The Wedding Invitation Pt. 02

The Wedding Invitation. Part 2

I awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from the kitchen. Just what I need, I thought to myself as I was feeling a little shabby after having a fair bit to drink the night before.

The morning had broken fine and sunny and it looked like it was going to be a perfect day for my cousin Michelle's wedding. But first things first, a cup of coffee to get me started.

It had been a warm night; the sheets had been discarded and were lying in a clump on the floor. Of course, I slept in the nude and remembering what mum and dad had discussed the previous evening, I guessed that clothes were not going to be required while we were inside the cottage.

I got up and strolled to the kitchen. Dad was standing facing the bench, making the brew. He was naked and I took a second to check out his body from the rear. He had wide shoulders, his muscular back tapered down to a narrow waist and am firm taunt bum. His legs were long, his thighs well developed and he sported a glorious all over tan. My spell was broken when he looked over his shoulder and saw me standing there.

"Good morning Julie, care for a cappuccino?" he asked.

"Oh, yes please, daddy," I answered as I strode over and wrapped my arms around his waist. I hugged him tightly, my breasts pressing firmly against his back.

"I can't tell you how much I enjoyed last night daddy," I whispered in his ear.

I let my hands drop down and rubbed him gently on his stomach. I needed to feel his cock again, so my hands wandered further down. His cock was soft but it felt so nice in my grasp. I gave it a little rub.

Dad turned around and pulled me into him. He planted a tender kiss on my lips. I could feel my hard nipples pressing into his chest.

"Honey, last night was special, not just for me, but your mother as well," dad replied, "we are a close, loving family and that makes us very, very happy," dad replied.

"Enough of that you two, where's my breakfast?" mum laughed as she joined us in the kitchen.

"Coffee, darling?" dad enquired, "then I thought we would just have cereal, it's a bit hot for bacon and eggs."

"Fine by me," mum answered. "Going to be a nice day for wedding eh, but we have the whole morning to relax so I'm going to make the most of that pool."

"Yep, me too mum, we are only five minutes away from the venue, so we have heaps of time," I reasoned.

We sat down at the table and had our coffee and muesli. The conversation turned to catching up with my cousins Peter and Dave.

"Can't wait to see them in suits," I laughed, "it will be a change from what they wear around the farm. They better not wear their cowboy hats; it wouldn't surprise me, I've seen them wear them in the pool......and that was all they were wearing!"

"I'm sure they will look very handsome," mum replied," but I'm equally sure that before the night is out, the coat and ties will be off and they will be tearing up the dancefloor, beers in hand."

They were a couple of wild boys and they knew how to party so time would tell.

Plates cleared, it was time for a swim.

Barely 9am and the temperature was souring. I raced to the pool and dived in. Dad did a bomb and mum more discreetly entered by the ladder. The water on my naked body felt exquisite and I felt my nipples reacting accordingly. Nothing beats swimming in the nude.

I did a few laps then swam to the edge of the pool and pulled myself up and sat there watching mum and dad frolic about.

In a playful mood myself, I spread my legs, feeling that there was no need to concern myself with social niceties around my family. It just seemed so natural. The sun on my pussy was delectable.

I noticed dad glance in my direction. I'm pretty sure that he liked what he saw, as he proceeded to slowly make his way towards me. I opened my legs even further to allow him an even better view. He stopped just short of me, his face only inches away from my pussy.

"Julie, your pussy is absolutely beautiful," dad volunteered, "I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?"

"Why don't you find out dad," I invited, parting my labia just a little.

Dad place his hands on my thighs and his tongue gently lashed my swollen pussy lips. An immediate shudder raced through my cunt as dad then took my clit in his mouth and sucked it forcefully. Every nerve in my body reacted. I leant back on my elbows as dad licked, sucked and nibbled on my love bud.

Then, with his fingers, he separated my labia and his tongue explored the depths of my tunnel. I was absolutely soaking wet and I knew that dad was devouring every ounce of my flooding juices. Soon, his fingers were delving deep inside me, massaging that most sensitive area just inside and at the top of my vagina. What a caring lover he was, my pleasure his only consideration.

I sensed that a mighty orgasm was brewing. My breath had become short and I felt the muscles in my pussy contracting. Passion was rising and I did not want to hold back a second longer.

"Oh daddy, yes, I'm cumming, don't stop, lick me, lick me," I begged.

Then it hit. My whole body convulsed and a wave of cum exploded from me and washed all over dad's face. I was in absolute awe of the fact that I had just experienced such an intimate act with my father. But there was more.

Dad raised himself from the pool.

His cock was fully erect and I could not take my eyes off it.

As if I was a paper doll, he lifted me up and lay me on one of the sunlounges, laying me flat on my back. He spread my legs either side and positioned himself above me. His massive cock hovered above the entrance to my pussy.

I reached down and took hold of it and slowly guided it into my love tunnel. Ever so gently, dad, eased inside me. I gasped as that monster cock stretched my opening. I was well lubed and my cunt adapted to the sheer size of the cock that was inching its way into me.

I gasped as I looked down and saw that maybe only half of it had disappeared inside me. Oh how I wanted to feel all of that cock, but could there possibly be room. I though back to last night and how I struggled to get its length inside my mouth.

But dad, lovingly slowed his stroking. My body responded and to my amazement, I sensed that, yes, I could take it all.

Again, I looked down and saw that dad was balls deep in me. The pressure on my cunt was sublime, a tightness that had my senses reeling.

Slowly dad withdrew, then carefully plunged back into me. Deliberately, he stroked leisurely and considerately, not wanting to cause me any pain and ensuring that my pussy would adapt to the massive cock filling me to the brim.

With my hand I reached down and rubbed my clit, desperate to extract utmost pleasure from this surreal sexual experience.

"Baby, baby, I'm cumming," dad gasped breathlessly.

"Yes daddy, cum inside me, I want you to fill me with your cum," I begged in return.

I had never experienced an orgasm like it. My cunt was filled with my father's fat cock and then, he flooded me with wave after wave of his cum. I felt that I had been expanded to my maximum; no space in my pussy was left unfilled. I was in heaven.

Dad had collapsed on my chest and we both lay there, panting for breath.

Mum, who had been watching from the pool, caught my eye and gave me a cheeky wink. It meant so much to me that she was fully supportive of her husband and her daughter sharing such an intimate experience.

I watched as mum climbed out of the pool. Her body was glistening under the blazing sun as she walked towards me. She touched dad on the shoulder and indicated that he should get off me.

Dad got up and mum moved between my still open legs.

"Julie, I want to taste the both of you," she explained.

My pussy was red and swollen but it was ready for more attention. I held mum's head as her tongue delved into my still steaming hot pussy. Cum had run down my leg, there was so much of it, but my cunt was still full and mum sucked and licked furiously, the intoxicating mixture of our juices too good to refuse.

For the third time in a matter of half an hour, I was ready to cum again. I felt on the verge of exhaustion, but the passion drove me onwards. My pussy was afire; it had never experienced this amount of attention. I never thought for a minute that I could cum three times in such a short period of time.

"Yes mum, yes," I mumbled softly as she sucked firmly on my vagina, drawing the heady mix of cum into her mouth.

Another wave of desire overtook me, and I threw my head back all the while holding mum's face hard against my cunt. She latched onto my labia as I orgasmed one more time. Time stood still, I seemed to be unaware of my surroundings; I just knew that I felt more alive than I ever had in my life.

Mum rolled off me and lay on her back at my side. I reached my hand out to her and she grabbed it gently. No words need be said as we sat quietly coming down from the surreal moment.

"Is it too early for a beer?" dad joked, breaking the silence.

"We're on holidays, any time is beer time," mum replied, "but just one, we have a big day ahead."

Dad returned with three beers and we all retired to the pool, to collect our thoughts and cool down.

"This wedding is going to be something of an anti-climax after the events of the past two days," I suggested cheekily.

"We will see," said mum, "country weddings have a bit of a reputation for being wild events and anything could happen around your uncle and aunty.

Mum was referring to her sister and brother in law, Michelle's parents. There was no doubt that they knew how to party and there was no guarantee that they would be on their best behaviour at their daughter's wedding. Couple this with the fact that their son's Peter and Dave were fun loving singles, well, the stage was set for a big night,

"Mum, it's going to be a long hot night, I am going to make myself as comfortable as possible, so I'm not going to wear any underwear under my dress," I declared.

"Hmmm, Julie, you are right and that is not a bad idea, I think I will do likewise," mum agreed.

We both looked across to dad and laughed.

"Sorry dad, no commando for you with that dick; if you get excited the old girls will have a stroke, and not the stroke you are thinking of," I explained.

Dad feigned indignation, but he knew that I spoke sense. Best he could hope for is for the coat and tie to come off as soon as possible after the ceremony.

With the beers finished it was time to get dressed. It was decided that I would use the shower first as I would be the quickest getting ready. Shower done, I went to my room to dry my hair and apply my make up. That done, I was all but ready. I went and sat naked in the lounge room as all that was left was to slip into my dress and I was good to go. I had a book to read so all was good.

Dad showered next and he joined me naked in the lounge room. Knowing that mum would take some time, he did not want to be sitting around in a hot suit any longer than he had too. All in all, we had the one bathroom situation well organised and with a bit of time to spare, we were ready to head off to the ceremony.

***

Taking our seats at the venue, we looked around and nodded and waved to our family and friends. Then the familiar refrain of "Here Comes the Bride" boomed through the speakers as Michelle, accompanied by her father, slowly made their way down the aisle. All eyes fell on the bride and what a sight to behold she was. Resplendent in a white sequined gown, its small train trailling behind her, Michelle was beaming from ear to ear. A demure plunging neckline exposed just an appropriate amount of cleavage, hidden at times by the large, colourful bouquet. Michelle looked absolutely gorgeous, a fact that did not escape her very lucky husband to be, Rob, waiting patiently for her to arrive at his side.

Rob was handsome in his suit and looking every inch the part were the brothers, who scrubbed up pretty well in their formal attire.

The ceremony went off without a hitch, no pun intended and soon the newly weds were escorted out for the photographs. The guests retired to the function room and drinks were quickly ordered.

It was an opportunity to catch up and we sidled up to the mother and father of the bride.

"Claire, Adrian, Julie, how nice to see you, "bellowed Aunty Carol as she raced to us and gave us all a kiss on the cheek.

Uncle Steve followed suit. It was so nice to catch up with them at such a joyous occasion. We chatted, finding out what was going on in each other's lives. Other relatives joined us and the time passed quickly and before we knew it, the newly weds had arrived back and it was time to sit down for the meal and the official speeches.

The night was full of fun and laughter. A particularly irreverent speech from the best man had the crowd in stitches and the maid of honour was not to be outdone in her sledging of the bride. All was taken in good humour.

The wine was flowing and when the band started up, the dance floor was packed. I was never so glad that I had dressed minimally as the sweat was pouring of me as I danced to song after song. Mum hardly took a break either, she was the "disco queen." Cousins Dave and Peter did not disappoint. Fuelled with numerous beers, they danced the night away, if you can call their frenzied movements dancing. Still mum and I got to have a few dances with them and even when a a slow number came up, they were keen to grab a tight hold, our hot sweaty bodies pressed hard against each other. Cheeky Dave was not slow to grab my bum as we slow danced away. I didn't mind a bit, I loved him like a brother. Mum was getting similar attention and with all the wine that she had consumed she was far from caring either.

Time just flew and before we knew it the band was playing their finale and the bar was calling for last drinks.

Mum and I, and dad for that matter were hard in party mood and didn't want the evening to end. It was still very warm and the dancing had us hot and bothered. We knew we had drinks back at the house and the pool beckoned.

"Hey mum, lets ask Peter and Dave back for a drink and a swim. They are keen to rage on," I suggested.

"Sure thing," mum slurred as she staggered to put her shoes on. "What about Carol and Steve?"

"They are gone, I think all the organising caught up with them," I answered.

I raced over to Peter and Dave and put my idea to them. "You beauty,' they cried in agreement and soon we were squeezing into the courtesy bus that would take us back to our cottage.

After a quick trip we burst in the front door and dad went straight to the fridge and grabbed some beers.

"Shit its still so hot eh," said Dave, stating the obvious.

"Sure is, so time for a dip. I know you guys don't have any swimmers but that's OK it's a nudie pool," I said reassuringly, knowing that the boys would be fine with that.

"Just like old times Julie," said Peter as he took a swig from his drink.

"Lets go then," I said as in a flash, I pulled my dress over my head, leaving me completely naked.

"Woo hoo," whistled Dave, "nice Julie," as he struggled to get out of his hot clothes.

Mum was just as quickly naked and both boys could not help but look in her direction. A quick smirk crossed their faces as they gave each other a high five.

Dad got out of his hot clothes and there were now five naked people ready to cool off in the refreshing waters of the pool.

Of course, someone had to say, "last one in is a rotten egg," so squealing like little children we all rushed headlong and dived into the cooling waters. It was absolutely divine, the relief was instant.

"What a night eh," Dave piped up, "when is the next wedding, you next Julie?"

"No fucking way, you goose," I'm having too much fun being single," I replied as I jumped on him and pushed him under the water.

"War!" he cried and grabbed me around the waist, swinging me around and flinging me across the pool.

Peter grabbed mum and holding her tightly against himself, dunked them both, before they came spluttering to the surface.

Dad just watched on. Amused by the antics.

Dave swam after me, catching me against the side of the pool. He got me in a bear hug, squeezing my boobs, so that I could hardly breath.

"Let me go, you big bully," I squealed, but as he wouldn't budge, I had no option than to reach down and grab him by the balls. "Well, are you going to let me go now?" I teased him.

Dave loosened his hold on me, but I kept my grip on his balls. With my other hand, I reached down for his cock. It was semi hard, so I wrapped my hand around it and gave it a tug. This encouraged Dave to grab hold of my boobs and he firmly massaged them as I stroked his ever growing erection.

Peter and mum had been watching our antics and that was a clear signal for them to indulge in a bit of monkey business themselves. I could see mum's hands disappear under the water and from the satisfied look on Peter's face, no doubt his cock was getting some attention. Mum's tits were floating enticingly close to his mouth, so throwing caution to the wind, he latched onto her left breast and sucked it greedily.

Dad had moved to the side of the pool and dragged himself out and sat on the edge. He was sporting a massive erection, thoroughly enjoying the attention his nephews were giving to his wife and daughter.

Dave and I moved over to the side of the pool, I learnt against the side and spread my legs.

"Dave, I want you to fuck me from behind." I ordered. "Mum, come here, I want Peter to fuck you from behind too."

Mum and Peter waded over to join us.

I spread my legs and reached behind me to find Dave's hard cock. Gently, I helped him ease it into my waiting cunt. It slipped effortlessly into my soaking wet, hot vagina. Dave pumped vigorously, as he braced himself against my back, reaching around to massage my boobs as he fucked me.

I looked across and could see that Peter was giving mum the same treatment. Dad meanwhile was watching on, languidly stroking his own cock, fully enjoying the performance in front of him.

My pussy was on fire; Dave continued to pound me and I knew that he was close to cumming.

"Julie, I'm cumming babe, shall I pull out?" he asked.

"No way, I want your load inside me," I demanded. I was on the pill and had no concerns of getting pregnant.

With that, Dave thrusted deeply and gripping my shoulder, he let out a low guttural moan. His cock shuddered inside me as wave after wave of his cum filled my raging pussy. He then threw his arms around my waist and held me tight, his cock still hard and throbbing.

All attention now focused on mum. Peter lifted her out of the pool and lay her on the grass. He clambered out himself and kneeling before her, he spread her legs. I watched as his cock hovered above mum's pussy as she took hold of it and expertly guided it into the entrance of her love tunnel. In an instant, Peter was deep inside her. His arse moved up and down as his prick thrust back and forth. Mum moaned softly, her eyes closed as she savoured every moment of the pleasure he was giving her.

"Yes, yes, yes," Peter cried as an orgasm built deep in his balls. He jerked violently as he pumped load after load of cum into his aunty's cunt.

Only their heavy breathing broke the silence. I stood in the water, spellbound. Dave still had a hold of me. His soft cock had fallen out of my pussy but his warm body felt delicious pressed hard against me.

Mum and Peter lay motionless in front of me.

The day had been exhausting, but exhilarating beyond belief. My sexual experiences had my mind racing. Alcohol played a big part in my cousins actions. But to be honest, there was always this sexual tension between us. Nudity was common when I visited. The boys were not the least shy. More than once they had erections around me. Nothing was said, even by their mother and father. Or Michelle. There was this latent undertow of sexual tension that I found exhilarating. It was no surprise that things boiled over to the events of the night.