Chapter 31: Wedding, Part II

Roy Marten and Daryl Wills had apparently teamed up at Crystal’s suggestion. She wanted to be DPed on her wedding night, and chose those two young hunks to do it.

Roy and Daryl were friends and lovers of Maitland and Jackie, respectively; both women that I’d had fabulous fuck sessions with as Crystal Blue Photography made ‘private porn’ videos for the women to present to their husbands for some special occasion. They were at the wedding, but I didn’t see them much. I knew that Carol was talking to both women about making their videos public on a commercial porn site.

Crystal was lying back in one of the living room armchairs, with Roy’s cock in her ass, and her legs spread wide over the arms of the chair. Daryl was in front of her, feeding his cock into her gaping cunt. From the look of ecstasy on her face, I knew she had become the Mayor of Slutville that night. I’d seen her earlier with two other men, fucking like her life depended on it. She seemed to be getting around rapidly to the male population at the house. Of course, others were taking a break to watch the arousing double penetration of the new bride. I hoped she was starting trend for future weddings.

The two men were moving slowly in and out of her body and my new wife was making long, low, growling sounds that suggested she wanted to eat the men up after they’d fucked her raw. She was, however, not the praying mantis type.

The female holding my hand said, “That’s your new wife, right?”

I chuckled, “Yep, she sure is. She loves to fuck, and getting DPed is not anything new for her except for it being her wedding night.” I broke into laughter.

Elynn smiled, “I might like to try that some night. I only did anal sex for the first time about two weeks ago with Paul.” Paul was a man that worked in the same investment house with my father and Elynn. I found out that she worked there, too, as a business analyst.

I sympathized with Elynn. The poor girl had a physical problem that probably had people discounting her skills and capabilities. Elynn was built like a brick shithouse, and was another woman I’d met recently that had the intelligence of a Mensa meeting. She was sharp as a tack, remembered every detail of anything she saw, did, or read, and had nearly instantaneous recall.

Elynn was in her late twenties, just a couple of years younger than me – probably about the same age as Crystal. She had a model’s face that made her very photogenic, a point Crystal had commented on earlier that evening when we were all standing together drinking wine.

When Elynn was standing facing you, part of her body was much nearer to you than the rest – her breasts and pert nipples. At least for the wedding reception and orgy gala that evening, she’d opted to wear a nearly translucent cocktail dress with nothing underneath except a thong. Staring at those beautiful orbs of tit flesh with the large areolas turned me on, and we’d both explicitly said we’d get together later.

I asked, “So, are you and Paul an event?”

“Nope, just fuck buddies. We’ve never done any serious dating – a dinner or lunch here and there. Our prime attentions are elsewhere, I guess.”

After a pause, Elynn asked, “Do you like my tits?” She had a coy smile.

I chuckled and grinned, “I love your tits, but I do want to get to know the person displaying them so graciously to me.”

Elynn smiled, “Thank you. You’re one of the rare guys that doesn’t just want to motorboat me, maybe get a tit fuck, cum on my knockers, and then dispose of me.”

“I kind of feel sorry for your situation at work or socially. I bet you have trouble getting people’s attention. Paul said you were really nice. I hope my father has behaved himself, too.”

She nodded, “Men and women pay me attention Paul and Ross are two that see the inner me as well as my boobs, but they don’t let my tits get in the way of what we’re there to do for our clients. I have thought about breast-reduction surgery. I’m still thinking about it.”

“Maybe you just need a better crowd of friends that don’t think of you in a singular way. You’re multi-dimensional, like the rest of us.”

She continued grinning, “Multi-dimensional with big tits. I sure hope you like to suck on them and do some serious fondling and pinching. They are a source of pleasure for me, and I kind of like some of the attention – when the time is right. All tonight is right all night, by the way.”

Elynn and I adopted a chaise near the edge of the pool. We sixty-nined for a while. I rather liked feeling her large breasts against my stomach area as she sucked on me and I ate her sweet pussy. I then turned us around so that I could focus on her fine and carefully manicured cunt.

As we made love, Elynn would feed me her breasts, encouraging me to suckle the nipples and large areola. Since Crystal and Trish were much smaller, the time with Elynn was a treat. Kim had large breasts, even enhanced to keep their great and youthful shape. Carol was also pretty well endowed. Elynn topped them all. She could bury my head between them.

“Do you want to cum on my tits?”

I kissed her again, “I want to cum wherever you want me to cum. I may not squirt too much at this point in the day. Like you, I’ve been with some other people today, including my new wife.”

“You don’t mind her fucking other men?” I thought about that quick turn in conversation. I saw her high IQ coming into play. She could process multiple conversations and topics simultaneously.

I shook my head. “I know that we’re committed to each other. We’re also pretty good communicators and we don’t hide emotions or concerns from each other. We have talked out the various polyamorous and swinging situations that are evident here, and are not worried about doing this or our future together. Those two things are well integrated into our lives in a compatible way.”

“Ross is your father, and he married Crystal’s sister, and you swap partners back and forth. I think that is so cool. I wish I could find a romance like that. I don’t have a sister or brother to contribute to a mix, however.”

I shrugged even while thrusting into her tight fuzzy pussy. “Don’t give up the idea. Even look around here. I’m guessing that half the men here are not tied to any particular partner. In fact, what are you doing with me? You should be with someone that has more potential to be in your life in a significant way.”

Elynn rolled her eyes. “You just proved my point to myself, namely that I’d get some of the best conversation and responses from a liberated married man in a flexible relationship. I think your advice and adages are worth remembering.”

“I’m honored. You may be the first to think that. Even I have trouble with what I say. Most of it isn’t worth recalling.” We laughed.

The F-F-M threesome on the chaise next to us finally ended after everyone had an orgasm: Greg, Molly, and Kit. They headed off towards the patio bar, and I heard them talking about finding new partners for another encounter. They were quickly replaced by young Derek and Jade. Jade was asking him to keep going until she pleaded with him to stop. Derek could just keep fucking and fucking, and cumming and cumming, nonstop.

Jade and her new husband Carl had hired Crystal Blue Photography to film and photograph their wedding, as well as the ‘consummation process’ after the reception that also involved the best man and matron of honor, as well as Crystal and me. Their wedding became an inspiration for what we could do with ours.

After we’d fucked some more, Elynn said, “There’s a lot of stuff happening here tonight that I’ve never done before. I want to do it all again and again.”

I chuckled as I spooned in behind Elynn and fed my cock into her twat from behind. I could use both hands and fondle those gorgeous mammaries and kiss her neck. As I did all that, she purred in great contentment.

I told her, “The first time is an experiment. The second time is to be sure you really liked it. The third and all future times means you want it become a habit. What’s been new for you?”

Elynn was holding one leg up, displaying our genital connection to Derek and Jade, and anybody else that looked towards the pool.

Elynn said, “I’ve fucked four men tonight – so far; that doubles the number of men I’ve ever had sex with. You’re number eight in my life. I’ve never fucked in a group setting before, and I do find it sexy, arousing, interesting, and idea generating. I’ve never touched another woman before in a sexual way, but a little teenager named Madison ate one man’s cum from my drippy pussy, and then I ate her out because she was in the same condition. Ergo, I’d never tasted cum before tonight, either direct from the source or second-hand from a teenage cum bucket. That’s what Madison called herself – a teenage cum bucket. I like that concept, too. I may work on that for myself. She astounded my by pointing out her mother getting plowed raw by some guy two chaises away from us.”

Elynn had spit out that entire paragraph in almost one breath. She took a huge gulp of air, and went on, “More than that, though. Those are some of the ‘actions’ that I did. I’ve had all sorts of ‘emotions’ that I’ve never felt, and I like some of those, too.”

I teased, “You felt like a slut.”

Elynn leaned back, studied me over her shoulder, and kissed me. “You’re right. I did and I do, and I like it. I like being a nymphomaniac. Maybe fucking four different guys in one evening did it, but it pushed me over the edge. I don’t want it to stop. I need cock. I need cum. I need pussy. I need sex. All this started when Paul was fucking me three weeks ago and then asked whether I’d like to go to a real sex party – an orgy. He then spent the rest of the evening telling me what it would be like, and I’ve been revved up sexually ever since.”

I again teased, “So, you masturbated a lot.”

“Six sets of batteries tell you anything. Normally, I was doing two sets over a year, instead of six sets in three weeks. Fuck yes, I’ve been so horny just thinking about your wedding and this after-party.”

“Oh, the after-party really starts at breakfast or sun up. Since it’s still dark, this is still the wedding reception. Some people, I suspect, might not ever go home.”

Elynn teased, “I might be one of them.” I was sure she looked at me to see whether I approved. I did.

“Fine with me. I think you’d fit in well with the other children. We all play well together. Just hang out with all of us. That will also give you fucking rights, and probably get you all the sex you could possibly want.