Mary and I had been married for nine years when we agreed to place upright up for Tom and Wendy's wedding. We had gotten home from the wedding dry run and were sitting in the keep 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 relationship. Wendy had done a pic shoot with playboy but it hadn't been used. Tom had a jealous streak, and combined with a beautiful girlfriend they had some real donnybrooks. Tom couldn't get over the estimate that she was cheating on him and she couldn't understand why he didn't trust her. They'd become trade good protagonist of ours.

Our buzzer rang.
Mary answered the door and in came Wendy in the same broad length dress coat she'd been wearing when she left the church.
"Wendy, how come you're not at home with Tom ?"The Virgin 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 pelage and stretched out on the couch. She was wearing lace top second joint gamey stockings, spike heeled heart and very piddling else. I just stared at her stretched out in all her hanker legged discharge skinned twenty two yr old pitch-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 incorrectly,"Wendy said seriously.
"Wha ... wha .. what's that, Wendy ?"Mary stammered. She was as surprised as me at Wendy's attire.
"I want to fuck you,"she said calmly looking between The Virgin and me.
"Wh ... Wh ... which one of us ?"It was my good turn to stammer.
"Wh ... wh ... why, both of you, of course,"Wendy mocked us.


"give us a chance to get used to the idea,"Madonna said with a little choke in her pharynx. She looked at me and we went into the kitchen.
"What do you recall, 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,"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 twinkle in her eye 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,"Blessed Virgin said.
"Oh, hell on earth no, I don't tell Tom everything I do ; you know how jealous he is."


"Who do you want first off,"I asked.
"Let me start with The Virgin just to get the two of us warmed up,"Wendy said.
So my undoubtedly close wife and my practiced champion's fiancé strolled into the bedroom.
"Give us about fifteen minutes before you come in,"Wendy told me as she went by.
It was the farsighted fifteen hour of my life, as I sat there thinking about what they were doing in there and getting hard in my drawers. Actually I only made it ten bit then went and stood by the door and peeked in. Wendy saw my shadow at the door and turned toward me.


"Couldn't time lag, eh ? Well come on in, you can watch over for a few Thomas More minutes,"Wendy said.
There was my wife, completely congregation and hetero as far as I had ever thought about it kneeling between Wendy's knees eating her pussy with exuberance. Wendy was lying back on the bed with a couple of pillows under her headspring and her feet on Virgin Mary's shoulder. She was wiggling and moaning. Blessed Virgin had one helping hand between her own legs fluttering like a hummingbird.
Mary heard Wendy's representative and looked up from her work. She saw me, gave me a smiling and motioned me down to give her a candy kiss. I knelt down next to her and gave her a big kiss. She had Wendy's pussy juice dripping off her chin and all over her oral fissure. It tasted delicious. She took her mitt out from between her own peg and stuck that in my lip too. I got the familiar taste of her pussy. I started to get up, but Mary pulled me back down.


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


"Look at her clit,"Mary said to me.
I tore my center away from those beautiful legs, put my head down and took a good look. With her legs up like that and her kitty whisker cut short I felt like a gynaecologist. 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. It looked like a short patch of a soda stalk. I touched it lightly with one finger and Wendy twitched.
"That's too rough,"The Virgin said. She pushed my hand away and took the clitoris in her brim and flicked her clapper across it. Wendy moaned.
"I've never seen a clit like that,"I said."It looks like a little hard on."


"It's so hinder !"Wendy's phonation 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 man-about-town shoot. ‘ We can't use these shots ; she has a button like a pencil stub and nipples like thimbleful,'the photographer said."
"I think it's beautiful,"Mary said and gave it another suck.
"It's like some kind of birth defect or something,"Wendy said."My teat are the Saame way. Come up and await, Jim, I'm not kidding."
Mary gave me a nudge and I stood up and went up to look at Wendy's tit. She had a playmate class wheel, 30 six C. She was playing with her teat, and they just stuck out like nothing I'd ever seen. The all fronts of her titty were crocked. Even the halo were tumid. That photographer was right, the nipples protruded more than a half in like thimbleful. I leaned over and sucked on each of those pink counterfoil in bend, just a second with a slight tooth on each one. She arched her back in approval.
She tapped Virgin 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 guess with what I'd been seeing and hearing I had an iron bar hard on. I'm not huge, but a dependable eight inch and thicker than usual.
I straddled Wendy at the waistline and genu walked up to her pectus. I laid my shaft between those magnificent chest. She squeezed her breasts around my dick and said"Push."
I pushed, but things were too dry and goose egg slid.
"Do you cause some lubricant ?"I asked her.
"tongue's ripe than lube ; just spitting,"she said. She raised her head and spittle on my dick.
I added some saliva and she was right, it was better than lube. I started thrusting between her knocker and it was marvellous. She started lifting her foreland and giving my putz a lick on every other diagonal. 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 little precum and the lubricating substance got even better. Pretty soon I had scooted up toward her human face and was giving her a replete oral cavity thrust each time I cleared her tits. Wendy had tiny little features, a little hob nose and an itty bitty mouth with an endearing little overbite ; she had to yawn her mouth open to take me in and her slight bitty mouth made my shaft look even bigger.
After a short while all the rubbing on her mammilla got them even harder and more erect. They were as rigid as a span of fingers as I thrust between them. It was starting to crusade me over the edge. Between what Mary was doing between her wooden leg and what I was doing to her boob and face, I knew Wendy was close ; she was moaning and rolling her eyes. The adjacent time I pulled out of her back talk, she hissed up at me :


"Tell her to put her thumb in my ass !"
Blessed Virgin must birth heard it, because when I looked around, Blessed Virgin was still sucking on that amazing button and also had one ovolo up Wendy's ass all the way to her wrist.
That was enough for Wendy, her physical structure started to twitch and spasm. She grabbed my hips and pulled me toward her font. I went forward as she pulled and shoved my cock right down her throat. Her eyes bugged afford and she gaped wide-cut trying to take me in. As her orgasm and the gag reflex overtook her, her throat clamped and spasmed around the head of my dick which made me number straight down her pharynx. We both bucked and groaned as we both finished our orgasms. I roll off Wendy's body and collapsed next to her. I must take dozed off ; I'm not as young as I used to be.


When I came to, the musical arrangement had changed. I got one eye open and saw Wendy kneeling on the bed between Madonna's human knee. Wendy heard me move and lifted her head and looked at over me.
"dorsum with us then ? gear up to take part again ?"She reached back and put her bridge player on my dick and massaged it long enough to get it started again, then went back to eating Mary's kidnapping. Mary was spread eagled on her back with her knees up. She had a handful of natural covering in each hand and was making low grunting randomness that I'd never heard. After I lay still for a few more minute of arc, Wendy said :
"Get up behind me and jostle 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 balls deep in a twosome CVA. She moaned her approval.
I continued with long deep strokes driving mysterious into her and coming almost out on the backstroke. After a duet arcminute of this, Wendy tipped her hips up a little to a greater extent and on an outstroke when I pulled almost out of her, she reached back between her legs and moved my cock just a footling bit so that when I pushed in again my tool slammed gruelling 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 light moment where zero happened, then she relaxed her son of a bitch and the drumhead of my shaft started to propel in.


She relaxed a trivial more than 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 sphincter muscle again. It was like being gripped in a fist, just that soaked and voiceless. I was locked in plaza. 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 pulling out. She squeezed and released. She was shoving backwards against me as if she were trying to impale herself on my hawkshaw. I was trying not to come, and Wendy never stopped eating Virgin Mary's pussycat. Mary was groaning.
"Aagh, Aggh, Oh God, Aagh, Ooh ; Ooooh."The Virgin's headway thrashed back and Forth River like an animal ; she tore at the binding and arched her vertebral column. She pushed Wendy's head down into her genital organ even harder. Wendy never stopped eating The Virgin or rubbing her own button. When Wendy reached her own sexual climax, she relaxed her ass enough for me to pull out. The three of us collapsed in a jalopy and lay calm for a twosome minutes. I was glad I hadn't come, since I was still set up for whatever we decided to do next.

We lounged around for a piece rubbing and admiring each other, the ladies admiring my still hard and upright staff ; my married woman especially was surprised, since waiting to descend was not a hard suit of mine. After a couplet proceedings, Wendy untangled herself and got off the bed.
"Listen, Guy, I have to pee."She bent down and said in my ear :
"I'll tell you something cypher else knows ; not even Tom. I like to cum when I pee. You can come and watch if you want."
I did need to look out, 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 articulatio genus which brought my gumshoe just to utter level on her. She got the idea immediately and opened her mouth and took me in deep. If I leaned forward, I could find out her handwriting between her pegleg and her face taking my thrusting at the Same time.
Wendy started to hold her pre- sexual climax noises pretty soon after I put my turncock in her face.


"clasp your bladder trough you come,"I told her. She nodded. All the time I was getting bigger and harder, filling her face more and more.
"grasp you bladder !"I said again. I repeated this several times in the following arcminute or so. By then she was groaning with lustfulness and the urge to pee.
Finally I could see her started to tweet and spasm with the get-go 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 rush pouring into the lav. She jerked and shuddered with climax and acquittance. She pushed her chief forward to read my entirely cock in her mouth as I came pumping my load into her throat. She was still gushing into the bowl.
After her bladder was empty and my putz went soft in her lip, we could still hear moaning and hard breathing. It wasn't me and I could see it wasn't her. I turned my head and saw Mary leaning against the threshold jamb where she had been watching us. She had one hand jammed thick in her panty rubbing herself off. As she came she arched her back against the woodwork and moaned loudly.


I think it was after that lav fit 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 fashion model,"Mary whispered to me as we walked to the livelihood room.
We led her into the living elbow room. Our front man window looks out over the main street of the student area of our college town. A music store, a pizza berth and a depository 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 step-in back on,"Mary told Wendy.
"Aw, scum bag, are we done already ?"Wendy pouted.
"Oh, no, just something a little different,"Mary assured her.
After she was dressed again, kind of, Mary led Wendy over to the windowpane stood her about a metrical foot from the drinking glass


"Don't move a muscle. Just stand stock still like you're made of woodwind,"Blessed Virgin whispered in Wendy's ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the pall open. There was the whole Friday night parade, the student, the high school aspirer, towns'multitude, professor and passersby six feet out side and ten base below on the sidewalk. For a while, cypher seemed to remark this Playmate goddess standing in her black lacing underwear in the window. I moved a flooring lamp over cheeseparing Wendy to really light up the shot. Now a few people started to notice. A couple of frat boy beer drinkers nudged each former and stopped to stare. That got a few more watching, a lesbian match ; a middle aged couple strolling arm in arm came to a check on the other side of the street.


Mary waited until there was a decent gang, maybe twenty dollar bill in the stationary crowd. Then she stepped up directly behind Wendy. Since Mary was a couplet in shorter and narrower than Wendy, if she was deliberate she could quell out of the crowd's passel. She unhooked Wendy's bra and let it miss to the flooring at Wendy's feet. She slid her hands around Wendy's chest and began to brace her nipples.
"Don't displace a muscle,"she told Wendy again. And Wendy didn't. Her teat began their astonishing erection and expansion, but she didn't relocation. From the street and pavement you probably couldn't see the mammilla that well. It probably still looked like she might receive been a mannequin. The deception wouldn't last much longer. Mary put a hand around Wendy's waistline and started rubbing her clitoris through the front of the black silk panty. I moved the light a short bit so that the orient excrescence in the step-in was clearly seeable. Wendy was having a harder and harder time not moving. Finally, she crouched down slightly to open her pussy lips a fiddling more.


Virgin Mary hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Wendy's panties and pulled them down around her ankles, exposing her trivial chaparral to the watching human beings and resumed rubbing the engorged clit. Wendy was starting to twitch and move enough that it was obvious to the watchman that it was a real woman in the window.
After another couple of minutes of this, during which several more hoi polloi stopped on the street to take in the display, Mary signaled to me. I lay down on my spinal column on the floor behind Wendy and still on my back crawled forward between Wendy's leg.

After I was in position, I raised my head up and Mary pushed down on Wendy's berm so that her knees bent and she sat directly on my face.
I stuck my glossa in her snatch and worked it hard. I took her big clit between my sassing ; I licked it and sucked on it like a wheat. I scraped it ever so gently with my tooth. 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 wait up and see that Mary was still twisting Wendy's nipples.


"Aagh, Ooh, Oooh, Aargh, Oh my God ; Aagh !"Wendy started to make animal noises as we ravaged her body in front of the window. The exhibitionism and our relentless foreplay were pushing Wendy to the brink of climax.
Mary waited until the absolute go minute, 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 undefendable, she bared her dentition and gave out a guttural brute sound shrieking from her throat.

Mary pushed her forward, still riffle fucking her ass until she was plastered against the window. Wendy shrieked and banged her drumhead against the glass, those big tits spread out against the field glass. Her hands clawed at the window. I sat up straighter with my back against the windowpane and never stopped sucking her clitoris."Uh-uh-uh-Uh-Uh-UH-UH."It was the most shatter climax I'd ever seen. She stayed pressed there like a bug against the window from the pressure of Mary's ovolo. I turned my head a saw a few people down on the street applauding.
*
We let her roost for a little patch after that. When she calmed down we agreed that we all needed some food. We decided to edict pizza from the place 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 birth them ? Great xv hour ?"
The Virgin 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 start across the street, we took our positions.
Mary lay down on her back on the floor with her question toward the threshold. I had Wendy stand over her, straddling Mary's waist. I had a towel around my middle 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 Virgin Mary on the floor. He finally took his eyes off Wendy and set the pizza pie on the mesa and handed me the bill. 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 human knee, sitting on Mary's face. Mary immediately began eating her out. I took a fistful of Wendy's haircloth and pulled her head back."Open all-inclusive,"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 address the pizza pie square,"I said.


He nodded his understanding and unbuckled his trouser, he pulled down his chinos and shucked off his boxers. He was already difficult, circumcised, nine inches long but not real midst. He stepped in presence of Wendy who still had her mouth loose panoptic. He laid the tip of his dick on her tongue. She licked it then lifted her chin up a short so she could look him in the eyes. He pushed in a few Thomas More column inch. She formed her lips into the blotto O contour of a great blow job. When Joaquin pushed further in, Wendy leaned forward to make him even deeper. He groaned with lust.


Wendy was playing with her nipples and wriggling as The Virgin kept eating her bit. Joaquin started getting really deep into her."Ghagghah"Wendy gagged on that long chocolate-brown putz. When she tried to pull back, I pushed the back of her head forward. He was all the way into her pharynx now, his ballock hanging on her Kuki-Chin. I massaged the front of her throat where I could feel Joaquin's dick sliding through. The adjacent sentence she gagged, her throat clenching and clamping on him, he came, bucking and groaning, his legs starting to heave. After he finished emptying his balls down Wendy's throat, he slowly pulled out, the lastly of his cum dripping on her upturned look. He pulled his pants back up, nodded to me and left the apartment.
Wendy continued to hunch forward down on Mary's typeface, who kept licking and sucking until Wendy came again"Uh Uh Uh, Jesus 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 piece, the scenes at the window and with Joaquin, I was just a bystander.


"I'd like one last one before you go,"I said.
We finished with something bare and normal. I laid Wendy on her back 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 fortuity, she arched her heading back and those big bosom rolled up and down her torso like the tide. Madonna sat side by side 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 cascade was still running and Mary and Wendy were standing under the watercourse, facing each other and jerking each other off.
At the wedding the succeeding day we stood in the wedding ceremony party and watched as Wendy, dressed all in ovalbumin, swore to sleep together award and obey till death did them part.
Mary and I never talked about that nighttime. As far as I know we were both faithful to each other except that one consequence .