An Unexpected Invitation

"Lay on Macduff!" I said as we rose and I followed her into what was obviously her bedroom. She went to the far side of the bed and pulled back the covers, sliding some long legs back under the sheets. I slipped in the other side, both of us propped up against the pillows, mugs of tea in our hands.

"Now that we're in bed together I suppose I'd better introduce myself, I'm Sally, Jackie's flatmate."

"Mike," I responded and awkwardly we shook hands.

"Have you known her long?" she asked.

"Actually only since last night, we bumped into each other at some drinks for a friend of hers who's getting married, and it sort of escalated from there."

"Sounds like Jackie, never one to let the grass grow under her feet."

We chatted for a bit, slowly sipping our tea, and I couldn't help but look at her breasts, outlined under the material, two hard nubs poking through. Despite my strenuous efforts I could feel my cock getting hard and I began to worry how I was going to get out of this without her noticing. Once more my eyes strayed downwards, and as they looked up again I caught hers looking at the growing tent in the covers. We both looked up at the same time, and couldn't help but grin.

"Looks like we've got the same problem," she said, her hand reaching out to touch me through the covers. She caressed it for a second then asked, "May I?" Without waiting for an answer she pulled the covers back and slipping her hand inside the fly of my boxers dexterously eased my cock out. "Is that just for show or does it explain the screams coming from Jackie's room?" She asked as she bent her head down and before I knew it engulfed my cock in her mouth, sucking me deep inside until I was bumping against her throat. I leaned back against the pillows, feeling the pleasure run through my body as my hand ran down her back, and slid up under her top, exploring the smooth skin of her back, then back down to slip it into the waistband of her panties. Her head began to bob up and down, and I slid my hand further down and round until I was sliding it up and down her crease, almost stretching far enough to touch her anus, just coming up short.

Abruptly she pulled off my cock and sat back, then crossing her arms reached down to the hem of her sweatshirt and pulled it off, tossing it to one side. I stared at her breasts, if Jackie's were magnificent these were perfect, medium sized but that perfect shape, upturned at the end, her dark nipples pointing slightly upwards, the tops of her breasts slightly concave.

I reached out and cupped one, my mouth descending to latch on to her nipple, drawing it into my mouth as my hand explored that soft yet firm flesh. She lay back and my mouth swept over from one to the other as her hand rubbed my cock, finishing each upward stroke with a slight twist of her hand bring her palm into exquisite contact with the glans each time. At that rate I wasn't going to last long and I slipped away from her, slithering down the bed, positioning myself between her legs, by mouth still showering her breasts with kisses. Down lower I ventured, over her belly button then down until I reached her panties. I hooked my fingers under the waistband and looked back up at her seeking permission.

She lifted her hips up and I slid them down and off, as her pussy came into view. It too was perfect, neat inner lips covered in a light downy fuzz, her pubes trimmed back to designer stubble, either deliberately or awaiting a proper shave. My mouth found her pussy and without any further ado I clamped it to her, my tongue extending, probing through her folds to her slit. She was already wet, her musky fluids seeping onto my tongue, transferring to my lips as I ground myself against her.

I pushed two fingers inside her, hearing her gasp, her pussy momentarily tightening around them, then they were fully inside, my fingers curling upwards, teasing the soft velvety insides. I chanced a look up, her head was right back on the pillow, her eyes shut, her hands cupping her breasts as her fingers tweaked her nipples, drawing the buds out away from her, rolling them between finger and thumb. Fresh surges of pussy juice were flooding out of her now, wetting my face and I lapped them up, more escaping her, trickling down between her legs.

Gradually I eased my way upwards, my tongue sliding up through her slit, over her clit, pausing just long enough to tease it with my tongue, then back to her breasts as my cock nudged into the junction of her thighs. I felt her moving, seeking it with her body and then it engaged in her pussy, the tip finding her entrance and I paused, looking at her. She looked back, straight into my eyes, then very deliberately slid her body downwards, engulfing me into her warm wet waiting tunnel.

I could feel her stretching as I slipped in, then she was pulling away from me, her body already driving the tempo, my cock nearly escaping her pussy, then back in as I took over, thrusting inside her, careful not to go too hard. We found an easy rhythm, our bodies moving smoothly together, gradually increasing the pace, faster and faster until the sound of flesh slapping together filled the room.

Suddenly she was rigid, her body drawing in great gulps of air as I felt her pussy tighten round me. "Cum now," she urged, "cum in me, fill me up." I felt my orgasm surge, my cock spewing my cum into her as her fingers clawed at my back and her legs encircled my waist pulling me harder into her. Her body juddered, then relaxed as she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Well that was unexpected, but very satisfying." I rolled away, my cock slipping from her pussy as she tucked into my side, her leg resting on mine, the cum slowly seeping out of her as she toyed with the tuft of hair on my chest. Gradually her breathing became more regular, and I realised that she was asleep.

Memories of Jackie flashed into my brain, and I wondered how I was going to get myself out of this one. Carefully I eased out of bed, grateful that I still had my boxers on, and tucking my cock back into my fly I crept out of the room, seeing Jackie's door still open. Hopefully she'd still be comatose and I could get dressed and leave unobtrusively. She'd turned onto her back and I could see her eyes were shut. I crept into the room and was looking for the rest of my clothes when a floor board creaked and her eyes flew open, meeting my look.

She pushed the covers back and her breasts fell out as she reached her arms out to me, "I missed you, where've you been?"

"Bathroom," I mumbled as I approached her, one of her arms went around me, pulling me into her as the other delved into my boxers and pulled out my flaccid cock.

"Poor thing, he looks worn out, let's see if I can do something about it." She took me into her mouth and started to suck on me. In all honesty I really didn't think she'd succeed, but as I looked down at her mouth round me, those magnificent tits on view, I found myself beginning to harden and I could feel the usual stirring inside me. I reached out and cupped a breast, pinching her nipple, then further down, running my hand between her open legs, parting her folds, and soon I was as hard as I'd ever been.

"That's better!" she murmured, releasing me from her mouth and pulling me onto the bed. She turned to face me, then sat up and threw a leg over me, her thighs either side of my head. I looked up into her meaty pussy lips, instantly seeing Sally's, comparing them as I lifted my head and began to lick her, sliding my tongue along her slit, tasting a mixture of fresh pussy juice and what I assumed was stale cum.

The pussy juice soon overwhelmed the cum as her pussy began to leak copiously over my face. It was starting to get a bit difficult to breathe and I was relieved when she eased away from my head and slid back down my body. My cock came into contact with her bum as she slid over it, then it was between her legs, clasped in her hand, and before I knew it I was back inside her as she started to bob up and down on me.

From this angle her breasts were even more magnificent, literally bouncing up and down on her chest, her huge nipples standing out against the paleness of her breasts. I focussed intently on them, willing my orgasm along as I knew it would be difficult to cum again in such a short space of time. Fortunately Jackie had no such problems and soon I saw her hand descent to her clit and begin to rub furiously at it, before her head went back and I could feel the pulsing of her pussy. I concentrated really hard and to my relief found myself cumming spurting inside her, not as powerfully as I usually did, but at least I hadn't failed!

She rolled off me and snuggled into my neck as I stroked her breast, "Mmmm, I haven't cum this much in years." That made two of us, I thought as she continued, "Why don't you come to the wedding as my Plus One and we can do it all over again next weekend."

In all honesty she was a really nice person, and the sex had been mind-blowing, but the thought of getting my hands on those tits again was probably the deciding factor, and I agreed, wondering just what I was letting myself in for.

We lounged around for a while, and while Jackie tried to get me hard again my cock was just not going to play ball and so we got up and dressed, me in my clothes and Jackie in a dressing gown which gaped open quite attractively at the front. She offered a coffee and I accepted, the two of us going into the kitchen, where to my surprise Sally sat.

She looked up, equally surprised as Jackie introduced us. Under a fierce glare from Sally I went along with the fiction that we'd not met before as we sipped at our drinks. "Mike's coming to the Wedding as my Plus One, we can fix that can't we?" she asked. Sally nodded and handed me a pen and paper for my details, then I sensed it was time to leave and made my farewells, Jackie leaving me with a very passionate kiss. I made my way home, pleased with my exploits, but a little concerned at the forthcoming weekend.

I received a text from Jackie the next day, <<Wedding fixed, invitation in the post xx>>. Sure enough a stiff envelope arrived and I opened it to discover that;

Mr and Mrs James Hardcastle had great pleasure in inviting Mr Michael Simmonds to the marriage of their daughter Sarah to Mr Peter Hollins.

I put it on the mantelpiece and put my best suit into the cleaners and wondered what to do about a wedding present for a couple I didn't know, although the name Peter Hollins did ring a bell from somewhere. Finally I decided that an unimaginative voucher from John Lewis would have to do.

Jackie phoned me on Friday to confirm I was still going, and said she was looking forward to it immensely, and so it was that I presented myself at the venue, advising that I was on the bride's side, and found myself a seat about mid-way down. The Celebrant asked everyone to stand and we all turned to watch the wedding party's approach. Unusually the Bridesmaids all came in first, Jackie leading them. She did look good, her hair tied up in a chignon with immaculate make-up and those breasts well corseted. She looked over at me and smiled as she passed.

The second Bridesmaid approached and a familiar face appeared. It was Sally although she looked a bit different with her hair and make-up done. She had a serious face on, looking straight ahead although I could see her eyes wandering from side to side. They met mine and I smiled, but she looked straight through me, then away. I was a bit hurt, she'd seemed so friendly last week, and although I knew she wouldn't want to advertise our adventure, she could at least have acknowledged me privately.

Two more Bridesmaids, then the Bride herself on the arm of what was presumably her proud father. She looked radiant, smiling at everyone as she came down the aisle, then I saw her face clearly for the first time and my stomach lurched. Another Sally, identical in every way to the first one. Our eyes met and this time I did get a smile. Oh shit, I thought, I'd fucked the bride-to-be! Sarah, Sally, of course!

The service passed in a blur of confused thoughts racing through my mind, and finally it was over, the newly married couple walking out arm in arm to begin their new life. The bridal party departed for the photos, needless to say I wasn't invited, and the rest of us gathered for some drinks. I wandered around, chatting to a few people, explaining mostly who I was and why I was there, seeing a few faces I thought I recognised but not making the effort to discover who they might have been.

The bridal party returned and began to circulate. I found Jackie and we kissed, my mouth whispering into her ear, "You didn't tell me your flatmate was the Bride!"

"I thought you knew, you must have seen her in the pub that night." I hadn't, well I didn't recollect seeing her, my eyes probably fixated on trying to look down Jackie's cleavage. "There's not a problem is there?" I assured her there wasn't and tried to ensure that I avoided the newly married couple as they circulated among their guests.

Eventually I was cornered and I congratulated them, giving Sally a peck on the cheek and shaking Peter's hand. He looked at me, "Mike isn't it? Didn't we used to play football together?" It came back to me, yes we had as teenagers then as young men for a pub side. We weren't very good and I soon gave it up. I remembered him a bit more now, "Hoss," we called him as in "hung like a horse," only he wasn't, that was the whole point, he had the smallest dick amongst all of us, taking a lot of flak in the showers. Of course no-one saw it erect, but in its flaccid state it was a pitiful thing. I grinned at the memory then had to disguise it as we made small talk.

They moved on and Jackie came up to me, "I can't wait to get you upstairs," she whispered, "I'm staying the night here, and although I'm sharing with Cassie," she indicated towards Sally's lookalike, "I'm sure she won't mind."

"Is she Sally's sister?"

"Yes, they're twins, no-one can tell them apart, I bet they've had some fun over the years, for all we know that could be Sally we're looking at now." We sat down for the Wedding Breakfast and I was on a table with the Bridesmaids, sitting next to Jackie, She introduced me around and from close up I could see how similar Cassie was to her twin, and I wondered whether that extended to her more intimate features as well. The thought of two sets of breasts that perfect was almost too much to bear.

Then the speeches, seeing Peter up there lauding the beauty of his wife was almost too much to bear, and I tried to visualise him naked, imagining his tiny cock inside his trousers. The Best Man's speech was pretty good, even he made reference to the fact that Sally had small hands, something that he was sure Peter would be very grateful for over the years to come. From the guffaws around the room, everyone else was in on the joke as well.

Then the dancing, Sally sweeping the floor gracefully with her husband for the first dance, and everyone else joining in. Jackie and I danced together and she pulled me tightly into her curves, giving me a little taste of what was to come later. The band got into their swing and the evening was off. I had a great time, dancing with Jackie and all the other Bridesmaids, I even had a dance with the Bride's mother, her lithe body revealing to me just where her daughters' figures had come from.

The tempo slowed and I pulled Jackie in close, my cock creating a bulge in my trousers as I held that voluptuous body close to me. I could feel her pressing against me and knew that she could feel it as well, grinding her thigh against me. I nuzzled down to her neck and kissed it softly, I could feel the little shivers going through her body just as a voice interrupted us. "May I?" We looked up to see Sally, and Jackie graciously stepped aside as Sally came in to my arms.

"You two are getting on well," she commented. I concurred as she continued, "I trust I can count on your continued discretion about last week?"

"Of course," I replied, "you have my word on it."

"Thank you," she replied, "and just for the record, I enjoyed it immensely, just as I expect Jackie will enjoy this later tonight." She pushed her body forward and ground against my cock. "Please don't hurt her too much, she's a really good friend, but I can see she's not your type. I hope we'll stay in touch in some way and once again thank you." With that she swept away to dance with someone else. Jackie returned to my arms and I knew she was right, we could have lots of fun together but she would never be a keeper, I liked my morning sex to much!

It was a good evening and all too soon the last dance was upon us, everyone cozied up nicely to their partner, Jackie snuggled into my arms as we all wished the Bride and Groom well, not a man in the room not envying Peter as he led his Bride up the stairs. "Right, now us," murmured Jackie as we sneaked away, taking another staircase to her room.

"Are you sure Cassie won't mind?" I asked a little nervously.

"No, not at all, and if I've been right in the way I've seen that groomsman looking at her, she'll be kept well occupied somewhere else tonight!" She opened the door and we went in, "Sorry about the single beds," she apologised as I looked on in horror at the two narrow beds, "it'll be cosy though! Help me off with this will you?" she turned her back and I unzipped her, easing her out of her dress which she laid carefully to one side. She was dressed in a masterpiece of the corsetier's art, or so it looked, a tightly fitting body suit holding her ample curves into place. She slipped it off and stood there in just her bra and panties with hold up stockings.

Without waiting for me she unsnapped her bra, releasing those magnificent breasts, massaging them vigorously. "What a relief!" She sighed, "Let the girls loose at last. Now come on, don't be slow, I want you inside me now." With that she slipped her panties off and lay back on the bed, leaving her stockings on, her legs apart, exposing her pussy.

I looked at her for a second, then quickly took my clothes off, casting them aside somewhat less carefully than Jackie had, joined her on the bed. There didn't seem to be room for me beside her, so I took the obvious alternative and laid on top of her, my already hard cock pressing against her pussy.

I grabbed her breasts, burying my head in her cleavage, her nipples against my face as I licked and sucked at them, squeezing those globes of flesh in my fingers, moulding them with my hands. I could feel Jackie's lower body pushing up against me and I slid down her body, planting my face firmly against her pussy, my tongues sliding through her soft folds, parting her lips as I sought the entrance to her pussy. She was already wet, more love juices flowing copiously out of her as I licked along her slit.

"Weddings make me horny," she croaked, "fuck me now please, I just want your cock inside me." Happy to oblige as ever, I slid back up, my cock finding her opening and sliding fully in as Jackie gasped beneath me. "That's it, now just fuck me hard." I began to plough into her, feeling my cock stretching her velvety walls, pushing against her cervix and I penetrated deep inside her, our bodies grinding together. She was well into it, her hips thrusting up to meet me and I was surprised when I felt her cumming, her body shuddering as her pussy clamped tightly round me.

I eased off, feeling her relax and lay on top of her, my cock barely moving inside her, "Don't stop, that's just the first of many tonight I hope," she exhorted. I began to move again, sliding in and out of her. I was just getting back to my rhythm when she rolled me away and got up onto her knees, bracing herself on her forearms.

"Do me doggie!" she commanded imperiously as I took in her glorious backside, her crease almost concealing her arsehole, leading down to her bald pussy lips, the hold-up stockings still tight round her thighs. I took my cock and rubbed it up and down her crease, sliding up from her pussy, over her taint to her arse, rubbing the head round that puckered rosebud. "You can fuck my arse if you want," she offered, "there's lube in the drawer if you need it." The offer was tempting, I'd tried anal a couple of times, but although satisfying for me I'd found it too messy and the thought of the pain I was inflicting could be a turnoff, so I contented myself with pushing against her, then slipping down again plunged into her waiting pussy.