Bachelorette Party - The Wedding

"I know if he had, Gloria would have cut his pecker off," she said with a chuckle. "But I'd like to think that he wouldn't have been able to not come and touch me."

The woman behind Martha pushed her panties down, revealing her completely shaved mound and pussy, some inner labia protruding, though it was hard to really tell how much with it plastered to her body yet. She bent again, sliding one of her thigh high stockings down, lifting her foot and letting me see her pussy even better.

"If I'd have seen you out here naked, I would have done a lot more than touch," I answered as she slipped the other stocking off and dropped it. She moved silently to the hot tub and slowly, silently, slipped over the edge into the water.

"Just how much?"

"Well, before this weekend...I'd have been hard pressed to do much more than finger your pussy and suck your nipples. But now..."

"How many of them did you fuck this weekend?" she asked, her motions slowing considerably.

"All of them," I answered truthfully.

"Even the bride. What was her name? Caroline or something?"

"Carrie," I answered. "And yes. I did. More than once."

"You think her husband will find out?"

"I know he will."

"And he won't be upset?" she asked, looking down at me.

"I doubt it. His buddies got him two strippers which fucked him several times each."

"And she's not mad about that?"

I was silent for a few moments, not sure how much I should tell her. "I bet you think I was a horrible cad for fucking all of them, don't you?"

"The thought had crossed my mind."

"What if I told you that it was their idea and that I was far from the first non-husband in each of them?"

She stopped riding me altogether and looked down at me. "What are you saying? They were all cheating on their husbands? Even your daughter? Wait. Did you fuck your daughter too? You said all of them."

"No and yes," I answered.

"No to which."

"No to cheating. You see, they play this game. They and their husbands. It's all kinds of little sex challenges, and yes, some of those include fucking each other's wives and husbands."

"All of them?"

"Apparently," I answered, hoping she'd let it drop there.

She started to ride up and down on me again, renewing the hardness of my dick, which had started to slacken a little after she stopped. "Even the bride's mother? I'm sure she didn't play that game."

"No, she didn't play, but the girls pretty much made it so it would be hard to resist. For instance, we had to put sunblock on each other. And they required it everywhere. So, they made a circle around us and paired off. Melissa and I were touching everywhere while the girls did a hell of a lot more than touch. Apparently before the trip even started, they came up with some dares for everyone in the group to be part of. One of those was to play with themselves with toys while their partner was covering them with cream. Needless to say, watching a bunch of girls getting themselves off had its impact and Melissa and I ended up having sex in front of them."

"If I had been there, do you think you'd have done that to me? Had sex in front of all of them?" she asked quietly. I couldn't help but notice her strokes were moving a little faster.

"I'd have done the same thing I did to Melissa. I'd have stripped you naked, covered your body in sunblock and then stood there and fucked you until you came," I said quietly, feeling her shiver slightly.

"What else did they do?" she asked, looking down at me.

I couldn't help but notice that the woman that had slipped into the hot tub was moving out of it, sitting on one corner with her legs spread so that her feet rested on two of the sides. She reached to her pussy and slowly stroked her fingers along her slit as water dribbled down her body. "They all went skinny dipping."

"All of them?"

"Uh huh," I answered. "For a few hours. But that was after we went tubing."

"Did you go too?"

"Jenny coaxed me to go, even though I didn't have anything to wear except the life jacket. She and Tabitha went naked with me."

"The black girl?"

"Uh huh," I answered. "She rode on the tube facing me with my dick inside her," I said, watching the woman push her fingers into her pussy. "Every bounce made her slide up and down my cock," I said quietly, reaching for Martha's pussy. I let my finger rub against her slit, pushing between her lips to rub against her clit as she bounced up and down on me.

"Did she come?" Martha asked a little breathlessly.

"Yeah. She did," I whispered. "Nice and hard." I let my other hand slide up to her chest and squeeze one of her nipples. "Just like you're going to do."

"Oh shit. I am. I don't think I'd be brave enough to go tubing naked, but the idea is...God I think I'm going to come. You really rode it naked? Nothing at all on?"

"Just a life jacket."

"And she sat on you the whole time?"

"Uh huh," I answered, feeling my body start to respond more forcefully as I watched the other woman stroking her fingers in and out of her pussy while Martha rode up and down on me. "My cock sliding in and out of her each time we bounced over a wake. Sometimes with her slamming hard down on me over a bigger bump. No one knew that we were fucking right there in the middle of the lake."

"Oh shit."

"The only thing I regret was I couldn't see her sexy tits bouncing at the same time. Her chocolaty black breasts and hard almost black nipples. Oh yeah. Just like they looked in the shed."

"OH FUCK!" Martha gasped as she dropped heavily on me, her legs starting to tremble and shake as her pussy squeezed around me. I kept moving my finger up and down her slit as she climaxed. It took nearly a minute for her to relax, after which she leaned towards me and gave me a long slow wet kiss. "Dale. I wish it was me. I wish I was brave enough to do those kinds of things with you. I don't think I am. I don't know that I am anywhere near that brave, to go naked like that."

"I bet you could if you wanted to. I mean you just had sex with me with Greg looking."

"True. So, all those girls were naked. Did you have sex with more than one at once?"

"A few times," I admitted.

"I don't know if I could do that. Have sex with you and another woman. Did they play with each other a lot?"

"Oh yeah. I think they were more than comfortable kissing and touching and even licking each other."

"I can see why you were turned on so much. That'd be hard to resist for a guy."

"It was."

"Did she have sex with you too? Your daughter? Jenny?"

I wasn't sure how she was going to react, but I figured I better tell her the truth rather than have her find out later I lied. "Yes."

She was silent for a long time before speaking again. "When you had sex with two girls at once, what did you do?"

"I licked one while the other rode on my dick."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"What guy wouldn't," I asked back.

"Maybe I could do that. With the right woman I mean. I'm not usually this way. Hell, I haven't ever even been naked in my own hot tub, and here we are, laying naked having just had sex... outside! I'm not sure I could have done it without what she said."

"You mean Shania?"

"Uh huh. I saw how she looked at you last night. I also saw the look on her face when she left. She didn't want to go. She wanted to stay and probably spend the night. But she didn't. She left to give me a chance. I hope you haven't been disappointed."

"I haven't," I answered pulling her back down to kiss me again. I held her face to mine, and we kissed for long seconds, my still hard dick asking for attention. I started to try and rock my hips to move it in and out of her pussy, the hot kiss reigniting the flame deep inside.

"I don't know that my pussy can take another one. I'm sorry," she whispered. "I suppose those girls could go all night."

"Actually, they have their limits too," I whispered. "It's alright."

"I can take over," the woman sitting on the tub said, her legs no longer spread.

Martha whipped her head around and gave a startled little squeal. "SHIT! Janine! What are you doing here? Why are you naked?" she asked, covering her tits with her arms.

The woman, Janine apparently, stood up in the tub and moved to our side and climbed out. "I came over to make sure you weren't still tied up. When I got here, I could see you were tied up in a different way, so I thought I'd just borrow your hot tub while I waited. I have to admit it's been an interesting conversation. Tubing naked, skinny dipping with a bunch of girls. Having sex with more than one at a time. And you! Having sex in front of Greg? That's your neighbor, right? Wouldn't have expected that from you. But to be honest, I'm curious about what kind of man and what kind of cock could handle all that and still convince you to have sex in front of another guy."

"Jesus Janine! How long have you been listening?"

"Long enough to get horny as hell. Looked like a pretty damn good orgasm too. But if he's still hard, offer stands. If yours is worn out, I'll gladly spell you. How about it Dale? Need a pussy to finish fucking?"

This was a date with Martha. I wasn't about to say anything to spoil what had been a spectacular evening. Martha looked down at me and then grinned. "It's tempting," she said quietly. "But I was about to ask him if he wanted to spend the night."

"He could spend the night with both of us," Janine said with a smile, stepping over to us and gently rubbing Martha's back with her fingertips.

"As tempting as it is, I think I've tried enough new things for one day," Martha said with a smile, looking down at me. "I hope you're not disappointed."

"Definitely I am!" Janine answered.

"Not at all," I answered softly. "Maybe we'll have to try it some other time though."

"Maybe," Martha whispered. "You know. I'm going to go in and take a shower. I'm guessing you can find your way to the bathroom in a few minutes?"

"That what you want?" I asked quickly. "I mean, I'm satisfied the way things are."

She smiled down at me. "No, you're not. I can feel how hard you are in me yet. And if Janine wants to try and take over for me, as long as it doesn't take you too long, I do owe her for helping set this all up. Hell, a lot of it was her idea."

"Not all of it. Just the tying up and teasing," Janine said. "But I'm assuming that went well?"

"It went very well," Martha answered without looking at her. "We both enjoyed it."

"Good," Janine said, still standing naked only a few inches from me.

"You will come inside in a few minutes, won't you?" she asked apparently worried that I'd run off and leave.

I pulled her down for a kiss and then let her go. "Just as soon as I take care of your friend," I whispered. "Keep the shower warm for me?"

"I will," she whispered back before pushing up off of me. She climbed off and stood next to Janine for a moment. "I guess I do owe you this one."

Janine grinned as Martha walked away and moved to climb on top of me where Martha had been a few moments ago. She wrapped her hand around my fat cock as she settled herself over me on her knees. "This is a nice sized dick," she whispered as she rubbed the head between her lips. She lowered her weight down on me, slowly forcing my slick cock into her hot wet pussy in one long, slow push, stopping only when her ass rested on my thighs. She shifted her feet so that they were on the chair by my hips and then leaned back to hold herself up with her hands on my knees. Her tilted back body almost sparkled a little in the faint rope lights, drops of hot tub water still clinging to her body. She looked at me with a lustful grin and started to lift and lower herself on me, sliding me in and out of her pussy. "Ohhhhhh God damn!" she groaned as my fat shaft started stroking in and out of her. "Now this is a cock! I wish my husband had something this big to play with!"

I reached out with one hand and stroked her lips and let my finger find her clit. I let her rocking motion stroke my finger back and forth across the hard nub, making her groan and moan in pleasure. She was already well along from watching us and playing in the tub, and I got the impression that this wasn't going to take long. She stroked herself on and off of me, moaning louder with each passing moment until she pushed herself onto me and moaned that she was coming. She sat on my legs, hers trembling and shaking as her climax coursed through her body. I could feel her pussy squeezing me but was powerless in this position to do anything about it. She started to move again, sliding up and down my shaft as her climax started to fade, coaxing it to hang on a little longer as she worked me towards my own climax. "That's it. Come for me. Fill my tight little cunt with your cum!" she moaned. "God, you feel so fucking big inside me. I could fuck this cock all night."

"We don't have all night," I grunted, feeling my climax creeping up towards completion.

"Then you better get at it," she mumbled as she nearly pulled all the way off my cock with each stroke. "God damn! You're getting fatter. I can feel it. Your head feels like it's even bigger."

"Gonna come," I grunted, watching my cock appear and disappear in her clean-shaven pussy lips, her tits wiggling slightly with each impact of her ass on my thighs. I felt my head swell a little larger and then my body uncontrollably jerked hard. I felt a surge of cum lance up into her pussy, just one shot, before my body continued to spasm and jerk, trying to pump more into her, even though there was nothing left to give. She sat on me, holding herself still, her body giving little trembles and shudders as her second climax worked itself through her slender body.

"God damn that felt good," she said with a smile, still breathing heavily. "Now I know why she wanted to do what she did. Fuck! I'd let myself be tied up and fucked all night by a cock like this."

"Well. My guess is this is your only shot," I answered. "Unless I'm reading Martha wrong."

"You might be surprised yet," she said as she pushed herself up to sit fully on my shrinking cock. "I watched you making love to her. I watched how she responded and how good it felt to her. All I need to do is convince her that it'd feel even better if we played together."

"You might have a hard time with that," I answered. "Either way, I promised her I wouldn't be long."

She frowned and climbed from me, allowing me to stand up. She stepped to the hot tub and climbed into it. "I gotta get cleaned off before I go home," she said with a smile, "And I don't think I was invited to the shower."

"Night," I said as I stepped into the house and slid the door closed behind me. I found the bathroom and the shower, Martha still standing under the warm spray.

"All taken care of?"

"If I understand things right, your debt is paid," I whispered as I pulled her into my arms.

"You know. I do need to get some sleep. I have to work tomorrow."

"Me too."

"So, if you plan on staying up all night making love to me, while I might enjoy it, I really can't"

"I know," I whispered, pulling her tightly to me.

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When morning came, she got up and bustled around the bedroom, getting out clothes and then sitting naked at her dressing table, putting on makeup. "You know. I haven't done this in front of anyone in years."

"Does it bother you?"

She chuckled a soft feminine laugh. "It'd be a lot easier for me to concentrate if I wasn't watching you stroking your dick in the mirror."

"You want me to stop?"

"I do not! But it's making my pussy awful wet."

"Bet I can make it wetter."

"I bet you can. But you'll have to wait until I finish this," she said, going back to putting makeup on her face. I waited, watching her tits wiggle enticingly as she moved, finally standing up and pushing the little chair back under the dressing table. She stepped over to me. "Think we can have a quickie without messing up my hair and makeup?"

I grinned. "Gonna wear a dress?"

"I usually do."

"Then put it on," I said as I stood up from the bed.

I watched her go to the closet and come out with a knee length dress. She put on a bra and then slipped the dress on. I stepped behind her and pulled the dress hem up and coaxed her to bend over, her hands on the bed. I stepped behind her and rubbed my head up and down her slit before pushing my head into her. "Ohhhhh yes," she moaned softly.

"Now you can think about me fucking you in this dress all day," I said quietly as I started to work my dick in and out of her. It only took a few strokes to get my hard-on lubricated and fully inside her depths. I stroked long and slow into her, reaching around her thigh and finding her clit with the tips of my fingers. In and out I thrust, teasing her clit and trying to push her to a climax before I pushed myself to one. I knew I wasn't going to last long, not after laying there, playing with my dick and watching her naked body for half an hour. In and out I thrust, working us both closer and closer. I heard her moan in pleasure and felt her legs tremble slightly. Moments later her pussy contracted and clenched around me, squeezing me and making her vaginal tunnel even tighter. It was all that I needed. A few more thrusts and my body spasmed, jamming me deep into her. I felt my dick surge a gush of cum into her pussy. Half a dozen times my body jerked and tried to add more to her, finally leaving me standing there panting, my dick shrinking inside her.

"Now you have something to think about all day,"

"Not to mention leaking from me," she said with a soft sigh. "God, I wish I didn't have to go to work right now. I'd love to let you undress me and make love to my whole body again like you did last night."

"Maybe tonight we'll have a replay?"

"Not tonight," she whispered. "You promised Shania tonight."

"I don't have to. I mean it was all tentative."

"No. I remember how she looked when she left the other night. She didn't want to. She wanted to stay with you. I suspect that if you asked, she'd have spent the night. No, I had my night last night. Tonight is hers."

"If you insist," I said quietly as she leaned towards me for another kiss. She pressed her lips to mine for a long wet kiss and then silently left the room. I heard the outside door in the kitchen close, leaving me standing naked in her bedroom. I pulled on slacks and shoes and gathered the rest of my clothes before heading home to shower and get ready for work.

I spent most of the day thinking about Shania. As it got closer and closer to quitting time, I was getting more and more excited about seeing her again. I kind of felt like a teenager getting ready for his first date. Unfortunately, life often intrudes at unexpected times, and once again it did. A problem developed at work, and I ended up texting her that I was stuck at work and would have to have a rain check on her visit. She said it was fine and she would pick me up Saturday afternoon. It was nearly eleven when I finally hauled my ass home and fell into bed exhausted. Fourteen hour days suck.

I was tired when I pulled myself from bed the next morning and barely made it through the day. I picked up carry-out for dinner on the way home and after stripping out of my suit and pulling on a pair of athletic shorts I plopped on the sofa to eat. Part of me wanted to go over and see Martha, but I really just didn't have the energy.

I was watching some mindless old movie on TV when I heard the garage door open and Martha walked in wearing a t-shirt and shorts, like she usually did when she was watering. "Hey there. The garage door was open so I let myself in. Hope you don't mind," she said as she walked into the family room and stood in front of the sliding glass door that went onto the deck. "Didn't see you at all yesterday, you okay?"

I chuckled. "Martha, it was always okay for you to come in unannounced."