The Virgin and I had been married for nine year when we agreed to remain firm up for Tom and Wendy's wedding. We had gotten dwelling house from the nuptials dry run and were sitting in the living elbow room discussing the twain. 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 relationship. Wendy had done a picture shoot with playboy but it hadn't been used. Tom had a envious streak, and combined with a beautiful lady friend 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 good protagonist of ours.

Our bell rang.
Madonna answered the threshold and in came Wendy in the Same broad duration attire coat she'd been wearing when she left the church.
"Wendy, how issue forth you're not at home with Tom ?"Mary asked.
"There's something I want to talk about,"said Wendy quietly.
"fountainhead sure, we're not doing anything, what's on your mind ?"I asked.
She unbuttoned and removed the coating and stretched out on the couch. She was wearing lace top thigh senior high school stockings, spike heeled pumps and very little else. I just stared at her stretched out in all her long legged clear skinned twenty two class old black laced playfellow glory.
"I got to thinking this afternoon, there's something I've always wanted to do and after tomorrow I won't be capable to do it because it'll be wrong,"Wendy said seriously.
"Wha ... wha .. what's that, Wendy ?"Mary stammered. She was as surprise as me at Wendy's attire.
"I want to jazz you,"she said calmly looking between Mary and me.
"Wh ... Wh ... which one of us ?"It was my turn to stammer.
"Wh ... wh ... why, both of you, of form,"Wendy mocked us.


"springiness us a probability to get used to the idea,"Mary said with a little choke in her throat. She looked at me and we went into the kitchen.
"What do you reckon, Jim ?"Mary asked me.
"I've never cheated on you in my life history, and I'm not sure this is a right clock time to get going,"I said carefully.
"But we really like Wendy and it would be both of us. It wouldn't really be cheating would it ?"Madonna had a bright 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 living room.
"So what did you decide ?"she asked.
"We decided it would be OK, but you can't tell Tom,"Mary said.
"Oh, hell no, I don't recite Tom everything I do ; you know how covetous he is."


"Who do you want first,"I asked.
"Let me start with Mary just to get the two of us warmed up,"Wendy said.
So my doubtless faithful married woman and my best friend's fiancé strolled into the bedroom.
"spring us about XV instant before you come in,"Wendy told me as she went by.
It was the longest fifteen 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 min then went and stood by the threshold and peeked in. Wendy saw my vestige at the door and turned toward me.


"Couldn't wait, eh ? fountainhead descend on in, you can watch for a few more minutes,"Wendy said.
There was my wife, completely faithful and hetero as far as I had ever thought about it kneeling between Wendy's genu eating her slit with exuberance. Wendy was lying back on the bed with a couple of pillows under her head and her feet on Mary's berm. She was wiggling and moaning. Virgin Mary had one bridge player between her own legs flapping like a hummingbird.
Mary heard Wendy's voice and looked up from her body of work. She saw me, gave me a smiling and motioned me down to give her a kiss. I knelt down next to her and gave her a big osculation. She had Wendy's slit juice dripping off her chin and all over her back talk. It tasted delicious. She took her hired man out from between her own pegleg and stuck that in my rima oris too. I got the familiar taste of her kitty. I started to get up, but Mary pulled me back down.


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


"expression at her clit,"Mary said to me.
I tore my eyes away from those beautiful legs, put my head word down and took a good aspect. With her legs up like that and her snatch hair cut myopic I felt like a woman's doctor. I looked where Mary pointed and saw what she meant. Wendy's button was amazing. It was long and swelled. It actually protruded from her pubic hair. It looked like a short piece of a soda straw. I touched it lightly with one finger and Wendy twitched.
"That's too uncut,"Mary said. She pushed my hand away and took the clit in her lips and flicked her tongue across it. Wendy moaned.
"I've never seen a clit like that,"I said."It looks like a little hard on."


"It's so stymy !"Wendy's vocalization came from above us."It does that whenever I get hot. I can't wear a bikini in public because it pokes out. It ruined my Playboy shoot. ‘ We can't use these crack ; she has a clit like a pencil stub and nipples like thimble,'the photographer said."
"I think it's beautiful,"Madonna said and gave it another suck.
"It's like some kind of nativity defect or something,"Wendy said."My nipples are the same way. do up and look, Jim, I'm not kidding."
The Virgin gave me a nudge and I stood up and went up to look at Wendy's nipples. She had a playfellow class rack, xxx six C. She was playing with her nipples, and they just stuck out like nothing I'd ever seen. The whole front man of her breasts were stiff. Even the aureoles were put up. That photographer was right, the pap protruded more than a half inch like thimbles. I leaned over and sucked on each of those pink counterfoil in act, 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 fucks my tits ?"


"Sure, he doesn't get to do it with me,"Mary's not a particularly busty 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 iron bar hard on. I'm not huge, but a good eight inches and thicker than usual.
I straddled Wendy at the waist and genu walked up to her bureau. I laid my peter between those brilliant breasts. She squeezed her breasts around my gumshoe and said"Push."
I pushed, but things were too dry and naught slid.
"Do you own some lubricant ?"I asked her.
"spitting's better than lubricating substance ; just spit,"she said. She raised her drumhead and spitting 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 wonderful. She started lifting her top dog and giving my dick a lap on every other stroke. That got me even harder. She rolled her bosom over so that her nipples were getting rubbed on every thrust. That got her really going and she started licking me on every chance event. I produced a piddling precum and the lube got even better. Pretty soon I had scooted up toward her cheek and was giving her a full backtalk thrust each time I cleared her titmouse. Wendy had midget little features, a little elf nose and an itty bitty mouth with an adorable minuscule overbite ; she had to gape her mouthpiece capable to submit me in and her little weeny mouth made my hawkshaw aspect even bigger.
After a little while all the rubbing on her nipples got them even harder and more erect. They were as set as a pair of fingers as I thrust between them. It was starting to push me over the edge. Between what Mary was doing between her legs and what I was doing to her tits and fount, 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, Mary was still sucking on that nonplus 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 jerk and spasm. She grabbed my coxa and pulled me toward her look. I went forward as she pulled and shoved my peter right down her pharynx. Her oculus bugged open and she gaped astray trying to take me in. As her coming and the gag reflex action overtook her, her pharynx clamped and spasmed around the head of my dick which made me occur straight down her throat. We both bucked and groaned as we both finished our orgasms. I roll off Wendy's body and collapsed next to her. I must have dozed off ; I'm not as young as I used to be.


When I came to, the arrangement had changed. I got one eye unresolved and saw Wendy kneeling on the bed between Mary's human knee. Wendy heard me motility and lifted her principal and looked at over me.
"dorsum with us then ? Ready to take share 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. Mary was spread eagled on her spinal column with her knees up. She had a handful of covers in each script 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 shove it in."
You don't get an lodge like that very often and you don't ignore it when you do. I got up on my stifle behind Wendy and rammed into that beautiful dripping wet pussy. I was orchis deep in a duo strokes. She moaned her approval.
I continued with long deep strokes driving late into her and coming almost out on the backstroke. After a couple arcminute of this, Wendy tipped her rose hip up a little more and on an outstroke when I pulled almost out of her, she reached back between her peg and moved my cock just a lilliputian bit so that when I pushed in again my dick slammed hard against her asshole. 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 cypher happened, then she relaxed her arse and the point of my dick started to act in.


She relaxed a piddling more and the whole head of my peter 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 fist, just that pixilated and severely. I was locked in berth. She alternated clenching and relaxing over and over. It was like being milked. I couldn't stroke ; when she relaxed I could only go deeper in, and when she clenched I couldn't clout out. She squeezed and released. She was shoving backwards against me as if she were trying to impale herself on my pecker. I was trying not to occur, and Wendy never stopped eating Mary's kitty. Virgin Mary was groaning.
"Aagh, Aggh, Oh God, Aagh, Ooh ; Ooooh."Mary's drumhead thrashed back and Forth like an animal ; she tore at the binding and arched her vertebral column. She pushed Wendy's head down into her crotch even harder. Wendy never stopped eating Madonna or rubbing her own clit. When Wendy reached her own orgasm, she relaxed her ass enough for me to pull up out. The three of us collapsed in a heap and lay pipe down for a couple minutes. I was glad I hadn't come, since I was still ready for whatever we decided to do next.

We lounged around for a patch rubbing and admiring each other, the ladies admiring my still grueling and upright stave ; my wife especially was surprised, since waiting to get was not a strong causa of mine. After a brace minutes, Wendy untangled herself and got off the bed.
"Listen, cat, I have to pee."She bent down and said in my ear :
"I'll tell you something nobody else knows ; not even Tom. I like to cum when I pee. You can come and find out if you want."
I did want to watch over, so I followed her into the toilet. She sat on the toilet with her leg apart and started rubbing herself. I found this very hot and straddled her knees which brought my cock just to mouth stratum on her. She got the idea immediately and opened her oral fissure and took me in deep. If I leaned forward, I could learn her helping hand between her peg and her fount taking my thrusts at the same time.
Wendy started to make her pre- sexual climax noises pretty soon after I put my shaft in her face.


"grip your bladder money box you come,"I told her. She nodded. All the clock time I was getting self-aggrandizing and harder, filling her expression more and more.
"grip you bladder !"I said again. I repeated this several times in the following minute or so. By then she was groaning with luxuria and the itch to pee.
Finally I could see her started to twitch and spasm with the kickoff of her coming and my balls started to moil with the start of my own.
"Let your vesica go !"I ordered her. It all came out in a bang pouring into the toilet. She jerked and shuddered with coming and expiration. She pushed her heading forward to take my whole putz in her mouth as I came pumping my lading into her throat. She was still gushing into the bowl.
After her vesica was empty and my dick went mild in her mouth, we could still discover moaning and hard respiration. It wasn't me and I could see it wasn't her. I turned my head and saw Mary leaning against the door jamb where she had been watching us. She had one hand jammed deep in her panties rubbing herself off. As she came she arched her back against the woodworking and moaned loudly.


I think it was after that bathroom 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,"Mary whispered to me as we walked to the living room.
We led her into the living room. Our front window looks out over the master street of the scholar sphere of our college town. A euphony store, a pizza lieu and a library are just down below our windowpane and there's always lots of foot traffic on the pavement below. We often sit and people watch from the living elbow room. Tonight we had a different idea.
"We want you to put your bra and pantie back on,"Mary told Wendy.
"Aw, rats, are we done already ?"Wendy pouted.
"Oh, no, just something a little different,"Mary assured her.
After she was dressed again, sort of, Virgin Mary led Wendy over to the windowpane stood her about a substructure from the looking glass


"Don't move a brawn. Just bandstand farm animal still like you're made of wood,"Mary whispered in Wendy's ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the drapes open. There was the entirely Friday nighttime parade, the educatee, the high school wannabes, towns'masses, professors and passersby six feet out side and ten animal foot below on the pavement. For a while, nobody seemed to notice this playfellow goddess standing in her black lacing underclothing in the window. I moved a base lamp over near Wendy to really light the aspect. Now a few people started to remark. A distich of frat boy beer imbiber nudged each other and stopped to stare. That got a few more watching, a lesbian mates ; a eye aged couple strolling arm in arm came to a arrest on the early side of the street.


Blessed Virgin waited until there was a decent crew, maybe twenty in the stationary crowd. Then she stepped up directly behind Wendy. Since The Virgin was a couple inch shorter and narrow than Wendy, if she was careful she could stay out of the crew's sight. She unhooked Wendy's bra and let it drop to the base at Wendy's ft. She slid her hands around Wendy's thorax and began to rush her nipples.
"Don't move a muscle,"she told Wendy again. And Wendy didn't. Her mamilla began their astonishing erecting and expansion, 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 mannequin. The conjuration wouldn't last much longer. The Virgin put a hand around Wendy's shank and started rubbing her clit through the front end of the black silk panties. I moved the light a footling bit so that the channelise bulge in the pantie was clearly seeable. Wendy was having a harder and arduous sentence not moving. Finally, she crouched down slightly to open her snatch lips a little more.


Mary hooked her thumbs in the waistcloth of Wendy's step-in and pulled them down around her articulatio talocruralis, exposing her picayune pubic hair to the observation humans and resumed rubbing the gourmandize button. Wendy was starting to squeeze and move enough that it was obvious to the watchers that it was a real charwoman in the window.
After another mates of arcminute of this, during which several Thomas More mass stopped on the street to watch the show, Mary signaled to me. I lay down on my cover on the floor behind Wendy and still on my back crawled forward between Wendy's legs.

After I was in position, I raised my question up and Madonna pushed down on Wendy's shoulder joint so that her human knee set and she sat directly on my face.
I stuck my spit in her bit and worked it unvoiced. I took her big clit between my back talk ; I licked it and sucked on it like a stalk. 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 succus on my expression. I could front up and see that The Virgin was still twisting Wendy's nipples.


"Aagh, Ooh, Oooh, Aargh, Oh my God ; Aagh !"Wendy started to establish animal disturbance as we ravaged her consistence in front of the window. The exhibitionism and our relentless arousal were pushing Wendy to the verge of climax.
Mary waited until the absolute last bit, when Wendy's abs started to spasm, her pussy was streaming onto my facial expression. Blessed Virgin pushed her ovolo into Wendy's bastard and watched her semen. She threw her school principal back, her mouth stretched opened, she bared her teeth and gave out a guttural beast speech sound shrieking from her throat.

Mary pushed her forward, still thumb fucking her ass until she was plastered against the windowpane. Wendy shrieked and banged her head against the Methedrine, those big tits spread out against the meth. Her hired man clawed at the window. I sat up straighter with my back against the windowpane and never stopped sucking her clit."Uh-uh-uh-Uh-Uh-UH-UH."It was the most shatter coming I'd ever seen. She stayed pressed there like a bug against the window from the force per unit area of Mary's thumb. I turned my head word a saw a few citizenry down on the street applauding.
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We let her breathe for a little while after that. When she calmed down we agreed that we all needed some food. We decided to order pizza pie from the place across the street.

I called and asked for two prominent pizza pie with everything delivered.
"Ask for Joaquin,"Virgin Mary said in my ear. I wondered later how The Virgin knew about Joaquin.
"Can you have Joaquin birth them ? Great fifteen minutes ?"
Mary and I had a whispered conversation about the pizza. We could see the pizza station out the front window.
As soon as we saw Joaquin start across the street, we took our positions.
The Virgin lay down on her back on the floor with her headspring toward the doorway. I had Wendy rack over her, straddling Mary's waist. I had a towel around my midsection when I answered the doorbell.


When Joaquin brought the pizzas in he just saw the beautiful Wendy standing naked in front line of him. I doubt if he ever even saw Blessed Virgin on the storey. He finally took his eyes off Wendy and set the pizzas on the board and handed me the invoice. I looked at it and said
"XXX 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 shoulder joint down until she was on her genu, sitting on Mary's face. Mary immediately began eating her out. I took a handful of Wendy's hair and pulled her head teacher back."Open wide-cut,"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 call the pizza square,"I said.


He nodded his agreement and unbuckled his gasp, he pulled down his chinos and shucked off his Boxer. He was already punishing, circumcised, nine inches long but not real thick. He stepped in front of Wendy who still had her mouth opened wide. He laid the tip of his dick on her spit. She licked it then lifted her chin a little so she could calculate him in the eyes. He pushed in a few Sir Thomas More inches. She formed her lips into the tight O shape of a expectant blow job. When Joaquin pushed further in, Wendy leaned forward to take him even deeper. He groaned with luxuria.


Wendy was playing with her nipples and wriggling as Virgin Mary kept eating her snatch. Joaquin started getting really deep into her."Ghagghah"Wendy gagged on that foresighted brown peter. When she tried to rive back, I pushed the back of her head forward. He was all the way into her throat now, his clump hanging on her chin. I massaged the social movement of her pharynx where I could feel Joaquin's dick sliding through. The next time she gagged, her throat clenching and clamping on him, he came, bucking and groaning, his legs starting to buckle. After he finished emptying his balls down Wendy's pharynx, he slowly pulled out, the shoemaker's last of his cum dripping on her upturned brass. He pulled his pants back up, nodded to me and left the apartment.
Wendy continued to hunch forward down on Mary's face, who kept licking and sucking until Wendy came again"Uh Uh Uh, Christ, 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 affair to do before the wedding,"Wendy said.
I hadn't gotten off for a spell, the scenes at the window and with Joaquin, I was just a bystander.


"I'd like one hold out one before you go,"I said.
We finished with something simple-minded and normal. I laid Wendy on her back on the bed with a pillow under her ass. I stood on the level and held her ankles in the air and just pounded into her. She grunted on every slash, she arched her principal back and those big disparager rolled up and down her body like the tide. Blessed Virgin sat next 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,"Blessed Virgin 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 bath, the shower was still running and Mary and Wendy were standing under the stream, facing each other and jerking each other off.
At the wedding the next day we stood in the wedding party and watched as Wendy, dressed all in white, swore to jazz honor and obey money box death did them part.
Mary and I never talked about that dark. As far as I know we were both faithful to each other except that one event .