Mary 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 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 human relationship. Wendy had done a photo shoot with man-about-town 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 mind that she was cheating on him and she couldn't understand why he didn't combine her. They'd turn skilful protagonist of ours.

Our doorbell rang.
The Virgin answered the threshold and in came Wendy in the same full length frock coat she'd been wearing when she left the church.
"Wendy, how arrive you're not at home with Tom ?"Madonna asked.
"There's something I want to talk about,"said Wendy quietly.
"wellspring sure, we're not doing anything, what's on your thinker ?"I asked.
She unbuttoned and removed the coating and stretched out on the couch. She was wearing lace top thigh senior high school stockings, stiletto heel heeled heart and very little else. I just stared at her stretched out in all her long legged exculpate skinned twenty two year old pitch blackness 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 able to do it because it'll be damage,"Wendy said seriously.
"Wha ... wha .. what's that, Wendy ?"Mary stammered. She was as surprise 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 turn to stammer.
"Wh ... wh ... why, both of you, of course,"Wendy mocked us.


"Give us a chance 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 ?"Blessed Virgin asked me.
"I've never cheated on you in my life, and I'm not sure this is a honest 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 bright light in her heart 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 support 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 tell Tom everything I do ; you know how jealous he is."


"Who do you want first,"I asked.
"Let me set about with The Virgin just to get the two of us warmed up,"Wendy said.
So my undoubtedly faithful wife and my serious 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 longest xv instant of my sprightliness, as I sat there thinking about what they were doing in there and getting hard in my pants. Actually I only made it ten instant then went and stood by the room access and peeked in. Wendy saw my shadow at the doorway and turned toward me.


"Couldn't wait, eh ? wellspring fall on in, you can watch for a few More minutes,"Wendy said.
There was my married woman, completely faithful and hetero as far as I had ever thought about it kneeling between Wendy's human knee eating her pussy with ebullience. Wendy was lying back on the bed with a distich of pillows under her head and her foundation on Virgin Mary's shoulders. She was wiggling and moaning. Virgin Mary had one hand between her own ramification flap like a hummingbird.
Mary heard Wendy's voice and looked up from her 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 kiss. She had Wendy's pussy juice dripping off her chin and all over her mouth. It tasted delicious. She took her paw out from between her own legs and stuck that in my sass too. I got the conversant 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 legs up in the air."Wendy did it, her legs straight up, Mary pushed them apart. Wendy still had her stockings and garter on. Her scanty were hanging off one senior high heeled brake shoe. She looked unbelievably hot.


"Look at her clit,"Mary said to me.
I tore my optic away from those beautiful legs, put my head down and took a unspoiled look. With her legs up like that and her pussy whisker cut unretentive I felt like a gynecologist. I looked where Mary pointed and saw what she meant. Wendy's clit was amazing. It was foresighted and swelled. It actually protruded from her pubic hair. It looked like a short-circuit objet d'art of a soda straw. I touched it lightly with one finger's breadth and Wendy twitched.
"That's too rough,"Mary said. She pushed my hand away and took the button 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 blockade !"Wendy's vocalisation 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 shots ; she has a clit like a pencil stub and nipples like thimbles,'the lensman said."
"I think it's beautiful,"Madonna said and gave it another suck.
"It's like some variety of birth defect or something,"Wendy said."My teat are the Same way. follow up and look, Jim, I'm not kidding."
The Virgin gave me a nudge and I stood up and went up to face at Wendy's nipples. She had a playfellow stratum rack, thirty six C. She was playing with her teat, and they just stuck out like nothing I'd ever seen. The whole forepart of her breasts were firm. Even the aureoles were erect. That lensman was right, the nipples protruded more than a one-half inch like thimbles. I leaned over and sucked on each of those pinkish stubs in number, just a second with a footling tooth on each one. She arched her back in approval.
She tapped Mary on the top of her drumhead 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 bosomy 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 think with what I'd been seeing and hearing I had an iron bar hard on. I'm not Brobdingnagian, but a proficient eight inches and thicker than usual.
I straddled Wendy at the waist and knee walked up to her breast. I laid my dick 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 have some lubricant ?"I asked her.
"Spit's honest than lube ; just spit,"she said. She raised her psyche and spitting on my dick.
I added some spit and she was right, it was better than lubricator. I started thrusting between her chest and it was wondrous. She started lifting her head and giving my tool a lick on every early stroke. That got me even harder. She rolled her titty over so that her nipples were getting rubbed on every push. That got her really going and she started licking me on every diagonal. I produced a piddling precum and the lubricating substance got even better. Pretty soon I had scooted up toward her face and was giving her a full mouth thrust each meter I cleared her tits. Wendy had tiny trivial features, a slight pixy nose and an itty bitty mouth with an adorable little overbite ; she had to gape her mouth open to require me in and her little bitty sass made my dick look even bigger.
After a little while all the rubbing on her nipples got them even harder and more erect. They were as rigid as a duo of fingers as I thrust between them. It was starting to push me over the bound. Between what Blessed Virgin was doing between her legs and what I was doing to her mamilla and human face, I knew Wendy was close ; she was moaning and rolling her eyes. The next clip I pulled out of her backtalk, she hissed up at me :


"Tell her to put her thumb in my ass !"
Virgin Mary must have heard it, because when I looked around, Madonna was still sucking on that amazing button and also had one thumb 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 coxa and pulled me toward her face. I went forward as she pulled and shoved my cock right down her pharynx. Her oculus bugged unresolved and she gaped full trying to take me in. As her orgasm and the gag physiological reaction overtook her, her throat clamped and spasmed around the head of my dick which made me fare straight down her pharynx. We both bucked and groaned as we both finished our coming. I roll off Wendy's organic structure and collapsed side by side to her. I must birth dozed off ; I'm not as young as I used to be.


When I came to, the organization had changed. I got one eye open and saw Wendy kneeling on the bed between Mary's knees. Wendy heard me move and lifted her pass and looked at over me.
"Back with us then ? make to carry part again ?"She reached back and put her hand on my tool 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 articulatio genus up. She had a handful of cover version in each hand and was making low grunting stochasticity that I'd never heard. After I lay still for a few more minutes, 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 duo fortuity. She moaned her approval.
I continued with recollective recondite strokes driving deep into her and coming almost out on the backstroke. After a couple minutes 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 turncock just a little bit so that when I pushed in again my dick slammed punishing 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 abruptly import where nothing happened, then she relaxed her asshole and the head of my prick started to move in.


She relaxed a little Sir Thomas More and the whole school principal 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 again. It was like being gripped in a fist, just that tight and laborious. I was locked in place. 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 drag 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 Mary's pussy. Mary was groaning.
"Aagh, Aggh, Oh God, Aagh, Ooh ; Ooooh."Virgin Mary's head thrashed back and forth like an creature ; she tore at the covers and arched her dorsum. She pushed Wendy's head down into her crotch even harder. Wendy never stopped eating Mary or rubbing her own clit. When Wendy reached her own coming, she relaxed her ass sufficiency for me to draw out out. The three of us collapsed in a passel and lay quietly for a duad minutes. I was glad I hadn't cum, since I was still fix for whatever we decided to do next.

We lounged around for a while detrition and admiring each other, the Lady admiring my still strong and erect staff ; my wife especially was surprised, since waiting to come was not a firm cause of mine. After a couple 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 nonentity else knows ; not even Tom. I like to cum when I pee. You can come and watch if you want."
I did require to watch out, so I followed her into the bathroom. She sat on the stool with her leg apart and started rubbing herself. I found this very hot and straddled her articulatio genus which brought my pecker just to verbalize level on her. She got the idea immediately and opened her lip and took me in deep. If I leaned forward, I could watch her hand between her stage and her face taking my thrusts at the same time.
Wendy started to throw her pre- orgasm noises pretty soon after I put my rooster in her face.


"cargo deck your bladder trough you come,"I told her. She nodded. All the meter I was getting grown and harder, filling her look more and more.
"storage area you bladder !"I said again. I repeated this several times in the future min or so. By then she was groaning with lust and the urge to pee.
Finally I could see her started to pinch and spasm with the jump of her orgasm and my balls started to roil with the startle of my own.
"Let your bladder go !"I ordered her. It all came out in a rush pouring into the toilet. She jerked and shuddered with orgasm and liberation. She pushed her head word forward to postulate my unscathed cock in her mouth as I came pumping my load into her pharynx. She was still gushing into the bowl.
After her bladder was vacuous and my peter went soft in her mouth, we could still listen moaning and punishing breathing. It wasn't me and I could see it wasn't her. I turned my head and saw Virgin Mary leaning against the door 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 woodwork and moaned loudly.


I think it was after that can 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 manakin,"Virgin Mary whispered to me as we walked to the living room.
We led her into the living room. Our front line window looks out over the main street of the student area of our college town. A music memory, a pizza position and a library are just down below our window and there's always muckle of foot traffic on the sidewalk below. We often sit and people watch from the support room. Tonight we had a different idea.
"We want you to put your bra and panty back on,"Mary told Wendy.
"Aw, rats, are we done already ?"Wendy pouted.
"Oh, no, just something a minuscule dissimilar,"Blessed Virgin assured her.
After she was dressed again, sorting of, Blessed Virgin led Wendy over to the window stood her about a foot from the ice


"Don't locomote a muscleman. Just point of view lineage still like you're made of Ellen Price Wood,"Mary whispered in Wendy's ear. Then Mary signaled to me and I whipped the curtain unresolved. There was the whole Friday Nox parade, the students, the luxuriously schoolhouse aspirer, townspeople'multitude, professors and passersby six invertebrate foot out position and ten feet below on the sidewalk. For a while, nobody seemed to notice this Playmate goddess standing in her black lace underwear in the window. I moved a floor lamp over good Wendy to really light the scene. Now a few hoi polloi started to notice. A yoke of frat boy beer drinker nudged each other and stopped to stare. That got a few more observance, a lesbian couple ; a middle aged couple strolling arm in arm came to a stop on the other side of the street.


Virgin Mary waited until there was a decent crowd, maybe twenty in the stationary crowd. Then she stepped up directly behind Wendy. Since Mary was a pair off inches shorter and narrower than Wendy, if she was careful she could stick out of the bunch's sight. She unhooked Wendy's bra and let it drop to the story at Wendy's foot. She slid her hands around Wendy's pectus and began to stir her nipples.
"Don't prompt a muscleman,"she told Wendy again. And Wendy didn't. Her nipples began their astonishing erection and expansion, but she didn't move. From the street and sidewalk you probably couldn't see the mammilla that well. It probably still looked like she might have been a mannequin. The illusion wouldn't stopping point much longer. Mary put a deal around Wendy's waist and started rubbing her button through the figurehead of the blackened silk step-in. I moved the light a fiddling bit so that the indicate bulge in the panties was clearly visible. Wendy was having a harder and harder time not moving. Finally, she crouched down slightly to open her pussy lips a little more.


Mary hooked her ovolo in the waistcloth of Wendy's panties and pulled them down around her ankles, exposing her little bush to the watching worldly concern and resumed rubbing the congested clit. Wendy was starting to twitch and actuate enough that it was obvious to the witness that it was a substantial woman in the window.
After another twain of min of this, during which various more than people stopped on the street to follow the appearance, Mary signaled to me. I lay down on my vertebral column on the floor behind Wendy and still on my back crawled forward between Wendy's legs.

After I was in spot, I raised my head up and Mary pushed down on Wendy's shoulders so that her articulatio genus bent and she sat directly on my face.
I stuck my spit in her snatch and worked it hard. I took her big button between my sassing ; I licked it and sucked on it like a straw. I scraped it ever so gently with my dentition. When she groaned I did it again then sucked it some more. There was starting to be a stream of purulent juice on my font. I could take care up and see that Mary was still twisting Wendy's nipples.


"Aagh, Ooh, Oooh, Aargh, Oh my God ; Aagh !"Wendy started to get to animal disturbance as we ravaged her body in front of the window. The exhibitionism and our persistent input were pushing Wendy to the brink of climax.
Mary waited until the absolute last bit, when Wendy's abs started to spasm, her pussy was streaming onto my face. Mary pushed her thumb into Wendy's arsehole and watched her come. She threw her fountainhead back, her mouth stretched unfastened, she bared her dentition and gave out a pharyngeal creature sound shrieking from her throat.

Mary pushed her forward, still hitchhike fucking her ass until she was plastered against the windowpane. Wendy shrieked and banged her top dog against the deoxyephedrine, those big teat spread out against the drinking glass. Her hands clawed at the window. I sat up straighter with my back against the window and never stopped sucking her clit."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 Mary's ovolo. I turned my head a saw a few people down on the street applauding.
*
We let her take a breather for a fiddling while after that. When she calmed down we agreed that we all needed some food for thought. We decided to society pizza pie from the place across the street.

I called and asked for two large pizzas with everything delivered.
"Ask for Joaquin,"Blessed Virgin said in my ear. I wondered later how Madonna knew about Joaquin.
"Can you have Joaquin render them ? Great fifteen second ?"
Virgin Mary and I had a whispered conversation about the pizza. We could see the pizza seat out the forepart 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 pass toward the door. I had Wendy bandstand 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 floor. He finally took his eyes off Wendy and set the pizza pie on the table and handed me the card. I looked at it and said
"Thirty four one dollar bill, 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 stifle, sitting on Blessed Virgin's face. Mary immediately began eating her out. I took a fistful of Wendy's hair and pulled her read/write head back."open air encompassing,"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 pants, he pulled down his chinos and shucked off his packer. He was already hard, circumcised, nine in long but not real thick. He stepped in front of Wendy who still had her mouth spread out panoptic. He laid the tip of his tool on her glossa. She licked it then lifted her chin a little so she could look him in the eyes. He pushed in a few more inch. She formed her lips into the fast O shape of a slap-up coke job. When Joaquin pushed further in, Wendy leaned forward to take him even deeper. He groaned with lust.


Wendy was playing with her mammilla and wriggling as Mary kept eating her pussy. Joaquin started getting really deep into her."Ghagghah"Wendy gagged on that long Brown University tool. When she tried to pull back, I pushed the cover of her head 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 tool sliding through. The future time she gagged, her throat clenching and clamping on him, he came, bucking and groaning, his stage starting to buckle. After he finished emptying his balls down Wendy's pharynx, he slowly pulled out, the last of his cum dripping on her upturned facial expression. He pulled his pants 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 pie we noticed that it was starting to get late.
"I should go pretty soon, I still have things to do before the marriage ceremony,"Wendy said.
I hadn't gotten off for a patch, the prospect 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 dim-witted and normal. I laid Wendy on her back on the bed with a pillow under her ass. I stood on the flooring and held her ankles in the air and just pounded into her. She grunted on every stroke, she arched her oral sex back and those big knockers rolled up and down her body like the lunar time period. The 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,"Madonna 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 Madonna 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 hymeneals party and watched as Wendy, dressed all in white, swore to love purity and obey trough Death did them part.
Madonna and I never talked about that Night. As far as I know we were both faithful to each former except that one event .