2 comments/ 38525 views/ 1 favorites The Wedding Party By: Sully_M "Ok, after this shot, we need to go to the Jacuzzi." Lana and Danielle looked at James as if he'd grown a third head while Mark nodded ecstatically. "Um, James, I don't have a swimsuit." Lana explained. "Neither do I." Danielle chimed in. "I'm going in my boxers." Mark added. "Just go in your underwear, it'll be fine." Both women pointed their crazy looks towards him . "Mark, if you haven't noticed, these wonderful bridesmaid dresses didn't really leave room for a bra." Danielle nodded in agreement. James threw his arm across Lana's shoulders. "Don't worry babe, you can wear my tank top and I'll wear my t-shirt." "And you can wear my t-shirt." Mark added to Danielle. Before they could protest, James threw his hands up. "Perfect, it's settled. One more shot then Jacuzzi time!" Lana and Danielle looked at each other with unsure smiles as they followed the guys outside. **** The four of them quickly grouped up during the weekend wedding celebration. Lana and James had been together for over a year while Danielle and Mark had gravitated towards each other in an unspoken sexual attraction fueled by the fact that neither of them were in relationships. Together the group found a mutual fondness for inappropriate jokes and copious amounts of alcohol. "Yes James, this tank really covers my breasts." All three looked at Lana's chest. "Babe, they're great looking breasts. You have nothing to be ashamed of." James comforted bringing her into his thin frame. Lana smiled kissing him in gratitude. "I can't believe you almost said no to this." Mark spoke quietly. Danielle waded through the water towards him. "I didn't say no... I just gave a little protest. Isn't that what good girls do?" Mark scoffed. "I'm sure good girls do." Danielle flicked water at his face in protest. "This is an exception to my life. I'm on vacation, I can do whatever I want." He shrugged and smiled. Danielle rolled her eyes and moved a little closer to him. "Besides, wasn't getting me naked all a part of the plan?" He took a swig of his beer. "I haven't made a single plan since I got here." Danielle smirked bobbing up and down in the water. "Are you purposely teasing me, or is it a coincidence?" Danielle mimicked his shrug. Mark leaned in towards her and whispered, "Between your tits and their little show over there, I'll go with teasing." Danielle looked over her shoulder to see Lana grinding her ass into James while they made out. "Come on you two, save it for the room." James looked up with a lazy smile. "Don't hate." Danielle moved in close to Mark. "Is that what you were looking for?" Mark bit on his bottom lip. "I may be feeling a little left out." Danielle was about to lean in and kiss him when they heard, "Damn, look at that ass." Danielle turned around at Lana's remark. "Why thank you. It's my third best feature." Lana leaned forward and lightly tapped, then squeezed it. "Girl, it should be your first 'cause... damn." Danielle laughed. "If I had boobs like yours I'd have the complete package." She moved across the Jacuzzi and cupped the underside of each ample breast. "I mean, look at 'em!" James leaned over to watch the action. The entire night thus far had been more than surreal. "Now compare lips. I mean, I think they're both your number one best feature." "You wouldn't want that James." Danielle teased. "You know what they say about going black." "I'm willing to risk it." "Hey!" Lana exclaimed looking back and forth between the two. James wrapped his arms around her bringing her closer to him and his very poignant hard on. "I'm sorry babe." She giggled slightly. "Besides, I'm the only one that can decide who the better kisser is." James perked up. Lana looked at Danielle. "Let's see what you got." Danielle smirked devilishly before placing her hand behind Lana's head entangling it in the long curly red locks. "You asked for this." She directed at James before her lips pressed onto Lana's. Both men grew silent watching as the kiss deepened. To Lana's surprise, her nipples grew even harder than before. The feel of Danielle's full lips and the way her tongue massaged the inside of her mouth was something she'd never experienced. The thought of a woman making her as wet as she was had never crossed her mind until it was actually happening. "It's like having a chocolate and vanilla swirl come together." James chuckled. "Nah, it's more like having strawberry ice cream topped in delicious hot fudge." Both girls laughed and parted. "That was fucking sexy babe." James told her pushing into her from behind. Lana turned to face him as the kiss still lingered on her lips. "From the feel of it, I think you enjoyed it more than me." "I can show you just how much I enjoyed it." Lana gripped his hardness. "Why don't we take this up to the room?" James lit up at the words. "That's a great idea. Why don't you guys come up to our room?" "Wait, James, I wasn't..." "No babe, that's even better than what I had in mind." Lana took in a deep breath and looked over at Danielle. Danielle winked at her. "It'll be fun. Don't worry about it." Lana smiled in return as they got out of the water. "You still have that keg in your room don't you?" Mark asked. James raised a questioning eyebrow in his friend's direction. "Well yeah, but are you really worried about the beer?" he asked following the two women out of the water. Mark chuckled following suit. They grabbed towels to wrap themselves up in before the four moved inconspicuously through the lobby as there were still plenty of people from the wedding moving around. "You have no idea how hard I want to fuck the shit out of you." Mark whispered in Danielle's ear. Danielle looked him up and down. Mark was a huskier guy than she would normally go for, but after feeling how thick he was in the Jacuzzi, she couldn't wait to find out what he had to offer. **** Once in the room, the guys took charge of their respective women. James's hands immediately went for Lana's breasts as he pushed into her from behind. He'd pictured something like this for years, but never imagined he'd get the opportunity. Lana wasn't a prude by any means, but he'd never imagined she'd be into kissing another woman let alone participating in something like this. Just the thought of what was about to happen had him straining through his boxers. Clothes were quickly disposed of before the two couples reached the same bed. Lana pushed James backwards playfully. "You know what I want." James chuckled. "Then come and get it." Lana moved up his body until her pussy was directly in line with his face. His hands moved up her thighs taking in the glistening mound. The small patch of red curls couldn't hide what he was after as he flicked his tongue over her clit causing a sharp intake of breath to escape her. Danielle watched for a moment before moving in between James's legs. Underneath his boxers was something she hadn't seen in a while, but was very familiar with. Her small hand took hold of the long shaft causing his hips to jump. Mark stared with hungry eyes not sure when and where to jump in at first. Just before she was about to take James into her mouth, Danielle motioned for him to get behind her. He moved steadily taking in the gorgeous ebony span of her back before gripping his thick girth and running it through her small lips coating himself with her juices. With one smooth move, he entered into her tight slit. The moment he began to enter her, Danielle was in ecstasy. He was thicker than any man she'd ever been with before and the combination of intense pleasure and pain had her taking it all out on James's long cock in her mouth. James was loving every minute of it. Every time Danielle moaned and slipped him further down her throat, he'd nip at Lana's sensitized bud causing her moans to grow louder and louder. James had always been talented in his oral ministrations, but this was a whole new ballpark for Lana. He seemed more determined than ever to get her off, and it was working. The sensations hit harder and harder throughout her body to the point where she was grinding her pelvis into his face. Each movement eliciting another rolling wave of heat throughout her body until she came with a screaming climax nearly suffocating him in the process. James hungrily lapped up her juices as best he could feeling his own climax surging only to be disappointed when Danielle pulled away with a loud suctioned pop. "James, baby, that was amazing!" James chuckled wiping his face with the back of his hand. "Would you still consider leaving me for a woman?" Lana leaned down and began circling his nipples with her tongue causing him to hiss in excitement. "Not in a million years." Mark was loving the feeling of being inside Danielle. He'd been thinking about it from the first night they'd met. Her tight wet channel was doing wonders on him, but the moment Lana bent over exposing her glistening lips to him, a new level of arousal hit him causing him to swell even more. Danielle moaned at the sensations going throughout her body. At first, she thought he was on his way to coming, but when she glanced back, she saw what had gotten Mark's attention. With a devilish grin, she took his hand and guided it to Lana's clit. Lana's body immediately responded to the thick fingers on her already swollen nub. For a second, she thought it was Danielle's touch on her, but when Danielle came up on the bed, she soon realized who was giving her such intense pleasure. She moved off of James and backed into Mark's hand as he thrust two fingers inside of her. James watched for a moment unsure of what was going on before Danielle mounted him easily sliding his cock into her body. His own body sprung back to life quickly as her hips began to move in a purposeful rhythm. Every wet dream he'd ever had about two women couldn't compare to the events of the night. Both women were equally gorgeous and out to please him as he felt Lana's hand on his balls while Danielle leaned over him grinding her clit into his lower abdomen while picking up the pace on his cock; her wetness making it all the more better as it coated his shaft and slicked down between his legs. Lana's hand soon stilled as Mark slid home into Lana's dripping center. Both women made incredible noises as they grew closer to climax. Mark leaned forward and began rubbing tight little circles on Lana's clit while he pushed harder and deeper into her. Lana couldn't believe the way Mark was taking her. Rough wasn't normally her style, but the combination of him filling her and watching James with another woman who also made her hot was an unexpected rush to her system. Lana's eyes shut tightly as the orgasm rolled over her entire body engulfing her in what seemed like a never ending wave of pleasure. James's hands gripped at Danielle's hips. Watching his woman's face as she came was a new experience for him. Especially while being in someone else. It made him feel powerful having made this entire situation happen. He brought his feet up on the bed and began to pump up into Danielle as hard as he could. The feeling of being as deep inside of her as possible was something he'd only wished he could've experienced. This was better than any dream he could have conjured up. Danielle's body began to act on its own volition. Every part of her body felt as though it was on pins and needles. Her screams from James's thrusts would have normally embarrassed her, but she couldn't be bothered. Everything was too much and not enough until her orgasm finally peaked causing her vision to white out. James pumped a few more times into her body until he went rigid with his own roaring orgasm. Every part of him was focused on draining everything he had into her. This would be a night he wouldn't be soon to forget. **** After another thirty minutes, Mark and Danielle said their goodbyes. James and Lana took a quick shower together before curling up into bed together. "Did you have fun?" He asked nuzzling her neck. Lana smiled in contentment. "I did actually. It's not something I'd ever thought I'd do, but considering how tonight went, I'm glad it was with Danielle." James shot up and looked down at her. Before he could start to probe she began laughing hysterically. "You're something else you know that?" Lana cuddled back into his body. "I know, that's why you love me." The Wedding Party I had been planning my sister's wedding for a few months now. The time came to send out invitations and write the ceremony with the officiant, so we made a weekend out of it. The bride, groom, myself (maid of honor), the bridesmaid Christy, and officiant/best man Mark. When the invitations were cut out, glued, stuffed into envelopes and finally finished, the real party began. The three of us girls made a liquor run and brought home rum and soda and various flavored vodkas. We stayed outside a few minutes longer to just have some girl time before we all started to drink. We went back inside to rejoin the guys. The five of us laughed and talked well into the night. Around midnight we were ordering pizza and showing off our bridal attire to the best man (a cross dresser who enjoys dresses immensely). While I was in the bathroom helping the bride, Mark and Christy were making out, hands on each other's faces and tongues peeking through open mouths only stopping as the bride and I re-entered the room, hoping they wouldn't get caught. As the night progressed, I noticed them stealing kisses and small gropes. Christy got up and went to the bathroom and I followed her for some innocent girl talk. I wanted to find out the deal between her and Mark because I thought they had ended their little fling a few months prior. I waited for her to exit the bathroom and pulled her aside into an empty bedroom with the reasonings of bachelorette party planning. "What is going on with you and Mark tonight?!" I asked her smiling. "We broke up, but we are still fucking and hooking up occasionally. We are much better lovers than a couple" "Oh okay, well you know we can all see you guys right? You really don't need to hide it." We laughed together and she blushed. I started for the door but she caught my arm and said "hang on, Why don't you join in on our fun?" I was shocked! Christy was never into girls before! She is a slim petite girl with beautiful Brazilian hips and long brown hair. I had had some fantasies about her before, but I had no idea she was even into the idea! "When did you become interested in women?" I asked her, trying to keep the excitement from my voice. "I never said I wasn't into girls, I just prefer men usually. But in this case, Mark told me he likes you and I love you like a sister so we may as well!" "I'm flattered, but I am not nearly drunk enough to fool around with Mark!" we both laughed and headed for the living room. When we emerged with lies of party plans on our lips, the pizza had arrived and we all sat down to eat and play "Never have I ever" We all got pretty drunk and were talking when Mark and Christy openly kissed each other in the living room, causing great shouts of "oooh" and whooping. They didn't stop but we could see them giggling. Mark only paused long enough to invite others to join the fun and to make a joke that he was going to sleep with the bridesmaids after the wedding. To which Christy and I both cuddled up with him and teased him a bit before the drinking continued. A few more hours, a few more shots, a few cuddles and butt grabs later, it was 5 am and we all needed to get to sleep. Myself, Christy and Mark made a large bed on the super sized couch and settled in while the bride and groom away-ed to their room bidding us goodnight. The three of us lay there, Mark in the middle with Christy and I on either side, our hips touching, trying to get comfortable as our conversation slowly died down and fizzled out. A few moments of silence passed as sexual tension began to mount between Mark and Christy, who were slowly caressing each other's arms and chests through the covers we all shared. They moved slightly to switch positions moving the covers off of us all and giggling. I reached over and helped them rearrange their coverings, "here let me help you guys" I said with a laugh. "Would you like to join us Ivy?" Mark asked turning to face me. Christy reached over and caressed my arm; her hands were soft and warm.I met her eyes as I thought for a moment and intertwined my fingers with hers. I nodded yes and we all repositioned ourselves. Mark bent down to me and took my face in his hands and kissed me softly, parting my lips with his tongue. He tasted of alcohol and Skittles, sweet and tangy on my tongue. I allowed myself to melt into his embrace and caressed Christy with my free hand softly on her shoulder with my finger nails. She leaned over and started to softly bite and kiss my neck and took one of my breasts in her hand massaging it and slowly pinched and twist my hardened nipple. Mark stopped kissing me, my face still in his hands. He leaned towards Christy, kissing her, his tongue parting her lips just as he had mine. I let my fingers drift downward towards the rise in his jeans, stroking and rubbing his hard cock. His hips rose to press my hands harder down on him. He reached in my blouse and lifted out my breast, and then leaned down and began to nibble and suck on my hard nipple. Christy was rubbing his hard member with me and there were soft moans coming from her lips as Marks hand slipped under her pajama bottoms and began to rub her moistened pussy. I moaned from the pleasure of his lips and tongue caressing my nipples. His lips were soft and his tongue forceful and determined. He leaned up and kissed me again and before I could take a breath as he pulled away to remove his pants, Christy was kissing me her soft mouth on mine and her tongue searching my mouth. Mark returned to us and we both reached and took his exposed member in our hands, her handling the shaft and myself taking the balls gently in my palm. Very slowly she and I began kissing him, moving from his lips to his neck down over his chest both finally arriving at the throbbing member he had bestowed upon us. Rising up on our knees we kissed each other and locked eyes, silently we bent down and took the cock into our mouths, our tongues flicking across the tip and up and down the shaft, occasionally kissing and touching each other. I sucked on the balls as she took his cock into her mouth winning us a heavy moan of pleasure as he reached his hand under my skirt to my dripping pussy. He massaged my hairless mound and flicked my clit, causing me to moan, the vibrations from my lips tingling up his body. Christy and I kissed and swapped places and I took his cock deep into my throat. I felt Marks fingers glide into me and he began thrusting his hands in and out of me as I took his cock deeper in my mouth. I felt another set of hands on my clit, Christy having moved her attentions to me. She rubbed and pinched me as only another woman can. My moans became more and more intense as they both played and explored my pussy. Mark reached up and grabbed my head, holding me to him, his body tensing. He moaned as he shot himself down my throat. He was warm and salty and slightly sweet on my tongue. He collapsed back into his pillow as Christy and I kissed each other, sharing the taste of him and cleaning up his cock with our tongues. Mark pulled us up on either side of him with a laugh "I guess I got to sleep with the bridesmaids after all" and wrapped his arms around us. Christy and I caressed each others arms neither of us seemed to care that we didn't cum that night, we were just happy that he was happy. We all relaxed into each other and fell asleep, arms and legs entangled. The Wedding Party It was 1:05pm, and I was already regretting my decision to attend Scott and Pamela's wedding. I had known the two for years--they were my best friends at Stuyvesant High, class of 1997--but I couldn't believe they had started dating after the fifteen-year reunion and were now getting married. I didn't think it would last. I hated being in this old, stuffy chapel, with Scott and Pamela's other friends from Stuyvesant--many of whom I still didn't get along with all these years later--and Scott and Pamela's old and wrinkled family members. I hated how cold and isolated this place felt. I hated being literally the only black person in this place. I wanted to leave, to hide in the bathroom until it was all over. I made a mistake. I checked my iPhone one last time and shut it off; couldn't have my phone go off during the wedding. When I looked up, I saw something that made me think I didn't make a mistake. A petite, pale-skinned young woman in a black dress walked down the aisle and took a seat directly in front of me. She had very long, vibrant red hair--the reddest I had ever seen, apple-red and luxurious--and freckles all over her face and shoulders. She took out her iPhone and made a quick call, telling a friend that she had arrived: she spoke in a beautiful Australian accent that melted my heart. After her call ended, she shut her phone off and shook her hair. The sight of red locks over pale skin was too intense: it was all I could do not to stroke her hair. Suddenly, she turned around and looked at me: her piercing green eyes and pierced nose almost made my cock pierce through my pants. "Hi there," she whispered. "You wouldn't happen to have a tissue, would you, mate? Just in case I start tearing up..." "Oh, sure," I responded, reaching into my suit pocket for a small travel-size Kleenex package. I pulled a few tissues out and handed them to her; as she reached for them, I was riveted by the beauty of her pale manicured hand, also covered in lovely freckles. "Thanks, dear," she replied, winking. "With any luck, I shan't need them." This lovely Aussie lady turned back around, and I looked down for a moment at my crotch; what I wouldn't give to run to the bathroom again, this time to beat off to the image of this cutie from Down Under. The wedding began at 1:30pm, and finally concluded by 2:45pm. I fled the chapel as soon as I possibly could; I was afraid that this beauty would see how visibly aroused I was, and think that I was some sort of creep. I took the train to the Valmont Convention Hall downtown, where the reception would be held. I didn't know if that lovely Aussie girl would be there; it would be just as well if she didn't show up, because what if I became noticeably horny again? I got to the Valmont at 3:30pm, and tried to find a table in the most remote location possible; I just wanted to eat, avoid talking to people I didn't really like, watch Scott and Pamela have their first dance as a married couple, then hit the road. Less than fifteen minutes later, the Aussie showed up. What do I do? The redhead noticed me almost immediately and waved hi, but she didn't sit next to me. Rather, she found a table at the opposite end of the hall, and chatted on her iPhone until other reception attendees joined her table. My table filled up as well, and I had to spend three agonizing hours pretending to be nice to Stuyvesant classmates I still had bad blood with, as well as members of Scott and Pamela's extended family. Finally, at around 7:00pm, I had had enough, and excused myself to go out to the balcony. The sun was beginning to set and the air was quite fresh; I was so happy to be away from the crowd. I looked down at the golf course next to the parking lot, and wondered once again why people found golf so appealing. I leaned on the balcony railing and counted the legions of cars; was I the only one who had taken the train? "Hey, don't jump, mate! It's not worth it." It was the redhead, walking towards me with a champagne glass in hand. I smiled and shook my head. "How're you doin', mate? Thank you again for the tissues. Turns out I didn't need 'em." "Thanks. I'm OK. Just needed to get some quiet for a while. Receptions are so noisy--the music and everything." "I know," she cooed, her accent hardening my cock even more. "I just needed some fresh air and some quiet, too." "I'm Ron, by the way." "Thanks. I'm Jessica." "Jessica? That's a beautiful name." "Yes. And before you ask, my mum named me after Jessica Lange, not Jessica Rabbit." I laughed loudly, and she joined in. Indeed, she did resemble that cartoon character. "So, you went to school with Scott and Pamela?" "Yeah, it's been so long now...so, if you don't mind my asking, how do you know 'em?" "Pamela and I worked together at Threshold magazine--she was the managing editor, and I was a feature writer." "Oh, I see." "So, what do you do?" "I'm actually an attorney with Laine Lerman & Roberts--" "Awesome! A couple of my friends work there, too." "Wow! Small world." "I know." My eyes fell on her freckled cleavage. Her nipples were erect, and I would have given anything to see how pink they were, and to kiss and lick them. "So, did anybody ever tell you you look like Pharrell?" "You mean, the rapper? No." Jessica smiled. Oh, how I wanted to kiss those pale, freckled cheeks... "Well, I guess I should be the first." We laughed, and Jessica took a sip of her champagne. "Some of the girls at my table were talking about how handsome they thought you were at school--but they said you're so shy." I smiled and looked down. "Never thought of it that way...I guess...I don't know." "Well, they really like you." "Thanks.' "And you must like them, too!" "Why do you say that?" She pointed a pale finger at my crotch. Oh shit. I was showing. "Oh, my God--I'm so sorry." Jessica laughed. "Why?" I was frantic. "Look, Jessica, I really have to go..." "Why? What's wrong?" "Oh, God...look, I don't mean to harass you. I have to go..." "No. Stay." Jessica put her hand on my chest. "What's wrong?" I sighed. I was nervous as hell. "Jessica..." "Yes?" "Look, that's...shit...that's from you, OK?" Her red eyebrows were now raised in curious, mischievous delight. "You're...you're really cute, OK? I thought you were kinda hot at the wedding. But I...I really think I just made a fool of myself, and now I have to go--" "Don't go anywhere!" she replied, smiling. She put her champagne glass on the ground. "Look up." I looked at the sky. "Do you believe in wishing upon a star?" "Uh, no...not really." "Well, I do." She closed her eyes. "I wish to meet a really hot black American bloke..." She then opened her eyes. "I think my wish was just granted!" Suddenly, Jessica grabbed me on the ass and kissed me. I didn't know what to make of the ass-grab, but I returned the kiss, marvelling at the softness of her lips. Jessica elbowed my arm. "Say, do you want to head down to the car park?" "What's that?" "Oh, I forgot, you're an American," she said, winking again. "That's what we call the parking lot." Jessica squeezed my hand, and we walked down the back stairs towards the parking lot. She pulled me into the back seat of her white Nissan Altima. "Take your pants off," Jessica commanded. "What?" "Take them off! Now! Hurry up." I loosened my pants as she pulled down the straps of her black dress and undid her bra, revealing her beautiful freckled breasts; her nipples were so lusciously pink. As soon as she saw my red boxers, she grabbed the fabric and ripped it in half, smiling as my hard shiny black cock greeted her eyes. "Lie back," she whispered sharply, and I did so. I shook with delight as she placed her tongue on my cock-head and began to lick, suck and fondle. This girl knew how to suck a cock, and the feeling of her pale fingers on my nut sack was nothing short of divine. As her mouth performed its magic, I wondered how long she had fantasized about being with a black American man, how often she had dreamed of fucking a brother from the States. I hoped my cock was fulfilling her fantasy. I came harder than I ever had before, my cream covering her face, hair, shoulders and tits; I can't ever recall that much of a load bursting forth after a previous blowjob. I reached into my jacket pocket, pulled out the rest of my Kleenex, and helped her clean up. After we finished wiping up my cum, we kissed and decided whether to return to the reception. She told me that her sister had worked in the music business in New York for a few years and dated a handsome black American DJ; she became pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful daughter named Matilda, who she was now raising back in Melbourne. "She's the cutest little thing," Jessica said with that gorgeous dimpled smile of hers. "I'd love to give her a cousin to play with one day." I kissed her cheek and wiped a final strand of cum from her gorgeous red hair. "Well, if you need any help with that, just let me know..."