Mary and I had been married for nine years when we agreed to endure up for Tom and Wendy's wedding. We had gotten home from the wedding party rehearsal and were sitting in the sustenance room discussing the couple. 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 family relationship. Wendy had done a photograph shoot with Corinthian but it hadn't been used. Tom had a overjealous 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 good friend of ours.

Our buzzer rang.
Madonna answered the room access and in came Wendy in the same full length garb coat she'd been wearing when she left the church.
"Wendy, how do you're not at plate with Tom ?"Mary asked.
"There's something I want to talk 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 senior high school stockings, spike heeled pumps and very little else. I just stared at her stretched out in all her yearn legged clear skinned twenty two twelvemonth old sinister laced playmate 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 surprised as me at Wendy's attire.
"I want to have it off 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 trend,"Wendy mocked us.


"springiness us a chance to get used to the idea,"The Virgin said with a small choke in her pharynx. She looked at me and we went into the kitchen.
"What do you opine, Jim ?"Mary asked me.
"I've never cheated on you in my life, and I'm not sure this is a trade good time to start,"I said carefully.
"But we really like Wendy and it would be both of us. It wouldn't really be cheating would it ?"Mary had a promising light in her centre 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 life room.
"So what did you decide ?"she asked.
"We decided it would be OK, but you can't William Tell Tom,"Virgin Mary said.
"Oh, Inferno no, I don't tell Tom everything I do ; you know how jealous he is."


"Who do you need showtime,"I asked.
"Let me start with Mary just to get the two of us warmed up,"Wendy said.
So my doubtlessly faithful wife and my adept protagonist's fiancé strolled into the bedroom.
"give us about 15 minutes before you come in,"Wendy told me as she went by.
It was the foresightful fifteen minutes of my life, as I sat there thinking about what they were doing in there and getting hard in my pants. Actually I only made it ten minutes then went and stood by the door and peeked in. Wendy saw my shadow at the door and turned toward me.


"Couldn't waiting, eh ? Well come on in, you can watch out for a few Thomas More mo,"Wendy said.
There was my wife, completely fold and hetero as far as I had ever thought about it kneeling between Wendy's genu eating her kitty with enthusiasm. Wendy was lying back on the bed with a couple of pillows under her nous and her feet on Mary's shoulders. She was wiggling and moaning. The Virgin had one manus between her own legs flapping like a hummingbird.
The Virgin heard Wendy's vocalism and looked up from her work. She saw me, gave me a smile and motioned me down to give her a kiss. I knelt down next to her and gave her a big kiss. She had Wendy's slit juice dripping off her Kuki-Chin and all over her mouth. It tasted delicious. She took her mitt out from between her own legs and stuck that in my backtalk 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 peg up in the air."Wendy did it, her legs directly up, Mary pushed them apart. Wendy still had her stockings and garter on. Her panties were hanging off one senior high school heeled shoe. She looked unbelievably hot.


"feeling at her clitoris,"Mary said to me.
I tore my eyes away from those beautiful legs, put my head down and took a good feel. With her pegleg up like that and her pussy hair cut short-circuit I felt like a gynaecologist. I looked where Virgin Mary pointed and saw what she meant. Wendy's clit was amazing. It was tenacious and swelled. It actually protruded from her pubic hairsbreadth. It looked like a short art object of a soda chaff. I touched it lightly with one finger and Wendy twitched.
"That's too rough,"Mary said. She pushed my hand away and took the clit in her lips and flicked her lingua across it. Wendy moaned.
"I've never seen a clitoris like that,"I said."It looks like a piddling unvoiced on."


"It's so embarrassing !"Wendy's vocalisation came from above us."It does that whenever I get hot. I can't wear a two-piece in public because it pokes out. It ruined my Corinthian shoot. ‘ We can't use these shots ; she has a clitoris like a pencil stub and nipples like thimbles,'the photographer said."
"I think it's beautiful,"Mary said and gave it another suck.
"It's like some variety of parentage fault or something,"Wendy said."My pap are the same way. hail up and bet, Jim, I'm not kidding."
Mary gave me a nudge and I stood up and went up to look at Wendy's pap. She had a Playmate class single-foot, thirty six C. She was playing with her tit, and they just stuck out like nothing I'd ever seen. The unit front line of her breast were squiffy. Even the halo were raise. That lensman was right, the mammilla protruded more than a half inch like thimble. I leaned over and sucked on each of those garden pink check stub in spell, just a endorse with a piffling 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 fucking my titmouse ?"


"Sure, he doesn't get to do it with me,"Madonna'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 column inch and thicker than usual.
I straddled Wendy at the shank and knee walked up to her chest. I laid my peter between those magnificent breasts. She squeezed her breasts around my dick and said"Push."
I pushed, but things were too dry and nothing slid.
"Do you give some lubricator ?"I asked her.
"Spit's wagerer than lube ; just expectoration,"she said. She raised her promontory and spit on my dick.
I added some spittle and she was right, it was better than lube. I started thrusting between her titty and it was howling. She started lifting her headspring and giving my shaft a biff on every early stroke. That got me even harder. She rolled her breasts over so that her nipples were getting rubbed on every poking. That got her really going and she started licking me on every stroke. I produced a little precum and the lubricant got even better. Pretty soon I had scooted up toward her expression and was giving her a broad oral cavity thrust each time I cleared her tits. Wendy had petite trivial features, a little pixy nose and an itty bitty lip with an adorable piffling overbite ; she had to yaw her mouth open to postulate me in and her little bitty mouth made my gumshoe look even bigger.
After a small while all the rubbing on her nipple got them even harder and more rear. They were as unbending as a pair of fingers as I thrust between them. It was starting to campaign me over the edge. Between what Madonna was doing between her stage and what I was doing to her tits and face, I knew Wendy was close ; she was moaning and rolling her eyes. The next clock time I pulled out of her mouth, she hissed up at me :


"William Tell her to put her quarter round in my ass !"
Mary must have heard it, because when I looked around, The Virgin was still sucking on that vex clitoris and also had one thumb up Wendy's ass all the way to her wrist.
That was enough for Wendy, her body started to squeeze and spasm. She grabbed my articulatio coxae and pulled me toward her face. I went forward as she pulled and shoved my tool right down her throat. Her eyes bugged open and she gaped wide trying to pack me in. As her orgasm and the gag reflexive overtook her, her throat clamped and spasmed around the capitulum of my dick which made me descend straight down her throat. We both bucked and groaned as we both finished our orgasms. I roll off Wendy's body and collapsed side by side to her. I must have dozed off ; I'm not as Loretta Young 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 Madonna's knee. Wendy heard me movement and lifted her head and looked at over me.
"Back with us then ? Ready to take 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. Mary was spread eagled on her back with her knees up. She had a fistful of blanket in each hand and was making low grunting noises that I'd never heard. After I lay still for a few more min, Wendy said :
"Get up behind me and shove it in."
You don't get an monastic order 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 balls deep in a dyad fortuity. She moaned her approval.
I continued with recollective deeply separatrix driving abstruse into her and coming almost out on the backstroke. After a duad proceedings of this, Wendy tipped her hips up a little Thomas More and on an outstroke when I pulled almost out of her, she reached back between her legs and moved my dick just a small bit so that when I pushed in again my dick slammed intemperate 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 naught happened, then she relaxed her asshole and the head of my cock started to move in.


She relaxed a minuscule more and the whole head of my dick slipped past her sphincter. I groaned and she grunted. Then just as fast as she had relaxed it to let me in, she clenched her anatomical sphincter again. It was like being gripped in a fist, just that blind drunk and intemperately. I was locked in property. She alternated clenching and relaxing over and over. It was like being milked. I couldn't solidus ; 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 impale herself on my dick. I was trying not to do, and Wendy never stopped eating Mary's pussy. Mary was groaning.
"Aagh, Aggh, Oh God, Aagh, Ooh ; Ooooh."Mary's promontory thrashed back and forth like an animal ; she tore at the covers and arched her back. She pushed Wendy's head down into her genital organ even harder. Wendy never stopped eating Mary or rubbing her own clit. When Wendy reached her own sexual climax, she relaxed her ass sufficiency for me to pull out. The three of us collapsed in a heap and lay placidity for a couple instant. I was glad I hadn't come, since I was still ready for whatever we decided to do next.

We lounged around for a while detrition and admiring each other, the ladies admiring my still hard and erect staff ; my wife especially was surprised, since waiting to come was not a strong suit of mine. After a couple min, 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 nobody else knows ; not even Tom. I like to cum when I pee. You can get along and learn if you want."
I did desire to watch, so I followed her into the bathroom. She sat on the faecal matter with her leg apart and started rubbing herself. I found this very hot and straddled her knees which brought my dick just to mouth point on her. She got the idea immediately and opened her mouthpiece and took me in deep. If I leaned forward, I could watch her hand between her wooden leg and her font taking my thrusts at the same time.
Wendy started to make her pre- coming noises pretty soon after I put my hammer in her face.


"detention your bladder till you come,"I told her. She nodded. All the time I was getting bigger and harder, filling her face more and more.
"wait you bladder !"I said again. I repeated this various meter in the adjacent minute or so. By then she was groaning with lustfulness and the urge to pee.
Finally I could see her started to twitch and spasm with the start of her orgasm and my ballock started to boil with the first of my own.
"Let your bladder go !"I ordered her. It all came out in a thrill pouring into the commode. She jerked and shuddered with orgasm and release. She pushed her principal forward to withdraw my unharmed cock in her mouth as I came pumping my warhead into her throat. She was still gushing into the bowl.
After her bladder was evacuate and my pecker went soft in her mouth, we could still hear moaning and heavily breathing. It wasn't me and I could see it wasn't her. I turned my head teacher and saw Mary leaning against the doorway jamb where she had been watching us. She had one helping hand jammed deep in her panties rubbing herself off. As she came she arched her back against the woodwork and moaned loudly.


I think it was after that lav setting 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 sustenance way. Our front windowpane looks out over the independent street of the student area of our college town. A music store, a pizza pie lieu and a library are just down below our windowpane and there's always lots of foot traffic on the sidewalk below. We often sit and people watch from the living room. Tonight we had a different idea.
"We want you to put your bra and panty back on,"Mary told Wendy.
"Aw, scum bag, are we done already ?"Wendy pouted.
"Oh, no, just something a footling different,"The Virgin assured her.
After she was dressed again, kind of, Blessed Virgin led Wendy over to the windowpane stood her about a foot from the glass


"Don't move a muscleman. Just stand line of descent still like you're made of Ellen Price Wood,"Madonna whispered in Wendy's ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the drape spread out. There was the unhurt Friday Night parade, the students, the high schooltime wannabee, towns'people, professors and passersby six feet out face and ten infantry below on the sidewalk. For a while, nobody seemed to notice this Playmate goddess standing in her Negroid lace underclothes in the window. I moved a floor lamp over most Wendy to really light the scene. Now a few people started to notice. A couple of frat boy beer drinkers nudged each other and stopped to stare. That got a few more watching, a lesbian twain ; a middle aged duet strolling arm in arm came to a closure on the other side of the street.


Mary waited until there was a enough gang, maybe twenty dollar bill in the stationary crew. Then she stepped up directly behind Wendy. Since Madonna was a couple inches shorter and narrower than Wendy, if she was careful she could stay out of the crowd's sight. She unhooked Wendy's bra and let it fell to the floor at Wendy's infantry. She slid her hands around Wendy's chest and began to hasten her nipples.
"Don't move a muscle,"she told Wendy again. And Wendy didn't. Her teat began their astound hard-on and expansion, but she didn't move. 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 conjuring trick wouldn't last much longer. Virgin Mary put a hand around Wendy's waist and started rubbing her clit through the forepart of the black silk scanty. I moved the light a petty bit so that the place bulge in the scanty was clearly visible. Wendy was having a harder and harder meter not moving. Finally, she crouched down slightly to open her slit lips a little more.


Blessed Virgin hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Wendy's panties and pulled them down around her mortise joint, exposing her little President Bush to the watching world and resumed rubbing the overgorge clit. Wendy was starting to flip and move enough that it was obvious to the watchers that it was a real char in the window.
After another yoke of minutes of this, during which several more mass stopped on the street to watch the show, Mary signaled to me. I lay down on my back on the base behind Wendy and still on my rear crawled forward between Wendy's stage.

After I was in position, I raised my header up and The Virgin pushed down on Wendy's shoulders so that her knees bent and she sat directly on my face.
I stuck my tongue in her snatch and worked it hard. I took her big button between my lips ; I licked it and sucked on it like a drinking 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 slit juice on my face. I could looked up and see that Mary was still twisting Wendy's nipples.


"Aagh, Ooh, Oooh, Aargh, Oh my God ; Aagh !"Wendy started to seduce animal noises as we ravaged her body in front end of the window. The exhibitionism and our unforgiving stimulation were pushing Wendy to the brink of climax.
Madonna waited until the absolute live bit, when Wendy's abs started to spasm, her pussy was streaming onto my face. Mary pushed her thumb into Wendy's bunghole and watched her come. She threw her head back, her mouth stretched open, she bared her teeth and gave out a pharyngeal animal strait shrieking from her throat.

Mary pushed her forward, still leaf fucking her ass until she was plastered against the window. Wendy shrieked and banged her head against the glass, those big tits spread out against the glass. Her deal clawed at the window. I sat up straighter with my backbone against the window and never stopped sucking her clitoris."Uh-uh-uh-Uh-Uh-UH-UH."It was the most shattering sexual climax I'd ever seen. She stayed pressed there like a bug against the windowpane from the pressure of Mary's thumb. I turned my head a saw a few people down on the street applauding.
*
We let her roost for a piddling while after that. When she calmed down we agreed that we all needed some food. We decided to ordination pizza from the station across the street.

I called and asked for two large pizza with everything delivered.
"Ask for Joaquin,"Mary said in my ear. I wondered later how Mary knew about Joaquin.
"Can you have Joaquin drive home them ? Great fifteen hour ?"
Madonna and I had a whispered conversation about the pizza pie. We could see the pizza place out the front window.
As soon as we saw Joaquin starting line across the street, we took our positions.
Mary lay down on her back on the base with her head toward the door. I had Wendy stand over her, straddling Mary's waist. I had a towel around my center when I answered the doorbell.


When Joaquin brought the pizzas in he just saw the beautiful Wendy standing naked in front of him. I doubt if he ever even saw Mary on the floor. He finally took his eyes off Wendy and set the pizzas on the table and handed me the bill. I looked at it and said
"Thirty four buck, I don't have it on me."
"He gestured at the pizza 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 nerve. Mary immediately began eating her out. I took a fistful of Wendy's fuzz and pulled her head back."Open widely,"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 off the pizza pie square,"I said.


He nodded his agreement and unbuckled his pants, he pulled down his chinos and shucked off his boxers. He was already firmly, circumcised, nine inches long but not existent thick. He stepped in front of Wendy who still had her mouth spread extensive. He laid the tip of his cock on her tongue. She licked it then lifted her chin a piffling so she could look him in the eyes. He pushed in a few more in. She formed her lips into the tight O shape of a enceinte blast job. When Joaquin pushed further in, Wendy leaned forward to take him even deeper. He groaned with lecherousness.


Wendy was playing with her teat and wriggling as The Virgin kept eating her bit. Joaquin started getting really rich into her."Ghagghah"Wendy gagged on that long John Brown gumshoe. When she tried to pull out back, I pushed the back of her question forward. He was all the way into her throat now, his balls hanging on her chin. I massaged the front of her throat where I could feel Joaquin's dick sliding through. The future time she gagged, her pharynx clenching and clamping on him, he came, bucking and groaning, his legs starting to warp. After he finished emptying his orb down Wendy's pharynx, he slowly pulled out, the last of his cum dripping on her retrousse face. He pulled his trouser back up, nodded to me and left the apartment.
Wendy continued to hunch 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 we noticed that it was starting to get late.
"I should go pretty soon, I still have matter to do before the wedding,"Wendy said.
I hadn't gotten off for a while, the scenes at the window and with Joaquin, I was just a bystander.


"I'd like one conclusion one before you go,"I said.
We finished with something unsubdivided and normal. I laid Wendy on her rear on the bed with a pillow under her ass. I stood on the level and held her articulatio talocruralis in the air and just pounded into her. She grunted on every separatrix, she arched her head back and those big knockers rolled up and down her trunk like the lunar time period. Mary 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,"Madonna suggested. Wendy agreed and they disappeared into the bathroom.
I sat down and finished off the pizza pie and a feeding bottle of beer. When I looked in the bathroom, the shower bath was still running and The Virgin and Wendy were standing under the stream, facing each former 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 have intercourse honor and obey till death did them part.
Mary and I never talked about that night. As far as I know we were both faithful to each other except that one event .