Wedding Party

[Joycelet]

I was the Matron of Honor.

The bride's father and mother had arranged for us all to stay at the hotel in their town, and as the Matron of Honor, I had to follow their routine, and at the rehearsal dinner on Thursday night, we all had a bit to drink and a good time.

In the bar, we were dancing and drinking and her groom asked me to dance.

I hadn't known him before. My husband and I live in a distant city and I came alone but he will be here for the wedding on Saturday. The bride was my roommate in college at the sorority and were very close. So close in fact, that we slept together and shared our boyfriends after a date sometimes trading partners after our first fuck.

Of course I didn't tell stories about those days, but when she asked me to be her Matron of Honor I couldn't help remembering that the guy I married was one of her boyfriends in college, and he told me how much he looked forward to seeing her again at her wedding.

John held me close in our dance, and said that Kathy wouldnt see him tomorrow and up until the wedding Saturday, and he had nothing on his agenda except to go to a ballgame with his ushers and Best Man.

I told him that I was going shopping with Kathy tomorrow, but had nothing planned for the evening.

So we made a date to meet after the ballgame probably pretty late but better than sleeping alone.

 

[goaly08]

Saying goodnight i make my way to my room to get some rest for the upcoming long day. No soon then i gall asleep seeming only like its been minites and not hours the alarm is going off. meeting up with the boys we head to the game and have a great time.

The boys all wanting to stay downtown to party start to head off to a bar after the game. Bugging me to go but tell them i have stuff to do but to go ahead and have fun. Jumping in a cab heading back to the hotel around 8:00. Grabbing my phone, having your number in case there had been any questions about the wedding or anything else. I shoot you a text.

Hey there heading back to the hotel. Should be back in at least 30. Gonna head to the bar when i get back. Still want to meet up I hit the send button and sit back and relax

 

[tcost]

Walter

I couldn't get through to my wife, so I left a message for her.

***
Hey, honey, you must be busy. Hope it's the fun sort of busy! I finally got home, got to get some sleep and then get up at four in the morning to fly back there again. Looking forward to meeting John, and I'm especially looking forward to seeing Kathy again -- give her a kiss for me.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Kathy and I went shopping and when she bought some sexy lingerie, I bought some too for myself, and later over a few glasses of wine, we talked about ourselves and our history, including Walter, my husband.

She was having dinner with her parents and I didn't want to intrude, so I had a nibble and was in my room when I got the message from Walter.

Then I got a text from John suggesting we meet in the bar.

I thought that might be a little public and didn't yet want us to be seen together, so I answered telling him to just come up to my room and we could have a drink here from the minibar.

He knocked on the door, and I answered wearing one of the hotel's robes, with nothing underneath except the very transparent filmy bikini panties and bra I bought today to match a set Kathy picked out for herself at Victoria Secret.

He asked if we had a nice time shopping, and I told him about what I had bought, and stood and dropped the robe and showed it to him. It left nothing to the imagination,. My dark brown bush and red erect nipples clearly showed through the garments.

 

[tcost]

Walter

Walt was very conscious of the fact that he was alone in the house. It was always too empty when Joyce wasn't there, even for a matter of minutes. He loved her dearly, she was the most important thing in his life, and he hated being apart from her even if he knew she was fine, and that she would have lots of good company.

He imagined to himself what kind of company she might be having at that very minute, and chuckled. John might find Joyce to be a bit more than he had bargained for in comparison to the quieter Kathy, not that Kathy couldn't be expressive herself under the right circumstances.

Walt wondered if he could ever manage to get both Joyce and Kathy in bed together at the same time. It was a pleasant fantasy, more than enough to occupy his mind while he masturbated.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

John didn't call or arrive. I laid there on the bed horny as hell and finally called Walter and we compared notes,.

I told him that Kathy and I talked about him and in fact she even said that she wished she could skleep with him again.

I added with glee that I told her that could be arranged, and she even invited us to join them on their honeymoon in Aruba if you could get the time off from work.

But it's Friday night now and yiu cant very well arrange it before the weekend, but maybe if you can, we can join them after their wedding night and her introduction to married life before we start swapping husbands.

She wasn't seeing John tonight, and he was supposed to have a date with me but I think he is standing me up probably because he doesn't want to be unfaithful before he even gets married.

"So I may have to go out on the town and pick some guy up if I want to get laid, and I do. Wish you were here, baby."

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[tcost]

Walter

"Not nearly as much as I wish that I was there for you, darling. I love you, you know that."

Walter had been in the middle of his cock massage when his wife had called. Both of them were horny, and they were in different cities. Sometimes, there's just no damned justice.

"Tell you what, babe. If you're going to go out and pick someone up, I'll do the same thing. I'll probably fuck the poor girl until she's exhausted, you've got me so worked up. Damn it, I want -you-, though. I guess it will just have to wait."

He drizzled a little more oil over his cock, and did not stop rubbing it. Every word that came out of Joyce's mouth aroused him that much more, just the sound of the words, just the sound of her voice. As much as he might want to fuck Kathy, he wanted to make love to Joyce.

"Aruba sounds fine. I'll book two adjoining rooms, one for you and one for me. This ought to be great fun."

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

I was horny as hell, and if John wasn't coming up I'd go find someone else.

I dressed, still wearing the sexy lingerie, and went to the bar. There he was with a group of his friends with whom he had gone to the ballgame. I went over and said hi, but didn't say anything about our shattered date. His loss, I thought as another guy asked me to dance.

Curled up in his arms during a slow romantic song, I asked him if he wanted to come up to my room. He grinned and together we snuck out the door and to the elevator. Once inside, I pressed the button and turned to him and told him he was about to get the fuck of his life. We kissed passionately and he told me that John had told them he was breaking the date he had with me.

Two kisses later we arrived at my floor, and I led him to my room and went through the routine I had planned for Juhn.

What the hell. John's cock or Harry's cock. Whats the difference?

When he saw me in that transparent sexy outfit it ws his gain and my time to shine as he stripped me, ate me and mounted me.

I didn't tell him that my husband and I have been trying to get pregnant, and I was without protection but when he came in me I just knew I was impregnated by a strange man,.

But I'd see Walter tomorrow and hed never know the difference.

 

[tcost]

Walter

Walt made another phone call. He realized as he was dialing the number that he no longer needed to look it up.

He took a shower, did a mediocre job of toweling himself dry, and pulled on a caftan. He padded out to the front room, and noticed a pair of headlights slowing down, and then turning into his driveway.

He went to the front door to meet her. It was a chilly night, and foggy, but Kendra wore what she knew Walt liked, the tight white short-shorts to emphasize her long, chocolate colored legs and a tiny little yellow matador jacket that didn't meet in the front, pushed fairly wide open by her rack, which wasn't huge, but wasn't tiny either. Her black hair was brushed across her forehead and went down her back to her shoulder blades. She was damn near as tall as he was, in those heels.

Walter told himself that the smile she gave him was sincere, but of course he really couldn't know. Even if it was sincere, she might just be sincerely glad for the money, and maybe for a guy who always paid well and never hurt her at all.

She breezed inside, it was cold out, and the door was open. Once it closed she fell instantly to her knees on that deep, soft carpet, knowing that they would never make it into the bedroom. The caftan really wasn't as convenient as a normal bathrobe, but she still raised it up and devoured his dick, deep throating him like the pro she was. Kendra would never have told Walt, but he really was her favorite customer. She just wished that his wife didn't satisfy him so much.

He came the first time in her mouth. Then he helped her up to her feet and led her over to the mirror, where he draped the pendant around her neck. It was a 24 karat necklace, he said, and the gem was an opal. The breath caught in her throat, and she pulled the caftan up and over his head and fucked him like a demon.

He had to be up at four, he said, to get to the airport. Would she stay that long, and drive him down there? He and Joyce were headed off to Aruba.

Of course, she would drop him off, even in her old, rather beat-up Chevy. Hell, she would have driven him all the way to Aruba, if there was a highway that would have gotten them there.

But Kendra knew that she was never going to Aruba with Walt. Joyce owned his heart.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Harry and I got up and I called room service and ordered breakfast. He was in the bathroom showering when it arrived, and I tipped the waiter with a nice kiss and a blowjob, even better then the one I gave Harry for his morning woodie.

We ate a quick bite and then he driove me to the airtport as I tiold him it was ntoo bad I didn't live here becayuse if I duid we coukd do this ioften.'

He told me where he lived, and it was only thirty miles from where Walter and I live, so we exchanged e-mail addresses and promised to stay in touch. I told him he didn't have to stay with me to await Walter's arrival, but he volunteered and to drive us back to town.

I greerted my husband with a kiss and introduced Harry tyo him, adduing that harry was a gioiod sdrtand0-in fir hinm last nightb eceopt werb weren't stanbduing,.

we all laughed and he showed us a picture of pretty Kendra and by the time we got to the hotel we were close friends and Walter even offerred to let him come to our place for an overnight. Harry said he would if Kendra was there and Walter responded saying that Kendra was his and he could have me.

That was good for a laugh, and we went to our rooms and finally together and alone, Walter and I kissed and told each other about last night, as we always do when we fuck other people. We love our open marriage lifestyle but we love each other dearly and want only the best for each other.

I grinned and told my husband that Harry wasnt the best, but he would do in a pinch and he said the same thing about Kendra, and we crawled into bed and made love.

As we rested later, I told him about the nice time I had had with Kathy, and that she had openly agreed to have sex with my husband tonight after her wedding, and if we joined them in Aruba, to fuck him along with her husband and anyone else she met on her honeymoon.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Harry and I got up and I called room service and ordered breakfast. He was in the bathroom showering when it arrived, and I tipped the waiter with a nice kiss and a blowjob, even better then the one I gave Harry for his morning woodie.

We ate a quick bite and then he driove me to the airport as I told him it was too bad I didn't live here because if I did we could do this often.'

He told me where he lived, and it was only thirty miles from where Walter and I live, so we exchanged e-mail addresses and promised to stay in touch. I told him he didn't have to stay with me to await Walter's arrival, but he volunteered and to drive us back to town.

I greeted my husband with a kiss and introduced Harry to him, adding that Harry was a good stand-in for him last night except we weren't standing.

We all laughed and he showed us a picture of pretty Kendra and by the time we got to the hotel we were close friends and Walter even offerred to let him come to our place for an overnight. Harry said he would if Kendra was there and Walter responded saying that Kendra was his and he could have me.

That was good for a laugh, and we went to our rooms and finally together and alone, Walter and I kissed and told each other about last night, as we always do when we fuck other people. We love our open marriage lifestyle but we love each other dearly and want only the best for each other.

I grinned and told my husband that Harry wasnt the best, but he would do in a pinch and he said the same thing about Kendra, and we crawled into bed and made love.

As we rested later, I told him about the nice time I had had with Kathy, and that she had openly agreed to have sex with my husband tonight after her wedding, and if we joined them in Aruba, to fuck him along with her husband and anyone else she met on her honeymoon.

 

[tcost]

Walter

As they lay there in one another's arms, Walt began to stroke his wife's sex slowly with his finger, having every intention of having her all over again. Yes, they loved one another, but sex was a bigger component of their relationship than it was in most couples they knew.

"If this fellow John doesn't wake up and smell the roses, it's never going to work out between him and Kathy, however much she might love him," Walter observed, continuing the conversation without regard to the fact that he was frigging his wife. Kathy doesn't just like sex, she likes watching her partner with other women. But has she told him that, and if she has, does he believe her?"

He shook his head, and smiled sadly. "If it has to wait until tomorrow night, I will wait. But if it were up to me, it would be during the reception, or even better, in the church, just before she walks down the aisle. It would be rude, I think, to actually fuck the bride during the wedding itself. But it would have the advantage, possibly, of getting the whole crowd involved."

Waiting for any reply from Joyce, he leaned over and busied his mouth with her breast and nipple.

 

[plainjane]

Kathy

Joyce called and told me that Walter had arrived and was just as good in bed as he has alwsys been.

I could shoot myself over letting him get away, and with my best friend yet, but it all wasn't over yet.

Yesterday we had such a nice time together, talking about the old days in college and going shopping.

We loved buying that sexy stuff at Victoria's secret and especially when we bought identical sets of transparent bikini panties and bras for my wedding night. Then last night I had dinner with Mom and Dad and when she was in the kitchen and we were alone, I reminded dad of him fucking Joyce the night she came to visit me during the summer, and then for the first time, told him that I had done the same thing when I was at her house, and her dad crawled in bed with me.

So last night I slept alone and hated it but I had told John that I wouldn't see him again until I walked down the aisle with my dad at my wedding. John isn't the greatest lover, but he is a decent guy and I had arrived at a time in my life when I needed a husband, if only to delete the idea that I was the preditory female I am wanting to fuck any guy with a cock.

So as planned, I jumped in my car wearing whatever I had as a disguise and went to the hotel. I was sure I wouldnt encounter John, but didn't want anyone else tio recognize me as I went to their room.

Naked, Joyce let me in and I went over and kissed my long lost lover.

Walter was surprised and well spent after fucking Joyce, but with my famous blowjob I brought him up to speed and mounted him and fucked him as Joyce and I had agreed to. She watched and ate my pussy after he came in me, and we all held hands and kissed and made love all afternoon, but I had to leave to get ready for my wedding tonight.

 

[tcost]

Walter

Well, that was a great surprise! I'm not a teenager any more, but Kathy was more than enough to bring me around again. She so loves sex, she seems to be able to find a lot to enjoy with any man she beds, which made her popular in college.

I've always been fond of Kathy, and, to be honest, if I hadn't met Joyce and fallen in love with her, I might well be married to Kathy now. I have no doubt that she and I could have the same sort of open relationship with one another that I share with Joyce. I wouldn't be surprised if several couples who met at college with us in those days still have open relationships too.

There was a reason that Kathy was famous for her blowjobs. She dispensed them liberally in the first place, and she was as good as Joyce at giving them, which is as good as it can get. I knew the moment that I heard her voice, before I even saw her, that I would be returning to full staff inside of her mouth, and then fucking the living daylights out of her.

I was a little.. incautious in getting her clothes off. Buttons flew, and I nearly tore her underwear off of her, I was so avid. It had been entirely too long since I had fucked Kathy, and I told her so, I told her that she was going to see Joyce and me more often hereafter. I could tell that Joyce was as happy to hear that as Kathy was.

Once I came inside of Kathy, I really was down for the count for a little while. Until nearly the time for the wedding, most likely. After that, we did more cuddling than anything else.

And then, Kathy had to go off to get to her wedding, and Joyce was going to go with her to help her get ready. So I asked Kathy to blow me some wood again, for just long enough to screw the pair of them one more time, without cumming, before they departed.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

It was a fun afternoon we planned for ourselves yesterday. I didnt tell Walter. It would be, and turned out to be a lot more fun making it a surprise. And there woukld be mire to come. He didn't know that we had been invited up to the bridal suite after the reception to let him fuck the bride.

Kathy and I laughed and giggled all the way to her huse, and she opened up to tell me she still loved him. I responded that she could fuck him any time she had the opportunity, but truthfully I wondered about how John was going to take it, but that wasn't my problem.

I was willing to keep him company and occupied.

I also thought about the last time I was in her house when I fucked her dad. Maybe I would get another chance.

We had a bite to eat and then we went upstairs,. We bathed together and we shaved each others pussy nice and smooth, and tested them out with our tiongues.

She dressed in her bridal gown and I donned my bridesmaid's dress, and her daddy drove us to the church in plenty of time to finish getting her ready,.

He didn't know that Kathy wasnt wearing a stitch of underwear and neither was I.
But sitting in the middle in the front seat I was next to him and put my hand on his cock and told him I wanted to make love to him again.

Right in front of Kathy we made a date to sneak off from the reception and go to my hotel room, that he was paying for, and have sex with him again.




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[plainjane]

Kathy

It was a little before six. The wedding was at seven, and there was no one at the church when we arrived. Once inside, Daddy left to go to the hotel and arrange for the limousine to carry the wedding party to the church. Joyce had called Walter on the phone to tell him to hitch a ride as well.

We were in the dressing room primping when there was a knock on the door, Joyce opened it and it was Mrs Parsons, the minister's wife checking on us.

we invited her in and as she sat on the couch, she started telling us about the woes of a married woman on her wedding night, and bearing the brunt of losing her virginity to her new brutal husband who would roughly accost her and demand that awful act of sex.

We just laughed at her. I sat next to her, put my arm around her and cupped her breast in my hand and turned her head toward me. I kissed her on her mouth.

She was shocked, but her face brightened and she kissed me back. We asked if she liked women. She told us she was a Lesbian, and had enjoyed sex with many of the women in the congregation, and then hesitated and I asked if that included my mother.

She sauid yes, and then after a lull uin the conversation during which Joyce knelt before her, slid back the folds of her skirt, and started licking and kissing her pussy. I asked if she had fucked my daddy and she said yes and her husband, the minister, had fucked my mother nd oither women friom the church.

Thus wasn't a surprise to me, as I had seen clues of these affairs as I lived at home during high school.

I kjissed her again and told her I would be joining the women's group and fucking him too, just as she reached an orgasm from Joyce's talented tongue.

We heard voices and knew the wedding oparty had arrived, and it was time to get ready for the ceremony.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

With my hand, I pushed aside the part of her panties covering her cunt and licked her to orgasm. She tasted wonderful and I tiold her so.

But I had never been part of a church group and never knew of such an arrangement, as Mrs parsons told us of their monthly meetings, which were CFNM, and usually had male dancers entertaining the ladies.

She said that as a newbie, Kathy wiould be welcomed and initiated at the next meeting which would be in three weeks, after her return from Aruba. She added that I woud be welcome too as a guest if I was here in town with her, and my plans suddenly changed to arrange it.

Then we heard voices and we all stood, rearranging ourselves to meet with the bridesmaids and get ready for the wedding.

Not long after, we heard the organ playing as guests arrived, and through the door a male voice asked if Kathy was ready. We opened the door and there was her daddy, whom I had fucked and will again, ready to take her hand and escrt her dwn tge aisle.

It was time. The bridesmaids and I were escorted through the back entrance to the altar, and stood in place as the organist started to play Here Comes the bride.

I caught the eyes of Harry and John and wondered which one I would be fucking first, as Kathy and her dad started down the aisle. I looked at the minister and wondered how soon Kathy would be fucking him too and wondered if I would be as well.

 

[tcost]

Walter.

I arrived at the church by taxicab, rather early. Not all of the wedding party was there yet, and there were only a few cars in the parking lot. It was a pleasant day, the earlier clouds having dispersed for the sunlight. If anything, it might be hot out by the time for the reception.

I wandered in, thinking that I might have been smarter to wait another half-hour after all. There were a few faint sounds from the preparation rooms upstairs, and I laughed aloud, imagining what might be happening up there just now.

From the direction of the sanctuary, though, came the strains of organ music. Investigating, I found a pretty young girl with brown hair, wearing a burgundy blouse and a black skirt, playing the organ. It was early yet, and it would be some time before music was needed while the ushers began to seat the guests. I coaxed her into the church basement, where no one seemed to be, and bent her over a counter and pulled that short skirt up and fucked her from behind. Not only could she play the organ, she could sing, too.

Later on, during the service, I found that I was particularly enjoying listening to the organ music.

 

[plainjane]

Kathy

On my Daddy's arm we went down the aisle, stepping in time to the organ music. I glanced over at .the iorganist whom I didn't know, but later discovered she was the daughter of Mr and Mrs Parsons, the minister and his wife.

She was cute and I wondered if she might be into a lesbian relatunship as I anm. maybe she will be at tye ladies meeting as well.

Before us were the Minister, the groom and best man to the left, and my Matron of Honor Joyce to the right. But my eyes wandered and saw Waklter looking at me, and I knew what he was thinking - that I was marrying another man besides him, the man I loved but only because he was no longer available.

My Daddy let go of my arm, and the Minister askjed if there was anyone who might have an objection to my marriage to John.

No one answered except me, but silently I told myself I was a damn fool to marry a man I didnt love.

But we held hands and went through the vows and when the minister pronounced that we were man and wife, he gave me a chaste kiss and we turned and went back down the aisle and out the door through a phalanx of ushers and bridesmaids, and got into the limousine and off to the reception back at the hotel where they were all staying.

Forming a receiving line were Jiohn and me, and my Daddy and mim, and Best Man Harry and matron of Hionor, Joyce.

As people walked through, each man got a kiss until Walter came along, and our kiss was obviously quite intimate as tongues engaged and it lasted almost a minute until my husband tld me to knock it off.

That gave me an idea.

Speaking of knocking one off - - - but that comes in my next post.

The band played the song and jihn and I wet to te dance floor. a rturn ariound the floor and then we were joined by others, and before long, Jioyce and Wakter cut in on us, and Jihn danced with Jioyce and walter with me, until I rtold him what I planned to do.

He laughed and told me that would be the hit of the evening and turn this into the kind of event noone would ever forget.

 

[tcost]

Walter.

I sat there quietly as the minister asked if there were any objections. If this was what Kathy wanted, so let it be; I, myself, was married to the woman I wanted most, and there was no chance that any sort of marriage involving more than two people was apt to become legal any time soon. Really, I wasn't sure myself if that would be a good idea in general, even if it would work for the three of us -- or would have, until this moment.

It went by, and that was that. Kathy was married, now.

I shouldn't have kissed her so long in the reception line; it was really provoking John, who clearly did not appreciate the relationship I had with his wife. I mentioned this to Kathy as I danced with her later, but she made it clear that she had something in mind that most of the people here would be glad to see happen.

And if John didn't, best that he make that clear now, before the wedding night.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Kathy tipped me off about what was going to happen. Knowing her as well as I did, I wasn't a bit surprised, but knew everyone else would be, especially her husband.

I had the band leader play some sort of overture and anniounce that the cake cutting would occur momentarily.

The cake was on a long table with a variety of plates and saucers and cups. The bartender poured numerous cups of champagne. Everything was ready except where was Kathy?

Suddenly she appeared out of a back roo9m, She was totally nude, and climbed up on the table and laid with her legs spread, and announced that anyone wanting a piece of cake would have to eat it from her pussy.

Everyone except me was shocked but this was one of the scenes from our sorority days.

The men lined up with her daddy first in line. Right behind him were Walter and me, and in the line were a few women as well along with the men.

With her hand she grabbed a handful of cake and smeared it all over herself.

With a crash of the cymbals from the band, it was time.

Her daddy licked up a big bite and she grabbed another handful. I was next and then Walter. Harry dove in for his taste, and John just stood there in shock looking aghast as his pretty wife turned the reception into an orgy.

I took my finger and wiped out a glob of cake, and went over to him and stuck my finger in his mouth. Then I kissed him and told him that he now knew who he had married, and that he should do her the honor of joining the line.

I led him to the table with my hand, and shoved him in at the head of the line.

He licked er cunt and everyone clapped and cheered.

Then it was all wide oen like her naked legs.

People were undressing and fucking on the floor. Kathy was busy so I took John and made him fuck me. as he did, I looked over at the table and her Daddy was on top of her fucking the bride.

One by one, each man at the reception fucked her, but truthfully a lot of people stormed out leaving only the hard core.

Walter stood at her side with his cock in her mouth while the Minister fucked her.

His wife was naked fucking some man I didn't know.

John came in me and I told him about the plan for the evening, and he went and got Kathy and still naked, led her to the elevator in the lobby to ascend to the bridal suite on the top floor.

Walter and I gave them a little time together, and then we followed.

The door was wide open and they were on the bed having sex.

Like on the dance floor, we cut in and I laid net to her and Walter mounted her, and John switched over on top of me.

As we all fucked, Kathy told him that we were going to Aruba with them and the four of us would do this every night, unless we picked up another couple or more, and expanded the orgy until we returned home.

 

[tcost]

It must have been a nasty surprise for John, but he had had a choice to make, and he chose Kathy. A lot of his family and friends were probably shocked, but now he knew which of them would stand by him no matter what, and even some of the people who didn't stay were probably still his friends, they just weren't prepared for an orgy.

I remember that one woman who had left at first came back later. She told me that she had always wanted a sexual relationship with John, and now, for the first time, the two of them had fucked, in public, on his wedding day. Of course, she told me this while I was fucking her.

I don't think that I've ever been with so many women in such a short time, even back in my college days. I remember Kathy and Joyce, of course, and Mrs. Parsons -- I never did get her first name -- and her daughter, Celia, whom I screwed again while she was blowing the bandleader. We had to do without music for a while once the band got caught up in the orgy themselves. Celia and I exchanged e-mail addresses, and chatted a little while trying to recover from quite this much sex. If Joyce and I were going to be visiting here again, I wanted to keep in touch with her.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Walter and I talked about Celia, and when I told him I was coming back for the women's group meeting where Kathy would be initiated, and I had been invited by Mrs Parsons, I supposed Celia would be there too, but he should come with me and at least date her.

GHe was pleased that I was willing to let her into our little life style as well, thanks to Kathy who made it all happen.

Even John was well initiated and now knew who his wife really was, and we hoped he would accept that unexpected data without remorse.

In the morning we all got oue stuff together, checked out if the hotel and her daddy drove us to the airport and kissed both of us girls goodbye, saying he wished he were goong as well.

On the planbe, he sat with me and Walter sat with Kathy, and on arruival we check in that way as the loving couples we are.

We didnt see Kathy and Walter again until dinner time as they apparently fucked the rest of the day away.