meat, and grabbed my coxa ... slamming his rigid pole inscrutable inside me, then holding it there ... as he blasted various current of warm, creamy jizzm all over the walls of my totally drenched cunt.

Grunting and moaning into my subdued breasts pressed against his face ... one of my nipples still in his mouth ... William Frederick Cody hammered his hawkshaw in and out of my vagina until his nutsack was finally discharge ... gobs of seed leaking out past the sides of his pumping beam ... and dripping onto the bathroom floor directly beneath my overflowing pussy.

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

After a minute of arc or two to see our breath, I climbed off his erection ... then looked down at his huge hard-on ... still blotto and throbbing between his legs.

I grabbed the glistening dick with my manus, and stroked it a few fourth dimension ... as I stared at it with glazed, satiated eyes ... completely captivated by its impressive size of it 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 strong-armer time giving it up.

After admiring it for another second, or two, I bent over and sucked the tip of his slimy dick into my sass. I pulled out the in conclusion few bead of cum with my pumping fist, and licking them away ... then cleaned the whole thing off with my lips and tongue, before tucking it back into his pants and pulling up his zipper.

I grabbed some toilet newspaper to scavenge up between my legs ... then adjusted my panties and dress ... before the two of us headed back out to join the others.

After the rehearsal dinner, Jose Julian Marti and I climb into her car and headed back to her flat. Along the way I told her about my surprising ... but dramatic ... assignation 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 find out all the point. I happily told her everything ... watching the look on her case as she enjoyed every grunt, poke, and tingle as I recounted the entire libidinous chronicle ... and by the time we reached her topographic point, she was dripping wet, and totally aroused.

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

We played with each other's dummy and pussies ... sucked each other's mammilla ... and shared rich, tongue-filled kisses ... then grabbed the hand-held cascade head, and took turns 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 ... Saturday ... and it was a beautiful ceremonial. The reception afterwards was held at a swank hotel in downtown Miami.

While Buffalo Bill Cody's ‘ plus 1'was dancing with other members of the wedding political party, 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 instant to enjoy the aftermath of our delicious sexual climax, we re-joined the respite of the group in the main event room. As we entered the way, Marti caught my eye ... and gave me a smile, and a quick thumbs up ... before returning her attention to her new husband and early wedding guests.

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