The Wedding

The next morning, glowing as only a well and truly fucked woman can glow, she greeted her sister and Esteban when he drove her over to pick up her car. Frank noted curiously that the two women spent a lot of time giggling and whispering to each other, and didn't have a clue how to react to the young Mexican boyfriend of his sister-in-law

***

"I think Esteban is good for her. You don't look at me like that!" protested Amanda.

"Fine, go and put on a dress like that and I'll look at you like that!" responded Frank amicably. He took the sting out of his words by leaning over to kiss his bride warmly.

Chapter 5

"This joint is about five minutes from a public orgy!" whispered Frank to his wife, nervously.

Amanda snickered and replied, "It's not that bad. Everybody's just having fun, honey."

Frank snorted in derision. "Yeah, fun groping each other! Where'd the ring-bearer go? He off screwing the flower girl in the coat closet?!"

Amanda laughed lightly. She pointed towards the corner of the ballroom, where her second cousin, the five year old flower girl, was curled up in her mother's lap, sound asleep. The ring-bearer, the flower girl's six-year-old brother was busy jostling for position to catch the garter. He was trying to stay in front of Charlie, who was teasing him by trying to keep in front of the boy. When the groom turned his back to toss the garter, Charlie solved any problems by picking up the young man and lifting him into position. The ring-bearer squealed with laughter as he grabbed the garter in mid-air, then tore off to show his laughing parents.

An equally noisy fight ensued over the bride's bouquet, as the single women fought for the symbolic chance to be the next to wed. Frank's niece Gloria Castlebaum, a recently divorced thirty-something from Pittsburgh, snagged the flowers, then waved them triumphantly as Melly hugged her. A chair was brought to the middle of the dance floor, and she sat down in it as the ring-bearer was brought forward.

"No way!!!" he yelled, utterly grossed out by the idea of sliding the garter up Gloria's leg.

"Hey, buddy, you got to! That's the rule!" laughed Charlie as he pushed the boy forward. The entire room was exploding in laughter.

"Gross!" he replied. "You do it!" With that he thrust the garter at a surprised Charlie and tore away.

Gloria pulled her long gown to knee level and winked lewdly at Charlie, who immediately gave a theatrical "Gross!" The place exploded in laughter again as Charlie allowed himself to be 'forced' forward to where Gloria was waiting, legs crossed and making a 'come along' gesture with a hooked forefinger.

The band began a loud burlesque number as the singer exhorted Charlie to put the garter as far up Gloria's leg as possible, promising more good luck for the newlyweds the higher Charlie moved the garter. He camped it up, slowly moving the elastic band northwards, traveling above her knee to where Gloria held her dress. Her eyes widened and it became her turn to protest as Charlie continued to push the garter higher, forcing her to keep inching her gown higher. The crowd gathered around them stared as Charlie teased the garter higher, staring at Gloria's very shapely leg, as she struggled to maintain a semblance of decorum, and the room roared.

Face reddening fiercely, Gloria stopped pulling her dress up at a point where it was obvious that she was wearing pantyhose and not stockings, but Charlie continued pushing the garter northward. The place exploded in laughter as Charlie's wandering fingers elicited a gasp and a slap to the face, but Charlie responded by leaning in and using one hand to pull her head forward, and pressed his lips to hers for a very friendly kiss. Relenting, he pulled back and stood, clasping his hands over his head in a prize fighter's victory stance, as Gloria gasped, dazed and confused by the moment.

Frank and Amanda watched, astonished by the youth's bravado, as he grabbed himself another beer. They watched in awe, as Melly's maid of honor, her college roommate, who had been spending a considerable amount of time with Charlie before the garter ceremony, despite her own impending nuptials, came over jealously. They were soon joined by Gloria, who seemed to feel she had a claim on the youth as well. Charlie solved the problem by leading them both out onto the dance floor, saying, "Ladies, there is more than enough Charlie for both of you!" The two older women gave a visible start at this, then looked at each other and gave an amused shrug of acceptance.

"You don't think...?" asked Frank to his equally amazed wife. "He wouldn't..."

"Oh, I think he would." commented Jill, who had come up behind the others and witnessed the entire scene. "You know that age when boys and girls start to play doctor? Charlie decided to go into gynecology."

"Just as long as he doesn't branch out into obstetrics." wryly answered Frank, half in awe and half in envy.

"You really do throw quite the party, Frank." said George, coming up behind his wife and wrapping his arms around her possessively. He gave her a gentle fondle as well, pressing his erect cock into her from behind, smiling at his hosts.

"More like quite the orgy." Frank responded. "I knew the country club had a number of alcoves and niches, but I figured they would be good for the photos. I swear to God, there's a steady stream of twosomes heading out to those little alcoves and gazebos and coming back in ten minutes later, looking, well, looking like they've been very busy!"

"I know! It's great!" answered George with the biggest shit-eating grin possible. Amanda started laughing as Jill blushed and Frank sputtered. "You ought to give it a shot, buddy!"

It was then that the newlyweds came up. More accurately, Melly staggered up, dragging her bemused husband behind her. "Mom and Dad, Mom and Dad,", she started off, looking at the two sets of parents. "I think we're going to be going. Dave is very horny!" she announced loudly. Dave rolled his eyes at this as her father blushed. Melly was well and truly sloshed. "I mean, I took care of him once already, in the limo, but he really wants some more!"

"Okay, dear, I think you should kiss everybody good night now." said Dave with a tolerant smile. He was still quite sober, and began directing his bride in saying good-bye to the others.

The parents quickly wished the newlyweds a nice honeymoon; they were flying to Miami and then taking a seven day Caribbean cruise. True to form, Melly replied that she was sure that they would have a good time, since she was leaving all her underwear behind. Dave hustled her out, as their parents shook their heads in amused disbelief.

"I hope like hell she has a hangover tomorrow." announced Frank ruefully.

"A bad one!" agreed his chagrined wife.

***

"I think we should take Gloria's car over to the Marriott. She and I both have rooms there and we can bring you back for your car in the morning." said Charlie. The teen had one arm around Gloria's waist and the other around Karen Swenson's, the maid of honor.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Karen muttered to no one in particular.

Gloria nodded agreement in a half- amused, half-amazed state. Charlie gave them both an easy grin and leaned in to nuzzle their necks, one after the other. Ever since he had slid the garter up Gloria's leg and Karen and confronted them afterwards, he had been working wholeheartedly at setting the rest of the evening up. In fifteen minutes, maybe less, he would have succeeded.

Charlie Talbot had an appreciation of all things carnal that went far beyond his years. In particular, he enjoyed partaking of the pleasures of the flesh with beautiful women who were older, but as he had eagerly discovered, not necessarily more experienced than he. He suspected that it all stemmed from his first fuck, when the horny mother of his best friend had come on to him when he was just a tall and gangly twelve, and he had allowed himself to be used in the pool house. Mrs. Cooper had been very instructional that summer.

He also had a taste for threesomes, which he attributed to the Johnson twins, when he was fifteen and they were sixteen. He had been dating and screwing Becky for several weeks when she had invited him down to the family room in the basement one afternoon. After laying a comforter on the carpet, she had stripped them both and then laid Charlie on his back and climbed on top. Afterwards, she had kissed him and scampered off to the bathroom across the room. A few minutes later she had returned, and immediately began kissing him and fondling his stiffening cock, then mounted him a second time. Afterwards, sensing something amiss, he had examined the wrist bracelet, to see a large 'V' on it. "Vicky?" he had asked in amazement, to which she had nervously giggled and summoned Becky from the bathroom. She was still naked and explained how she had been bragging to her sister about him and Vicky had demanded a shot at him. They had set up everything and watched the other screw him. They had nervously asked if he was angry, to which he had simply smiled and pulled them both down beside him.

Tonight, Charlie had been working on both women nonstop since announcing that there was more than enough of him to go around. Taking both Gloria and Karen out to the dance floor, he had pulled them against him and the three had awkwardly moved around together. Constantly rubbing against them, running his hands along their backs and sides, he would whisper lewdly to each what he wanted to do to them.

"Mmmm, I want to feel your nipples. Why don't you remove your bra?" he had told Karen. To her astonishment, she had gone to the ladies room and taken it off, stuffing it into her bag.

"I bet that pussy I was rubbing is very, very tasty!" he whispered.

"You are out of your mind!" replied a scandalized Gloria, shivering as his fingers ran up her back.

"Go take off your panties, so I won't have to wait to find out!" he replied with his easy smile and a wink. Her pussy juice was practically flowing as she protested weakly then scampered off to strip off her panties and hose.

By the time he had retrieved a pair of champagne bottles and begun leading the two women to the parking lot, the only clothing either was wearing was their dresses and their heels. He eagerly climbed into the back seat of the Taurus and Gloria and Karen settled in up front.

Karen spoke first, as Gloria started the car. "This is crazy!"

Charlie grinned and moved forward between the bucket seats. Reaching around awkwardly, he pulled her face towards his and began kissing her fiercely, even as he began fondling her breasts through her dress. After she began moaning, he had relented, then turned towards Gloria, driving and watching them from the corner of her eye. He reached down and cupped a breast through her dress and leaned in to begin licking her neck and ear. Gloria's nipple stiffened abruptly as she began responding, and he let up to keep from getting in an accident. For the rest of the brief drive he alternately nuzzled and licked and fondled the women, to the point where they were practically orgasming in their seats by the time Gloria parked.

Charlie led the two women, both practically dazed with sexual anticipation, to his room and led them in. He ostentatiously popped the cork on the first bottle of champagne, then poured it into the plastic cups available. Grinning, he led them in a silent toast, then as they stood before him, he had set his cup down and tossed his jacket and bow tie aside. Moving behind Karen, he had pressed his erection into her ass, eliciting a low moan, then reached around her to Gloria, to pull her thins straps down off her shoulders to the sides of her arms. He smiled as her cleavage deepened and her breathing became shallower, then unzipped Karen's dress and pulled it off her. He stepped away and the dress slid down her slim form to pool at her feet, then he moved to Gloria and repeated the process.

The teen stepped back between the two and picked up his cup. Refilling the cups, he sipped as he anticipated the evening's entertainment and looked the older women over frankly. They stared at each other as well, sizing up the opposition as it were, and Charlie considered them an even match. Karen was younger, a blonde with short hair cut in a page boy style, slim, with pert breasts, 'landing strip' muff, and a 'bubble butt.' Gloria, on the other hand, was almost as tall as he, a fleshier brunette with larger, fuller tits and a deep belly button. Her hips were wider and her dark bush was neatly trimmed in a classic bikini triangle.

Karen and Gloria smiled at each other and moved towards Charlie. They began rubbing their hands across his chest and trousers, and began to unbutton his shirt. He shifted as needed to allow the two to strip him, then stepped back as the final snap on his pants came loose and they slid down his thighs. Grinning, Karen and Gloria drained the last of the champagne straight from the bottle, then knelt and pulled his boxer shorts down.

"Oh, my God!" exclaimed Karen as she saw for the first time what had been pressing against her all evening.

"Charlie, it's gorgeous!" agreed Gloria.

It wasn't the first time Charlie had heard such words. The first time had been with Mrs. Cooper in the pool house as she had pulled his swim trunks down. Smiling proudly, Charlie twitched his loins and caused his erect cock to jiggle pleasantly. First Gloria, then Karen reached out to began stroking his cock and rubbing their fingers across his nuts.

As far as the two women were concerned, Charlie Talbot had the most perfect penis either one had ever seen! Fully eight inches long and three inches in diameter, it curved upwards pleasantly from a pair of large and elongated balls to a large and perfectly shaped dark purple cockhead. Anatomy textbooks could use his cock for a model, except for the fact that every male reading it would feel small and imperfect afterwards. As the two pumped his shaft, a small bead of precum formed.

"Let's take this somewhere horizontal, ladies." he suggested, breaking the mood slightly. Giggling like giddy schoolgirls, Karen and Gloria took him by the hands and began leading him to the king size bed. Charlie kicked off his pants and shoes, then sat down on the edge of the bed and peeled off his socks. The women kicked off their high heels, then dragged him back to lay in the center of the bed, with them on either side.

Charlie began kissing the two, focusing now on fondling their tits and pussies. He kept one hand on each as they moaned and moved against him, pumping his stiff cock and filling their fingers with precum. "Swing around." he asked. "I want to taste you." he said to no one in particular.

Grinning at each other, both Karen and Gloria swung around on the bed so that their pussies were level with Charlie's eager lips, then they dove down to engulf his cock. Charlie began fondling and licking their dripping cunts as he felt their lips and tongues running the length of his cock, sucking down the precum drooling in an endless flow. Suddenly, as he began nibbling on Gloria's tasty clit and fingering Karen's asshole, Karen moaned and began pumping his shaft furiously. Gasping, Charlie began bucking his hips upwards as his come fountained into the air to land on the two women's faces.

As Gloria and Karen began licking Charlie's come off his belly and their faces, they gazed wondrously at his limp cock. Magically it stiffened again, to stand proudly before their faces, and both women looked up his torso at him eagerly. "Well, ladies, who gets the first ride on the 'Charlie Express?'", he asked pleasantly.

Chapter 6

"Where's your keys, George?" asked Frank conversationally. The last guests had just left and it was just the four of them still at the country club.

"In my pocket." replied the father of the groom, confused by the question.

"You sure? Let me see them."

George shrugged and reached into his pocket, pulling them out and jingling them in Dave's face.

"You're right." remarked Frank, reaching out and snagging them. He thrust them into his pocket. "You won't be needing them tonight."

"What!?!?" roared George Talbot. "What the hell?!" He moved towards Frank menacingly, only to stumble against a table and stop.

"You are in no condition to drive. You can have these back tomorrow."

As Amanda and Jill watched, George lurched towards Frank a second time, swearing he was sober as a judge, and Frank simply backed away. After he stumbled against a second table, though, he stopped and straightened up. Shaking the cobwebs from his head, he took a deep breath. "You're right. I can't drive. I apologize." Taking another deep breath, he said, "Actually, I'm not drunk, just not sober enough to drive."

"Should we call a cab?" asked Jill, slipping an arm around her husband's waist.

"Oh hell, stay at our place. You'll never catch a cab at this time of night, not for a drive all the way to the other side of town." answered Amanda. "We can drive you back in the morning. Besides, it's not like we don't have a spare room now, is it?"

The others snickered at this comment and George shrugged his shoulders in acquiescence.

"Goody!" answered Jill. She grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her towards the bar. "Hey, you've paid for this already, so let's not leave any behind." She pulled Amanda behind the bar, where the bartender was starting to clean up. Pointing to an ice filled chest on the floor with several bottles of champagne, she snagged two and handed them to her hostess. Taking another two for herself, she said, "Waste not, want not!"

Frank and George smiled and escorted the two women to Frank's Buick. "You'll never fit in the back." Jill told her husband. "You two sit up front and Amanda and I will sit back here."

George gave an amiable "Okay." and climbed into the passenger side after shutting the rear door on the two women. He smiled ruefully at Frank, knowing his wife was right. He was too tall for almost any back seat.

It was only a fifteen minute drive from the country club to the Jellicoe's, as opposed to over forty-five to the hotel on the other side of the city where George and Jill were staying. Along the way, the men up front were mystified by the peals of laughter echoing from the rear. These had started after Jill had opened one of the bottles of champagne, causing the cork to rebound around the interior, much to Frank's dismay. "Hey, keep that down. I don't need to be pulled over by a cop!"

Jill and Amanda laughed at this, then Amanda stared as Jill mimed giving the foaming bottle a hand job. She whooped in laughter, then mimed giving one of her bottles a blow job, causing Jill to burst into laughter. The two women practically drained the bottle between them, making the crudest of sexual mimicry to each other, and were quite drunk by the time their husbands got them out of the car. George took the bottle and drank from it, then passed it to Frank, who drained it. "Another dead soldier." he quipped.

Jill held up the second bottle she was carrying. "Reinforcements!"

"Christ!"

Frank let them inside the house, at which point both his wife and Jill announced that they needed the bathroom. Frank simply shook his head in rueful disgust and took the bottles away from Amanda. Jill held on to hers as she followed Amanda upstairs, oohing as she was shown around. Frank led George into the living room and settled onto the couch. Looking around, George spotted the wet bar and moved behind it, pulling four flutes out and setting them on the bar. He opened the bottle of champagne much more decorously than his wife, and poured some for Frank and himself.

"You didn't really, you know, in the garden...?" asked Frank skeptically as he accepted his flute.