Madonna and I had been married for nine years when we agreed to stand up for Tom and Wendy's wedding. We had gotten home from the wedding rehearsal and were sitting in the support room discussing the duad. Tom had met Wendy a year ago when she was modeling at an auto show he attended. They started dating immediately. It was an up and down human relationship. Wendy had done a photo shoot with playboy but it hadn't been used. Tom had a envious run, and combined with a beautiful girlfriend they had some real donnybrooks. Tom couldn't get over the idea that she was cheating on him and she couldn't understand why he didn't trust her. They'd become serious friend of ours.

Our doorbell rang.
Mary answered the doorway and in came Wendy in the Saami replete duration dress coat she'd been wearing when she left the church.
"Wendy, how seed you're not at home with Tom ?"Mary asked.
"There's something I want to tattle about,"said Wendy quietly.
"Well sure, we're not doing anything, what's on your mind ?"I asked.
She unbuttoned and removed the coat and stretched out on the couch. She was wearing lace top thigh high stockings, spike heeled pumps and very minuscule else. I just stared at her stretched out in all her farseeing legged clear skinned twenty two year old Joseph Black laced Playmate glory.
"I got to thinking this good afternoon, there's something I've always wanted to do and after tomorrow I won't be able to do it because it'll be wrong,"Wendy said seriously.
"Wha ... wha .. what's that, Wendy ?"Mary stammered. She was as surprised as me at Wendy's attire.
"I want to sleep with you,"she said calmly looking between Madonna and me.
"Wh ... Wh ... which one of us ?"It was my turn to stammer.
"Wh ... wh ... why, both of you, of course,"Wendy mocked us.


"give us a fortune to get used to the idea,"Blessed Virgin said with a little choke in her throat. She looked at me and we went into the kitchen.
"What do you think, Jim ?"Mary asked me.
"I've never cheated on you in my life, and I'm not sure this is a good clock time to start up,"I said carefully.
"But we really like Wendy and it would be both of us. It wouldn't really be cheating would it ?"Virgin Mary had a shining Inner Light in her eyes that I didn't see often.
"If it's OK with you, it's OK with me,"I said, taking the chance.
Wendy hadn't moved when we went back in the animation room.
"So what did you decide ?"she asked.
"We decided it would be OK, but you can't tell Tom,"Mary said.
"Oh, hellhole no, I don't tell Tom everything I do ; you know how jealous he is."


"Who do you desire get-go,"I asked.
"Let me start with Mary just to get the two of us warmed up,"Wendy said.
So my doubtless faithful wife and my best friend's fiancé strolled into the bedroom.
"springiness us about fifteen minutes before you come in,"Wendy told me as she went by.
It was the longsighted xv minutes of my life, as I sat there thinking about what they were doing in there and getting hard in my bloomers. Actually I only made it ten minutes then went and stood by the doorway and peeked in. Wendy saw my phantasm at the door and turned toward me.


"Couldn't wait, eh ? Well come on in, you can determine for a few Thomas More hour,"Wendy said.
There was my wife, completely congregation and hetero as far as I had ever thought about it kneeling between Wendy's knee eating her pussy with enthusiasm. Wendy was lying back on the bed with a yoke of pillows under her head and her foundation on Mary's articulatio humeri. She was wiggling and moaning. Mary had one helping hand between her own peg fluttering like a hummingbird.
Virgin Mary heard Wendy's voice and looked up from her work. She saw me, gave me a smile and motioned me down to give her a candy kiss. I knelt down adjacent to her and gave her a big osculation. She had Wendy's pussy juice dripping off her Chin and all over her backtalk. It tasted toothsome. She took her hand out from between her own wooden leg and stuck that in my mouth too. I got the familiar predilection of her slit. I started to get up, but Mary pulled me back down.


"You've got to see this,"she said.
"Wendy, put your peg up in the air."Wendy did it, her legs straight up, Virgin Mary pushed them apart. Wendy still had her stockings and garter on. Her panties were hanging off one senior high heeled skid. She looked unbelievably hot.


"Look at her button,"Virgin Mary said to me.
I tore my eyes away from those beautiful legs, put my fountainhead down and took a good smell. With her legs up like that and her snatch hair cut shortly I felt like a woman's doctor. I looked where Mary pointed and saw what she meant. Wendy's clit was amazing. It was long and swelled. It actually protruded from her pubic hair's-breadth. It looked like a unforesightful while of a sodium carbonate straw. I touched it lightly with one finger and Wendy twitched.
"That's too rough,"Mary said. She pushed my hand away and took the clitoris in her lips and flicked her clapper across it. Wendy moaned.
"I've never seen a clitoris like that,"I said."It looks like a little knockout on."


"It's so embarrassing !"Wendy's voice came from above us."It does that whenever I get hot. I can't wear a two-piece in world because it pokes out. It ruined my man-about-town shoot. ‘ We can't use these shot ; she has a button like a pencil stub and teat like thimble,'the photographer said."
"I think it's beautiful,"Blessed Virgin said and gave it another suck.
"It's like some variety of birth blemish or something,"Wendy said."My nipples are the same way. total up and look, Jim, I'm not kidding."
The Virgin gave me a jog and I stood up and went up to look at Wendy's mammilla. She had a Playmate class wrack, XXX six C. She was playing with her pap, and they just stuck out like cypher I'd ever seen. The totally front of her tit were stiff. Even the halo were put up. That photographer was right, the teat protruded more than a half inch like thimbles. I leaned over and sucked on each of those pink stubs in twist, just a second with a little tooth on each one. She arched her back in approval.
She tapped Mary on the top of her head and asked :
"Is it OK if Jim nookie my pap ?"


"Sure, he doesn't get to do it with me,"Madonna's not a particularly stacked girl.
Wendy smiled at me and motioned me up on the bed. I stripped off my clothes and climbed up there. Now as you can reckon with what I'd been seeing and hearing I had an branding iron bar hard on. I'm not huge, but a honest eight inch and thicker than usual.
I straddled Wendy at the waistline and knee joint walked up to her pectus. I laid my dick between those magnificent chest. She squeezed her breasts around my hawkshaw and said"Push."
I pushed, but affair were too dry and nothing slid.
"Do you ingest some lubricant ?"I asked her.
"Spit's ameliorate than lube ; just spitting,"she said. She raised her head and spit on my dick.
I added some spit and she was right, it was better than lube. I started thrusting between her breasts and it was howling. She started lifting her capitulum and giving my dick a lick on every other stroke. That got me even harder. She rolled her breasts over so that her nipples were getting rubbed on every thrust. That got her really going and she started licking me on every stroke. I produced a footling precum and the lube got even better. Pretty soon I had scooted up toward her case and was giving her a full moon oral fissure thrust each time I cleared her breast. Wendy had diminutive little feature, a little gremlin nozzle and an itty bitty mouth with an adorable little overbite ; she had to gape her mouth open to take me in and her little bitty mouth made my gumshoe flavour even bigger.
After a little while all the rubbing on her tit got them even harder and more put up. They were as stiff as a pair of fingers as I thrust between them. It was starting to advertise me over the edge. Between what Mary was doing between her legs and what I was doing to her titmouse and brass, I knew Wendy was close ; she was moaning and rolling her eyes. The next time I pulled out of her mouth, she hissed up at me :


"Tell her to put her ovolo in my ass !"
Mary must have heard it, because when I looked around, The Virgin was still sucking on that amazing clit and also had one thumb up Wendy's ass all the way to her wrist.
That was enough for Wendy, her body started to twitch and spasm. She grabbed my articulatio coxae and pulled me toward her face. I went forward as she pulled and shoved my cock right down her throat. Her optic bugged open and she gaped wide trying to take me in. As her orgasm and the gag automatic overtook her, her throat clamped and spasmed around the point of my dick which made me add up straight down her throat. We both bucked and groaned as we both finished our coming. I roll off Wendy's body and collapsed next to her. I must have dozed off ; I'm not as unseasoned as I used to be.


When I came to, the arrangement had changed. I got one eye open and saw Wendy kneeling on the bed between Blessed Virgin's stifle. Wendy heard me relocation and lifted her read/write head and looked at over me.
"Back with us then ? quick to take component part again ?"She reached back and put her hand on my dick and massaged it long enough to get it started again, then went back to eating Mary's snatch. Virgin Mary was spread eagled on her back with her knees up. She had a fistful of cover charge in each hand and was making low grunting noises that I'd never heard. After I lay still for a few more minutes, Wendy said :
"Get up behind me and squeeze it in."
You don't get an order like that very often and you don't ignore it when you do. I got up on my knees behind Wendy and rammed into that beautiful dripping wet pussy. I was testis deep in a yoke strokes. She moaned her approval.
I continued with farsighted deep throw driving deep into her and coming almost out on the backstroke. After a mates mo of this, Wendy tipped her pelvis up a little more than and on an outstroke when I pulled almost out of her, she reached back between her branch and moved my turncock just a trivial bit so that when I pushed in again my dick slammed firmly against her cocksucker. It didn't go in, but she shifted her hips back against me, so I pressed harder against her ass. There was a short moment where cipher happened, then she relaxed her asshole and the heading of my dick started to move in.


She relaxed a petty more and the unharmed straits of my dick slipped past her sphincter muscle. I groaned and she grunted. Then just as fast as she had relaxed it to let me in, she clenched her sphincter again. It was like being gripped in a clenched fist, just that wet and difficult. I was locked in place. She alternated clenching and relaxing over and over. It was like being milked. I couldn't cam stroke ; when she relaxed I could only go deeper in, and when she clenched I couldn't pull out. She squeezed and released. She was shoving backwards against me as if she were trying to stake herself on my dick. I was trying not to come, and Wendy never stopped eating Mary's twat. Mary was groaning.
"Aagh, Aggh, Oh God, Aagh, Ooh ; Ooooh."Mary's fountainhead thrashed back and Forth like an animal ; she tore at the covert and arched her rear. She pushed Wendy's head down into her crotch even harder. Wendy never stopped eating The Virgin or rubbing her own clitoris. When Wendy reached her own orgasm, she relaxed her ass enough for me to pull out. The three of us collapsed in a hatful and lay tranquilize for a couple minute of arc. I was beaming I hadn't come, since I was still ready for whatever we decided to do next.

We lounged around for a spell rubbing and admiring each other, the ladies admiring my still hard and erect staff ; my wife especially was surprised, since waiting to fall was not a firm lawsuit of mine. After a pair minutes, Wendy untangled herself and got off the bed.
"Listen, guys, I have to pee."She bent down and said in my ear :
"I'll tell you something cipher else knows ; not even Tom. I like to cum when I pee. You can come and watch if you want."
I did want to watch, so I followed her into the bathroom. She sat on the faeces with her leg apart and started rubbing herself. I found this very hot and straddled her knees which brought my dick just to mouth level on her. She got the idea immediately and opened her mouth and took me in deep. If I leaned forward, I could watch her hand between her legs and her face taking my thrusts at the Saami time.
Wendy started to make her pre- orgasm noises pretty soon after I put my cock in her face.


"delay your bladder till you come,"I told her. She nodded. All the time I was getting large and harder, filling her face more and more.
"handle you bladder !"I said again. I repeated this several fourth dimension in the next minute or so. By then she was groaning with luxuria and the urge to pee.
Finally I could see her started to twitch and spasm with the offset of her climax and my balls started to churn with the start of my own.
"Let your bladder go !"I ordered her. It all came out in a surge pouring into the toilette. She jerked and shuddered with orgasm and expiration. She pushed her pass forward to take my hale cock in her oral cavity as I came pumping my load into her throat. She was still gushing into the bowl.
After her vesica was hollow and my dick went soft in her backtalk, we could still hear moaning and punishing breathing. It wasn't me and I could see it wasn't her. I turned my header and saw Madonna leaning against the doorway jamb where she had been watching us. She had one hand jammed deep in her panty rubbing herself off. As she came she arched her back against the woodworking and moaned loudly.


I think it was after that john scene that we stopped just fucking Wendy and started fucking with her ; just to see what we could get her to do.
"Let's make her a mannequin,"Madonna whispered to me as we walked to the living room.
We led her into the life elbow room. Our front window looks out over the main street of the pupil area of our college town. A euphony store, a pizza place and a program library are just down below our window and there's always lots of infantry dealings on the pavement below. We often sit and mass watch from the living way. Tonight we had a different idea.
"We want you to put your bra and step-in back on,"The Virgin told Wendy.
"Aw, rats, are we done already ?"Wendy pouted.
"Oh, no, just something a little unlike,"Blessed Virgin assured her.
After she was dressed again, sort of, Virgin Mary led Wendy over to the window stood her about a fundament from the glass


"Don't go a sinew. Just viewpoint ancestry still like you're made of Sir Henry Joseph Wood,"Mary whispered in Wendy's ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the drapes open. There was the whole Friday dark parade, the students, the high gear school day aspirer, townsfolk'people, professor and passersby six feet out side and ten feet below on the pavement. For a piece, nonentity seemed to point out this playmate goddess standing in her smutty lacing underwear in the windowpane. I moved a floor lamp over nigh Wendy to really alight the scene. Now a few people started to point out. A pair of fraternity boy beer imbiber nudged each other and stopped to stare. That got a few more watching, a lesbian couple ; a midsection aged twosome strolling arm in arm came to a stop on the early side of the street.


Mary waited until there was a decent crowd, maybe twenty in the stationary gang. Then she stepped up directly behind Wendy. Since Mary was a mates in shorter and minute than Wendy, if she was measured she could stay out of the crowd's lot. She unhooked Wendy's bra and let it discharge to the floor at Wendy's feet. She slid her hands around Wendy's thorax and began to shake her nipples.
"Don't move a muscle,"she told Wendy again. And Wendy didn't. Her nipples began their amaze erection and elaboration, but she didn't motility. From the street and sidewalk you probably couldn't see the nipples that well. It probably still looked like she might have been a mannikin. The illusion wouldn't last much longer. Mary put a hand around Wendy's waist and started rubbing her button through the front of the Joseph Black silk scanty. I moved the igniter a small bit so that the aim bulge in the panties was clearly seeable. Wendy was having a harder and harder metre not moving. Finally, she crouched down slightly to give her pussy lips a little more.


Madonna hooked her thumb in the sash of Wendy's panties and pulled them down around her ankles, exposing her little President George W. Bush to the observation world and resumed rubbing the engorged clit. Wendy was starting to twitch and travel enough that it was obvious to the watchers that it was a real woman in the window.
After another span of second of this, during which several More people stopped on the street to watch the show, Madonna signaled to me. I lay down on my back on the floor behind Wendy and still on my back crawled forward between Wendy's legs.

After I was in position, I raised my straits up and Madonna pushed down on Wendy's shoulders so that her knees set and she sat directly on my face.
I stuck my clapper in her snatch and worked it operose. I took her big clit between my brim ; I licked it and sucked on it like a straw. I scraped it ever so gently with my teeth. When she groaned I did it again then sucked it some more. There was starting to be a stream of pussy juice on my face. I could count up and see that Madonna was still twisting Wendy's nipples.


"Aagh, Ooh, Oooh, Aargh, Oh my God ; Aagh !"Wendy started to make animal racket as we ravaged her body in front of the window. The immodesty and our persistent foreplay were pushing Wendy to the brink of climax.
Virgin Mary waited until the absolute last bit, when Wendy's abs started to spasm, her pussy was streaming onto my case. The Virgin pushed her thumb into Wendy's asshole and watched her cum. She threw her head back, her mouth stretched open up, she bared her teeth and gave out a croaky animal sound shrieking from her throat.

Mary pushed her forward, still hitchhike fucking her ass until she was plastered against the window. Wendy shrieked and banged her head against the glass, those big pap spread out against the glassful. Her script clawed at the window. I sat up straighter with my backrest against the window and never stopped sucking her button."Uh-uh-uh-Uh-Uh-UH-UH."It was the most shattering orgasm I'd ever seen. She stayed pressed there like a bug against the window from the pressure of Blessed Virgin's thumb. I turned my foreland a saw a few masses down on the street applauding.
*
We let her rest for a little piece after that. When she calmed down we agreed that we all needed some food. We decided to gild pizza from the place across the street.

I called and asked for two large pizza pie with everything delivered.
"Ask for Joaquin,"Madonna said in my ear. I wondered later how Madonna knew about Joaquin.
"Can you have Joaquin redeem them ? Great XV min ?"
Mary and I had a whispered conversation about the pizza. We could see the pizza place out the front window.
As soon as we saw Joaquin kickoff across the street, we took our positions.
The Virgin lay down on her back on the base with her head toward the doorway. I had Wendy pedestal over her, straddling Madonna's shank. I had a towel around my middle when I answered the doorbell.


When Joaquin brought the pizza in he just saw the beautiful Wendy standing naked in front of him. I doubt if he ever even saw Mary on the storey. He finally took his eye off Wendy and set the pizzas on the table and handed me the throwaway. I looked at it and said
"Thirty four dollars, I don't have it on me."
"He gestured at the pizzas and said"You pay."
"Here's another idea,"I said. I pushed Wendy's shoulders down until she was on her knees, sitting on Mary's brass. Mary immediately began eating her out. I took a fistful of Wendy's fuzz and pulled her head back."Open broad,"I said in her ear. She did.
I gestured to Joaquin and said"Would you like ?"
"Oh, jess !"he moaned.
"OK go ahead and we'll cry the pizza square toes,"I said.


He nodded his correspondence and unbuckled his pants, he pulled down his chinos and shucked off his boxers. He was already hard, circumcised, nine inches long but not real number thick. He stepped in front of Wendy who still had her mouth loose wide of the mark. He laid the tip of his dick on her tongue. She licked it then lifted her chin a little so she could look him in the eyes. He pushed in a few more inches. She formed her lips into the miserly O pattern of a outstanding blow job. When Joaquin pushed further in, Wendy leaned forward to guide him even deeper. He groaned with lust.


Wendy was playing with her pap and wriggling as Mary kept eating her cunt. Joaquin started getting really deep into her."Ghagghah"Wendy gagged on that long brown cock. When she tried to pull back, I pushed the backrest of her psyche forward. He was all the way into her throat now, his balls hanging on her chin. I massaged the front of her pharynx where I could finger Joaquin's dick sliding through. The next sentence she gagged, her pharynx clenching and clamping on him, he came, bucking and groaning, his stage starting to crumple. After he finished emptying his orb down Wendy's throat, he slowly pulled out, the conclusion of his cum dripping on her tip-tilted expression. He pulled his pants back up, nodded to me and left the apartment.
Wendy continued to hunch down on Mary's human face, who kept licking and sucking until Wendy came again"Uh Uh Uh, Good Shepherd, Aggh Uh Uh."
After we ate the pizza pie we noticed that it was starting to get late.
"I should go pretty soon, I still have things to do before the wedding,"Wendy said.
I hadn't gotten off for a spell, the prospect at the window and with Joaquin, I was just a bystander.


"I'd like one finis one before you go,"I said.
We finished with something simple and formula. I laid Wendy on her book binding on the bed with a pillow under her ass. I stood on the floor and held her articulatio talocruralis in the air and just pounded into her. She grunted on every cerebrovascular accident, she arched her head back and those big knocker rolled up and down her trunk like the lunar time period. Mary sat adjacent to her on the bed and rubbed one off. Just before I came, I pulled out and sprayed them both with cum.


"I really have to go,"Wendy said again.
"You should probably get cleaned up before you go home,"Mary suggested. Wendy agreed and they disappeared into the bathroom.
I sat down and finished off the pizza and a bottle of beer. When I looked in the bathroom, the shower was still running and Mary and Wendy were standing under the flow, facing each other and jerking each other off.
At the wedding the adjacent day we stood in the wedding ceremony party and watched as Wendy, dressed all in albumen, swore to love honour and obey till dying did them part.
Mary and I never talked about that night. As far as I know we were both fold to each former except that one result .