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of both straight and lesbian sex and who are of legal age to read about
this wherever they live.

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   The Wedding
Author: Sandy
"Fuck!" the auburn haired woman said in a low voice as she fumbled with

the keys to the car.

   She knew she used four-letter words way too much and her husband was
right when telling her not to do it in front of the kids.  But now she was
on her own and she really never had understood what all the fuzz was about.
Saying those words was for her a way of letting off steam and right now she
really needed to do just that.

   `Fuck, fuck, fuck' she repeated to herself as if to emphasis her point
and then she was finally able to open the doors to their red station wagon.

   Their obnoxious neighbor Robert was watching her with a spiteful smile
and she was barely able to contain herself from giving him the finger as
she tossed her overnight bag into the back seat.

   The woman's name was Sandy and she was on her way to her old time high
school friend's daughter's wedding.  Karen had married young, at nineteen,
and now her daughter Sophie was heading the same way at the tender age of
eighteen.

   The whole family had been invited but now four year old Alicia had of
course caught a fever.  After some discussion they had decided on Sandy
going by herself.  After all she was the one knowing the bride's family the
best and she also had a pretty good idea that her husband Mark preferred
watching the big game on TV this weekend to attending a wedding reception.

   The wedding included a reception and an overnight stay at a luxurious
hotel right next to the church and she couldn't help but too look forward
too some time on her own.

   But all the fuzz had made her so late and she pressed down the gas pedal
as she steered out onto the motorway desperately hoping to make it in time.
It would be so embarrassing to miss the beginning of the ceremony.

   It was summertime and a clear blue sky and she had decided on a short,
figure made dark blue dress, matching high heels and a plain gold necklace
to go with it.  She had her long hair arranged in a ponytail nicely showing
off her neck and she had been pretty pleased before when watching herself
in the mirror.

   There was no denying that she looked pretty good for a 37 year old
mother of two: full breasts held in place by a black lace bra, a slim waist
and quite long slender tanned legs.

   She let her mind wonder as she drove and as always over the last few
years she couldn't help but to think about her writing.

   A couple of years ago she had by accident stumbled into a website on the
net consisting of very beautiful European Women doing...it with each other.
The lesbian sex and the immensely erotic scenes had completely blown her
away and after that she was stuck.

   She had soon become aroused beyond belief, watching the young girls fuck
and she had spent many late nights with the family asleep masturbating like
crazy, coming so hard with her eyes stuck at the screen of her lap top.

   The girls were so young and their bodies were so tight and after a while
she found herself getting aroused by young teenagers on the street, in
shops or at the beach.  Not to mention the changing room to the local
indoor bath she frequently visited with the kids.

   She had also begun to read erotic stories but after being disappointed
at them often not ending the way she had wanted she had decided on trying
it herself.  Her first story "The seduction of the teacher" had felt so
wonderfully exciting to write and she had continued gradually getting a
large number of readers.

   Her recipe was simple: Lesbian sex happening in the least likely places
often with young girls dominating the main character, a French High School
teacher named Sandy.  She had started to use real persons including a lot
of her students at school, a fact that made it so much easier and so much
more exciting to write.

   She just couldn't help herself and in two years she had written like a
zillion chapters.  She had even tried straight sex including a very
arousing series with the main character, Sandy again, not being able to
resist being fucked over and over again by her best friend's husband.

   The reluctant submissiveness of the heroine was such a turn on to
fantasize about and once, during the Christmas party at work she had been
so close to try it for real feeling the same submissiveness coming over
her.

   There had been both a man and a woman included but nothing had really
happened.  Her husband Mark was really one in a million and she adored her
kids, but it couldn't hurt to fantasies could it.

   *

   She turned into the parking lot of the church and hearing the bells ring
she was quickly brought back to reality.  She was so late and she
practically jumped out of the car and hurriedly started to walk towards the
large closed wooden doors.

   Nervous beyond belief she slowly pressed down the handle and thankfully
it moved.  Ever so slowly she opened the door and peaked inside just in
time to catch a glimpse of the cutest little brides maids dressed in pink
disappearing into the main area of the church.

   A stern church janitor gave her an angry look but she averted her eyes
feeling her cheeks burn.  She managed to slip into the church seemingly
without anyone noticing, all eyes were on the bride, and thankfully enough
there was a free spot on the last row.

   She quickly sat down, exhaling while leaning back into the padded back
of the benches and found herself looking at two of the most delicious cup
cake formed breasts she had ever seen.  She was of course not seeing all of
them but the very low-cut top and the fabulous crevice the push up bra was
creating was making her knees week, her nipples hard and her pussy moist.

   `Holy shit' she said to herself pulling her eyes away with an effort.

   A second later she was drowning into a pair of lovely green blue eyes.
The girl, about sixteen, looked like one of the many Paris Hilton-type
teenagers you could see on the streets nowadays with blond perfectly formed
hair and large black sunglasses pushed up over her forehead.

   But she was also so much more.  She was the prettiest little thing Sandy
had ever seen, dressed in a white mini-skirt and an equally white tight top
and it suddenly struck the older woman that she was sitting next to the
real-life Emily, another one of the main characters in her fantasy.

   "Do you like what you see?" the girl whispered with an unreadable
expression and then Sandy jerked when feeling a hand on her bare thigh.

   "What?...yes...no!"

   My good!  Was this really happening?  The hand had immediately started
to move and the girl was now incredibly enough caressing Sandy's thighs
slowly, on and off letting her well manicured finger nails draw lines along
the sensitive skin.  She was getting goose pumps all over from the
unexpected but incredibly exciting stimulation and she couldn't bring
herself to make the girl stop.

   "Sit still, Melissa!"

   The sharp whispering voice made her freeze and she realized that it
wasn't just her and the girl.  It was a whole church full of guests and up
front they were in the middle of a wedding ceremony.

   It was the woman on the other side of the girl who had whispered and
there was no doubt what so ever that it was the girl's mother.  But she was
thankfully enough focused still looking ahead and the girl, leaning forward
slightly as if to hide her hand from her mother was thankfully enough not
stopping.

   Her fingers had reached the inside of Sandy's thigh and she couldn't
help but to spread her legs slightly giving the bold girl more room.  She
could only hope that they wouldn't catch anyone's attention.

   *

   But they had caught someone's attention.  A man, sitting on the other
side of the aisle, had a perfect view of the girl's nimble fingers as they
ever so slowly started to push the woman's short dress upwards.

   He looked to be in his late twenties and was quite handsome with neatly
cut dark hair and brown intense eyes.  He was wearing a summer suit and a
white shirt, with one button open and he was only there because he knew the
groom from back in college.

   He couldn't believe that his good friend was getting married already and
with an eighteen year old.

   He usually found these things pretty boring but now both his mind and
his cock were in full attention.  The scene unfolding in front of his eyes,
with the young girl immediately starting to caress the older woman was like
taken out of a high class porn movie and he couldn't believe his eyes.

   *

   "You can't..." Sandy weakly whispered as she felt the girl's fingertips
press slightly against her pussy on top of her panties.

   "Don't you like it?"

   She could feel the girl's left shoulder against the side of her right
breast and gasped as the gently probing fingers slipped in under her silky
underwear.  Her dress, being gradually hiked up was now barely covering her
panties and her sensible self screamed at her to stop this.

   But the overwhelming submissive feeling sweeping over her was just
to...overwhelming and she knew she would let the girl continue as long as
she wanted.  She braced herself to be penetrated and then suddenly the
girl's hand was gone.  Just like that.

   `Oh no...' she inwardly whimpered and then the girl grabbed her by the
hand.

   "Come on...quickly!"

   "Melissa!" the same sharp voice as before, "What...where are you..."

   Sandy didn't dare to look; she just passively let the young teenager
lead her out of the church and into the bright afternoon sunlight.

   A minute later they were followed by the man on the other side of the
aisle.

   *

   There was a grassy slope behind the church leading down to a small river
and that was where he found them, partly covered behind a large oak tree.
He hunched down behind some bushes about fifty feet away staring in silent
amazement at the scene in front of him.

   The older woman was leaning back against the bark with closed eyes and
spread legs holding on to the teenagers shoulders as the young girl
relentlessly kept on...he couldn't think of another word than fucking and
that was what the blond was doing; she was fucking the woman with two
fingers and he could even hear the wet sound as the girl's fingers slid
back and forth between the woman's pussy lips.

   The blonde was holding her lover's ass tight with her left hand, keeping
her steady as she continued to pump her pussy rapidly.  The woman was as
beautiful and watching her being taken like this with her previously so
smart dress pushed up to above her full breasts, her bra undone and her
black panties stretching around her knees was so awesome.

   The girl had one of the woman's nipples in her mouth and she seemed to
know exactly what she was doing.  He was so hard now and with a quick
glance back towards the church her started to undo his pants.

   *

   She couldn't believe she was letting the girl do this but she was and it
felt so good.  The two fingers was moving so fast and was caressing just
the right places and she felt what seemed to be an immense climax start to
form deep inside her stomach.

   She had remembered Karen talk about an old friend from high school
called Melanie and also about Melanie's lovely daughter Melissa and she
started to fear that she would have a hard time explaining all this later
on.

   The girl had completely swept her off her feet and Sandy felt like a shy
little school girl being taken advantage of by the school's stud.  But she
was the grown up, probably twenty years older than Melissa and to let the
girl do this was so wrong...and so wonderful.

   Melissa had seemed dead set on doing this, pushing her up against the
tree while pulling down her panties with a quick yank.  Her dress had been
no match for the girl and neither had her bra and now she was being fucked
silly in public and there seemed to be nothing she could do about it.

   She had only cheated on her husband in her stories before and she
desperately tried to convince herself that this couldn't count either.  A
man would be another thing but she had an idea that Mark wouldn't
disapprove of this.  She had an idea that he would very much approve if
seeing what was going on.

   She opened her eyes meeting the girl's green ones again.  Her breathing
was so ragged and she was whimpering like a little puppy.  She could
clearly read in Melissa's eyes how much the girl enjoyed this, how much she
enjoyed being in control.

   "Aaah...ooh...fuck!  Your making me...cu..uh!...m..."

   Melissa immediately released her nipples and rose up on her toes. 
Before Sandy knew it the girl had invaded her mouth as well and the
sensuous eager tongue immediately pushed her over the edge.

   She shared her orgasm with Melissa moaning into her mouth as the
teenager finger fucked her through her climax.

   * "We better hurry back" the girl smiled pulling back from Sandy.

   Her stylish hair was still in place and so was her clothing and nothing
apart from her slick fingers and slightly flushed cheeks gave away what she
just had been up to.

   "I...ve got to...my clothes..." Sandy stuttered feeling so embarrassed
and exposed.

   The girl bit her lower lip and seemed to be thinking for a second.

   "Ok, see you at the reception" she then smiled and started to walk back
up the slope.

   *

   The man, now with an exposed hard-on, had abruptly stopped and pulled
back into the bushes.  He followed the girl's tight behind as she walked by
and his attention was back at the woman.  The teenager was such a babe but
she was also very young and the submissive way in which the older woman had
given in was making her so damned attractive.  Not to mention her breasts
and pussy.  And long legs.  And her sweaty skin.

   "What the fuck do I do" he mumbled as he almost absently started to
stroke his cock again.

   The woman was still leaning back against the tree seemingly trying to
regain her breath.  She seemed oblivious to her clothing, or lack of
clothing, and he tried to figure out for how long the ceremony would last.

   Would he have time to...and would the woman let him...

   He rose to his feet carefully zipping up his pants and moved forward.

   *

   She had calmed down enough to realize that she had put herself in such a
mess and now the panic was beginning to creep up on her.  Should she stay
or go back home and figure out an excuse why she hadn't attended the
wedding and why she hadn't called to say so?  But she had after all been
seen by at least a few people and...

   "You look like you could use a hand."

   "Oh no!" she blurted out and opened her eyes feeling the panic
completely take over.  The man was attractive, maybe ten years younger than
herself, but he was also holding his cock in his hand, slowly pulling the
fore skin back and forth over the head.

   "Oh god...sorry..." she mumbled with her eyes glued to his large hard
on.

   `God he's big" she dimly thought as she started to search for the clasps
of her bra.

   "...I'm not...I'm...married..." she mumbled watching him increase the
pace of his hand.

   She had never really seen a man masturbate live before and it looked so
hot.  The urge to reach forward to touch him was suddenly so overwhelming.
They stood like that for a few seconds with her frozen to the spot watching
him masturbate and then he let go of his cock quickly closing the gap
between them.

   No words were needed, he just spun her around and she realized the
inevitable with a mixture of lust and fear; he was going to take her from
behind; his cock was going to part her buttocks and penetrate her and she
would let him.  She would cheat on her husband and...

   "Aaah!" she gasped as two of his fingers entered her from behind.  He
was doing what the girl had been doing and she dizzily wondered if he had
seen them before.  He must have and his fingers felt so good.  So different
from the girl's and not as skillful but her aroused state did the trick.

   "You sure are wet enough.  Do you have protection?" he said from behind
in a low hoarse voice and she shivered when feeling his hot breath against
the back of her neck.

   He moved his free hand in under her armpit finding one of her breasts
and she again gasped when feeling his thumb press against her anus.

   "Mmmh...yes..." she mumbled and immediately felt the hand change
position and instead start to spread her buttocks.  She instinctively
spread her legs wider feeling the cock head press against her opening and
then her outer lips were parted.  She was so wet and ready and with one
powerful thrust he buried himself completely into her.

   "God, you're...so wet and...ungh...tight..." he mumbled as he begun to
fuck her.

   The situation with two small kids back home left little time for sex and
it seemed like ages since she and Mark had fucked...or at least since Mark
had taken her this way.

   Raising up and leaning back against him she tilted her head finding his
open mouth with her own.  He was holding her so tight with one hand
stimulating her breast and the other hand stimulating her clit and she
couldn't believe how far up inside of her he was.

   Completely consumed by lust she let the man control every part of her
body.  He temporarily let go of her quickly pulling off her dress and bra
before resuming the fucking with renewed force.  Sweaty all over and with
looks of her previously neatly arranged hair clinging to her cheeks and
only wearing her panties down by her knees she was being taken like never
before.

   They matched each other's orgasms perfectly and she felt his semen hit
her inner walls as the first violent contractions in her pussy started.

   *

   "I better go figure out a way to thank the little blonde for getting you
all hot and bothered" the man smiled as he zipped up his pants.

   "See you at the reception" he winked and started to walk back up the
slope.

   Chapter 2

   She watched the man leave with long strides, too overwhelmed and blown
away by what just had happened to move at first.  She had arrived at the
wedding of her friend's daughter only like twenty minutes ago desperate not
to be late and now she found herself outside practically naked and
increasingly desperate not to be spotted.

   She looked around but no one seemed to be in sight and quickly started
to fix herself up the best she could.  Her dress was clinging to her sweaty
skin and her nipples were burning but she still managed quite well and
pulling on her locks behind her head to tighten her pony tail she hurried
back up the slope.

   She got as far to the closest corner of the white building and then the
doors swung open.  Pulling back into the shadows she could see the bride
and groom coming hand in hand out into the open area in front of the church
followed by the many guests.

   They positioned themselves at the far end and got ready to receive
congratulations and wishes for happiness.  She spotted Melissa and her
mother but the girl had put on her sunglasses making it impossible for
Sandy to see if she was looking in her direction or not.

   The blond teenager was absolutely stunning and Sandy noticed quite a few
of the male guests checking her out but to let the girl do what she had
done...

   `My god' she whispered to herself as she followed the slender perfectly
formed legs while thinking back to the way the girl had taken her.

   It had been so unexpected and so not the way it was supposed to be but
that fact only made it so...unbelievably exciting.  The submissive feeling
coming over her when watching the girl felt so strange but also so damned
fantastic and she had an idea that she would very easily give in if the
girl made another pass at her.

   But the man...

   'Fuck, fuck, fuck' she whispered inwardly thinking about the hard cock
entering her.

   The hard cock filling her up so completely and then filling her vagina
with semen.  Thank god she had protection.  And he had kissed her.  Oh god,
the forceful way in which he had kissed her...and the way he had fucked
her...and the submissive way in which she had let him...."oh".

   She had slowly walked forward stopping in the back of the crowd and
filled with thoughts she hadn't noticed the man coming up behind her.  Now
his hands were on her buttocks, holding them in a tight grip.

   "No..." she weakly whimpered in a low voice, "no...pleased don't...I've
never done..."

   But she didn't dare to move or turn; she just stood like she was,
shivering as he began to pull her buttocks apart, opening her up again like
he had done before.  Doing this was so not her, so wild and so crazy and
she couldn't believe what was about to happen again.  But he couldn't
really, not out here.  Or could he?

   Now the congratulation-session was over and she distantly heard Karen
start to speak about directions and how to get to the reception.  She
thought for sure that he would stop but he just slowly kept on rubbing her
ass and letting out a low sigh she instinctively leaned back into him like
she had done before.

   She could feel the underside of his hard on against the crevice between
her buttocks and feeling her cheeks get warm she found herself longing for
him to enter her again.

   Suddenly his hands let go of her buttocks and instead moved to her hips.
Pulling her backwards he made it clear to her that he wanted to move and
she turned, turned on beyond belief, only to see his back as he headed back
into the church.  She stood like frozen, hesitating for a few seconds.

   `Leave...for fuck's sake!' she screamed to herself but instead she
started to walk towards where the man had disappeared unaware of the blond
teenager's eyes as the girl followed her every move.

   *

   "Come on, Melissa!  You sure have some explaining to do but we'll leave
that for later!"

   "Yeah right...Like you haven't done stuff like that yourself..." The
strong minded and very liberated 16-year-old mumbled.

   "What!"

   Melanie Cuthbert, a 41-year old very successful fashion designer had
after divorcing Melissa's father promised herself to enjoy sex fully and
every which way.  She had suppressed her bisexuality all through school and
her disastrous marriage and to finally be able to explore different things
had felt so liberating.

   But the consequences had been her daughter taking up the same lifestyle,
only more lesbian.  Melanie was kind of thankful for that but this, doing
it with that woman who although really beautiful were the same age as
herself; and at Sophie's wedding!  That was just too much.

   "You know very well what I mean" the girl teased winding her mother up
even more.

   "As I said" she replied in a tense voice, "we'll save that discussion
for later.  Come on!"

   *

   She had found him in one of the many empty church benches and now she
was sitting in his lap desperately watching a religious sculpture of some
sort with the man's mouth tightly wrapped around one of her achingly hard
nipples.

   No words had been needed this time either.  He had made her straddle him
and then he had quickly unzipped and unclasped her.  Now her dress was
pulled down to her waist and she couldn't believe that she was about to let
him do her again and this time inside the church!

   `I'm so fucking crazy' she thought feeling his hands spread her buttocks
wide apart as he continued his assault on her breast.

   She was supporting herself on the wooden back of the bench, to ashamed
to meet his eyes and too aroused to try and make him stop.  His fingers
were dangerously close to her anus opening, she had never really given that
kind of sex much thought before, but now she didn't know.  She didn't know
about anything anymore.

   She was normally so composed and...straight.  She had an idea that she
was pretty god in bed but up until now she had never really done anything
out of the ordinary.  Apart from her fantasies.  But that wasn't real...

   "Aaaah...please don't..." she whimpered feeling his fingertip slip into
her anus.

   `We're in a church for fuck's sake!' she screamed inside suddenly
feeling very vulnerable and exposed.

   She just hoped he would be done before anyone caught them.  He let go of
her nipples and taking hold of her dress he again pulled the useless outfit
over her head along with her bra leaving her with just her panties on.  She
was naked again and there was not really anything she could do about it.

   "Oh god..." she whispered as he suddenly moved, tightening his grip on
her buttocks before lifting her completely off the bench.

   She automatically took hold of his neck not to fall backwards and
shivered as his fingers pulled her panties to the side.  Her bared pussy
brushed past and all too familiar and very hard muscle and she realized
that he somehow must have opened his fly.

   She could feel his hot breath on her neck and then his tongue, tracing a
line up to her ear and over to the tip of her chin before moving upwards
and finally in between her slightly parted lips.  He was such a good kisser
but still this was so not her.

   "Aaah....oh....mmmph..."

   Even their joint moans seemed to fit together so well, accompanying
their tongues' continuous and gradually intensifying battle.  She just
prayed that no one would see them.

   *

   But someone was watching, watching carefully from the stands in the
shadows from the large organ.  The female priest had lingered behind
getting ready for the reception.  She was just about to pull off her
ceremonial dress when she thought she had heard someone from inside the
ceremonial hall.

   Coming out she hadn't believed her eyes when finding two of the guests
openly having sex.  But although not coming out she was secretly very drawn
to her own sex and seeing the attractive 30-something brunette gradually
losing her clothes had really turned her on.

   Her initial anger had soon turned into lust and now she was staring at
the woman's beautiful breasts as she was being positioned onto the back of
one of the church benches.  Together with the brunette she watched the man
get up on his knees on the bench between the woman's parted thighs as he
got ready to fuck her.

   Her name was Sophie Masterson, she was forty-nine and she had often,
although terribly ashamed, fantasized about doing something similar inside
the church.  But with a woman.  The girls coming to church on Sundays to
read for her were so pretty but also so young.

   She had by accident found a website with erotic stories and especially
one, a really long one about a French teacher and her students had really
gotten to her.  She had spent many nights reading, fingering herself to
numerous climaxes and now she suddenly found herself that something might
happen for real.

   And with the woman below.  But the man was there too and there was no
denying that he was about to fuck her.

   *

   The seat of the wooden bench was hurting her buttocks but she hardly
noticed.  She was staring at the man's cock as he slowly, holding it by the
root, guided it forward towards her pussy.

   Embarrassed she could see her own sex opening up like a flower and she
gasped when the hard head made contact with her wet soft pink flesh. 
Seeking out her mouth with his again he simultaneously began to explore her
mouth and her pussy letting his tongue sink into her while letting his
hard-on gradually fill her up.

   "Didn't thank the...mmmph....girl...." he grunted into her mouth now
completely buried inside of her.  Just couldn't get your sweet pussy and
face ...oooh...ut of my head..." he continued as his grip tightened around
her hips.

   "But why...aren't you like....married?..."

   He had started to move his hips pulling back a little to watch her face
as he began fucking her.  She suddenly found herself looking back drowning
into his brown eyes as she had drowned into the girl's green ones.

   "I...oooh..." she whimpered trying to figure out a sensible way to
reply.

   "...maybe you're just like me?...Horny and needing a good fuck..."

   "Oh god..." she whimpered and took hold of his neck almost forcefully
pulling him forward.  She desperately began kissing him feeling him fuck
her so good, so fantastic and so fucking hard.

   When he came, so did she and for the second time she felt him coat her
inner walls with his semen.

   *

   He was gone again, for the second time leaving her naked and...well
fucked.  She couldn't believe that she had given in so easily again but she
had and now she was about to meet both the man, `god I don't even know his
name' and the girl, Melissa again.

   She really should be going home instead but mixed in with her shame and
embarrassment was a strange kind of excitement and the urge to feel like
she had felt, so submissive and so unbelievably turned-on, again was
growing strong inside of her.

   "Are you...ok?"

   The low voice along with the soft touch by fingers on her shoulder made
her jerk violently.

   "Oh god no..." she began tilting her head and then she felt the hand
start to caress her bare skin.

   She caught a glimpse of feminine features and then her vision was
blurred by something white.  Soft lips were pressing against hers and even
though she already had had way too much of this she immediately felt her
nipples start to harden again.

   It wasn't until the hand joined by another found her heaving breasts
that she realized that it was a priest's collar she was watching.

   "Fucking..." she mumbled and then she stopped herself remembering were
she was.

   `It's the priest...'

   But it was again too late to stop.  The kissing felt so god and so did
the hands fondling her mounds in the most amazing way.  Then the mouth
disappeared and she looked down staring in silent amazement at the hands
moving over her sweaty skin.

   The other woman, Sandy hadn't even seen the ceremony, and had no idea
what she looked like, was behind her cheek to cheek with her.  The hands
looked so beautifully and the fact that the arms clearly were covered by
the priest's working clothes only heightened her excitement.

   "I'm sorry..." the low voice mumbled and then the hands stopped.  Sandy
could feel the hesitation but she didn't want it to end.  Not yet at least.

   "It's ok..." she found herself saying "...please fuck my...pussy..."

   And that was all the encouragement the priest needed.  The woman's right
hand slid past Sandy's stomach and onto her vulva, quickly parting her
pussy lips before sliding into her vagina.

   Resuming the fondling of her breast the woman began to fuck her so hard
and within seconds Sandy arched her back, pushing her pussy upwards to try
to get as much as possible of the fingers up into her as she rode her
fourth climax of the day.

   Chapter 3

   Sandy drove the short distance to the hotel where the reception was
supposed to be in a daze trying to sort out what actually had happened and
why.  The priest had left her climaxing, mumbling excuses and looking
really guilty but Sandy had hardly noticed.  It was like her whole being
had orgasmed.  All but the primal instinct for sexual pleasure had vanished
from her mind and it had somehow felt so liberating.

   But now sitting in the car dressed again she began to come to her normal
senses.  The two encounters with the girl and the woman were one thing,
could really be considered as late sexual experimentation, she tried to
convince herself, but the man.

   Twice he had taken her so hard, fucking her, kissing her, sucking on her
breasts, fingering her anus and filling her with his semen.  That was much
more serious but at least she had stayed passive, not stopping him but not
really actively taking part either.

   "Yeah, like that would make any difference..." she mumbled feeling her
cheeks get warm at the vivid memory of the incredible sense of
submissiveness that had taken hold of her.

   What she had really been was his little fuck toy.  The best thing to do
would be to drive back home and try to put it behind her but she had
decided to stay until tomorrow anyway.  For Karen's sake she had tried to
convince herself.

   But the other reason to stay was lingering in the back of her mind.  She
couldn't bring herself to admit it, but just the thought of being taken
again was making her nipples hard.

   *

   The hotel was more like a large old mansion, beautifully built in the
middle of a large park-like area and it took Sandy about three minutes to
get from the gate to the parking lot next to the main building.

   By then she had almost forgotten about her situation, overwhelmed by the
beauty and luxuriousness of the place and amazed that Karen and her husband
could afford something like that.  She was of course the last guest
arriving and quickly headed towards the entrance.

   A nice looking man in his early forties welcomed her in the lobby,
presenting himself as the hotel manager.  He had a very exotic accent which
she couldn't quite place asking her if she had had a good day so far and
then continuing to tell her about what was planned for the evening.

   She couldn't really face him and instead looked towards two large open
glass doors leading out into the back of the hotel.  She briefly wondered
how the manager would react if she had told him about the man, the girl and
the priest fucking her and immediately had to suppress a giggle bubbling up
inside of her.

   `I've had a nice day thank you, spent most of it naked being either
fucked, finger fucked or masturbated.  How was your day?' she heard her own
voice in her head say.

   "Here's the key to your room" the man smiled, "just put the gift on the
table in the reception hall and then you can join the others out on the
patio.  They're having drinks to begin with."

   "Shit, the gift!" she said out loud remembering that it still was in the
back of her car outside, "Be back in a second".

   She headed back out thinking about ways to explain to Karen why she
hadn't said hello during the wedding ceremony in the church.  The parking
lot was empty and she was thankful to get some time to compose herself
before meeting the others.

   She opened the back door of the station wagon and leaned forward to
reach the gift supporting herself on her right arm and then she felt hands
on her hips!

   "What..." she started as she was pushed forward and lifted up all the
way into the spacious back of the car.

   "God what an ass..." the familiar voice mumbled.

   `Irish...' it suddenly popped out in her dizzy head, "...he's Irish".

   Her initial reaction was to push him away but that awfully pacifying but
also so unbelievably exciting submissive state had immediately taken over
her body again.  She was now on all fours with her knees balancing on the
bumper, feeling his hands move in under her dress, searching for her
panties.

   With one quick jerk she had them down by her knees and then a cool
breeze tickled her pussy as he pushed her dress up to the small of her
back. His hands went back to her buttocks, pulling them wide apart.

   She was again letting an unknown man see her anus, pussy and buttocks
and it was all so crazy.  Only this morning she had kissed her husband
goodbye but it felt like ages ago and now all thoughts about being a
respectable wife and mother of two had vanished from her mind.

   Now all she could think about was the man's strong hands and his wet
tongue as he began licking her crevice.  She could feel his saliva drip
down onto her pink back door and then a finger pushed into her.

   Two more, it was probably his thumb up her ass, slipped in between her
already so wet pussy lips and immediately began to move back and forth
pulling her tender flesh along with them.  She couldn't help but to moan
and whimper, it felt so amazing, and without thinking she reached back
placing her hands on her buttocks to help him hold them apart.

   The rest of the wedding party was just on the other side of the
building, she could hear music and voices, and she had no idea where the
hotel staff was.  But the risk of being caught only helped make the
situation so much more arousing and exciting.

   He was really skilled holding her on the edge of climax with his fingers
as he unzipped her blue dress before gradually pushing it upwards, tracing
a line of wet kisses along her spine.

   "Do you have protection..." he whispered in her ear and a burst of anger
suddenly hit her.

   Same question as the other man.  They were doing her in the most primal
way...taking her like dogs in heat and at the same time they were being
responsible enough to ask her about protection.

   `A condom would work too..." she thought but she didn't say it out loud.

   "Just...aaah...fuck me...for fuck's sakes" she instead whimpered.

   *

   Two of the bridesmaids annoyed about not being allowed to drink
champagne had wondered of from the rest and were now hiding behind some
bushes staring in silent amazement at the scene over by the car.  Their
names were Valerie, the two years younger sister of the bride and Cassie, a
15-year-old red headed cousin to the bride.

   The man was undoing is pants and the two young teenagers couldn't wait
to see his cock.  They were wearing their pink dresses and looked very
young on the outside but their budding sexuality was roaming wildly on the
inside and this unexpected opportunity to get to see live sex had blown
both of them away.

   "Holy fuck..." Cassie whispered staring at the cock being released.  The
man had made the woman turn and removed her dress, panties and bra and she
was now sitting with her ass on the bumper, naked apart from her high
heels, leaning back and seemingly waiting for the man to come take her.

   *

   The sun felt so good on her skin and looking down over her heaving
breast, tense stomach and spread legs, she couldn't help but to feel very
vulnerable but also really hot.  There must be something about her turning
people on today and it felt really...awesome.

   The man had to kneel down a little and then his hard cock was in place,
spreading her wide as he slid forward.  He sought out her mouth with his,
sucking her tongue in between his lips as he began fucking her with steady,
powerful thrusts.

   She reached around him finding his tense buttocks and pulled him towards
her feeling his head touching her cervix each time he buried himself into
her.

   *

   Cassie's tanned neck and well shaped ear suddenly looked so incredibly
sexy and Valerie found herself glancing at her cousin beside her as much as
towards the couple fucking.  She knew Melissa and Sophie had been involved,
doing...girl stuff about a year ago but now Sophie was getting married and
Valerie had secretly hoped that the forward and confident Mellissa would
take an interest in her instead.

   But now the possibility to maybe...do something with the girl next to
her somehow seemed really appealing.  But she didn't dare to.  Not out
here.

   `Maybe later tonight' she thought biting her lips as she moved her eyes
back to the woman and the man in the back of the car.

   * He had lifted her up and turned her around without slipping out of her
and now it was him sitting on the bumper with her in his lap.  She was
riding him feverishly guided by his hands on her buttocks and she felt so
ashamed realizing that he really didn't have to guide her at all.

   She was moving all by herself, riding him hard towards her fifth climax
of the day.  He was sucking on one of her nipples and she held on tight
with both arms around his neck, just hoping that no one would catch them.

   Seconds later she felt the man tense and then his first load of semen
exploded up into her.  That pushed her over the edge as well and she
whimpered and moaned her way through yet another climax.

   Chapter 4

   Sandy had yet again being left naked and well fucked in public and she
wearily looked around gradually more and more aware of her dangerous
situation.  Sudden movements out of the corner of her eye made her jerk in
surprise and instinctively try to hide her naked body with her dress.

   Two girls, looking to be around fifteen were hesitantly approaching from
a gathering of bushes to her left.

   "Oh no...please no..." she mumbled not knowing what to do or what to
say.

   One of them was the bride's younger sister Valerie and she vaguely
remembered meeting the other one at a birthday party at Karen's.

   "That was awesome, Sandy" Valery, as perky and as blonde as her sister
said, smiling shyly towards her.

   She could feel the girl's eyes on her body and felt her cheeks get warm
when seeing the obvious excitement in Valerie's eyes.

   "You've got such an awesome body for and...old..." the girl continued
and immediately stopped when realizing what she was about to say.

   The two were now right in front of Sandy and Valerie tentatively reached
forward with an unsteady hand, hesitating before placing it on Sandy's
shoulder.

   "Valerie..." she began but it was no use.

   It just felt too good to have the girl caress her skin and she closed
her eyes, feeling Valerie's hand slowly start to slide down towards her
breasts.

   "Fucking hell...Valerie!  What are you doing?" the other girl, a red
head whispered, "She's your mother's friend for fuck's sake!"

   "...Don't care..." Valerie mumbled and Sandy could feel the girl's
breath tickle her lips.

   `Oh god...she's going to kiss me...' "Mmmmph!" she at first though then
gasped when feeling Valerie's lips on hers.

   She opened her eyes marveling at how good the girl's tight buttocks felt
as she sat down on one of her bare thighs.  Valerie wrapped her slender arm
around Sandy's neck holding on tight as the intensity of the kiss gradually
increased.

   Her other hand was working Sandy's breast in the most amazing way and it
all was so unreal and so fucking arousing.  Valerie was less than half her
age, `this is probably not even legal', sandy dimly though but she had
already been fucked by a sixteen year old girl today and to have Valerie in
her lap...

   "Touch me..." the girl suddenly said in a low voice pulling back a
little, "...touch me down there..."

   Sandy didn't have to be asked twice.

   "God Valerie...your nuts..." she distantly heard the other girl mumble
as she put her hand on the girls tight.

   `So soft and so firm...' she thought gradually moving her fingers up in
under the pretty bridesmaid's dress, `...I can't believe I'm doing this.

   Shifting slightly Valerie broke the kiss positioning her cheek to cheek
with Sandy.  They both now had a clear view of the girl's crotch and so did
the redhead staring like crazy at Sandy's fingers working their way towards
her goal.

   Valerie quickly rose up pushing the dress up around her waist and then
she sat down again with her white cotton panties bared.

   `Last chance to stop' Sandy thought as she like in a trance watched her
own fingers move.

   It was like she was watching from outside of her body but the cotton
fabric against her fingertips was really real and so was the girl's sparse
public hair in under it.  Valerie gasped as Sandy reached her slit, leaning
her head back against the much older woman's shoulder.

   Although they couldn't see both of them felt the fabulous penetration,
Valerie whimpering when being filled by two fingers and Sandy swallowing
hard when feeling the girl's tight vagina close around her two fingers.

   *

   Cassie couldn't believe what she was seeing.  She had no idea that
Valerie was into this and stared in amazement at the bulge in under her
cousins panties starting to move rhythmically.

   To watch the man and the woman fuck had been so arousing but this was so
much more kinky...so lesbian and she couldn't believe she was staying and
watching.  The sensible thing would have been to leave but now she found
herself aching to be touched herself.

   *

   Valerie was so tight, so amazingly warm and moist, and fucking her like
this was by far the most exciting thing Sandy had ever done.  She had been
passive during the other encounters but now she was the one doing the
fucking and it was so awesome.

   She really, really wanted the young girl to come good and she put all
her skills into it doing Valerie's sweet pussy the way she would have done
her own.  Soon the teenager was breathing hard, on and off whimpering and
then she tensed seeking out Sandy's lips as she exploded jerking and
shaking as her orgasm hit her.

   Chapter 5

   The two bridesmaids had quickly disappeared back around the building
leaving Sandy alone to once more try to compose herself and get her clothes
back on.  Her head seemed to be spinning constantly and she had no idea on
what to think anymore.

   She had actually masturbated Karen's youngest daughter and further more
it had felt fantastic.  The girl had been so fucking tight and responsive
and seeing the sweet sixteen year old come, knowing it was by her doing had
been so hot.  And seeing the other girl watch with rising excitement and
embarrassment showing on her face...

   "Holy Christ..." Sandy mumbled as she closed the back door of her car.

   Fucking in cars was something teenagers did and now, at thirty seven,
had done it as well...but not with her husband.  Senses of guilt were
lingering in the back of her mind but she couldn't deny the she had been
sexually satisfied like never before....and she had an idea that maybe it
wasn't over yet.

   Both then man, the manager, Melissa and also the two bridesmaids were in
there somewhere waiting for her.

   "Sandy!  There you are!"

   She jerked and turned when hearing Karen's familiar voice seeing her
long time friend along with the bride and the groom coming around the
corner.

   Karen looked as beautiful as ever, long legged with short blond hair and
Sophie simply took her breath away.  The fabulous wedding dress made the
eighteen year old look....all grown up and Sandy's eyes were automatically
drawn to the round mounds beautifully accentuated through the expensive
fabric.

   Beside them the groom was watching her with interest.  Sandy only knew
he was nine years older than Sophie and that his name was Richard.  The
engagement and everything else had happened so fast and she hadn't even had
the opportunity to meet him.  Now she also knew that he was really
handsome.

   `They will make a great pairing later tonight' she said to herself
suddenly picturing the two of them fuck.

   Feeling her cheeks get warm she gave first Karen a hug and then she took
Sophie by her shoulders.

   "Look at you" she smiled trying to act like a normal wedding guest but
when she moved forward to kiss the girl's left cheek she realized too late
that Sophie had gotten the same idea.

   The younger girl was also trying to kiss Sandy's left cheek resulting in
their lips briefly meeting instead.

   *

   "Oh!" Sophie softly gasped and looked down as she pulled back.

   Neither Karen nor Richard had a clue about Sophie's previous
explorations with Melissa but the blushing bride was still very much
bi-sexual and had during the last year developed an attraction towards her
mother's beautiful friend.

   Sandy seemed so confident, so worldly and so at ease with being a mother
and a wife and Sophie had often thought that that was the way she wanted to
end up in twenty years.

   *

   Sandy also jerked feeling a bolt of pleasure surging through her aroused
body at the soft touch.  Desperately trying to stay calm she turned towards
Richard taking his outstretched hand.

   "I'm Sandy" she said smiling "...and you better take good care of
her...otherwise you'll have to answer to me".

   Richard just smiled back illusively and the blue eyes seemed to be
seeing right through her.

   The four of them stood talking for a while with Sandy trying to give a
believable explanation to the last couple of hours.  Then Karen led the way
inside showing her were to put her gift before announcing that it was time
to sit down for the reception.

   Sandy's eyes feel on her overnight bag, still by the reception were she
had put it down before going outside again earlier.

   "Just going to pop up to my room to get rid of my bag" she said feeling
an overwhelming need to freshen up.

   "Hurry back..." Richard smiled, "...wouldn't want my friend Sean to have
to wait for his dinner partner."

   *

   She quickly headed up the stairs towards the third floor where her room
was and nearly made it.

   "There you are" someone said close behind her and then she had a hand on
each hip.

   The feminine voice was clearly excited but she couldn't get herself to
turn around to face the young girl that had fucked her so fabulously
outside the church before.

   Melissa didn't hesitate a second; she just pulled Sandy's dress up over
her buttocks holding it in place with one hand while pushing her panties to
the side with the other.  Her pussy was yet again bared for the girl and
she gasped as two fingers parted her tender, sensitive pussy lips.

   "You really like this, don't you?" the girl whispered pressing her young
tight body against Sandy's back as she began to fuck her.

   "Aaah...mmmph...." Sandy panted.

   It was so fantastic, it felt so good to be taken in this unbelievable
way but at the same time she couldn't believe she was letting it happen
again.  They were on the stairs of the hotel and anyone could walk in on
them at anytime.  But it seemed like Melissa intended to be quick this
time.

   After about two minutes the girl temporarily stopped making Sandy get
down on hands and knees.  Her dressed was pushed all the way up in under
her armpits and then Melissa quickly and skillfully removed her panties.

   With spread legs and her flushed face against the carpet covering the
stairs she whimpered as the teenager started to fuck her doggy style with
two slick fingers, pulling her ass cheeks apart with her other hand.

   The wet sound they were making was soon accompanied with the girl's wet
tongue against her anus.  The girl eagerly coated it with saliva before
slipping the tip inside and there was no way Sandy could hold back.

   Her whole body tensed to receive the impending climax the girl was about
to give her and then suddenly the stimulation stopped.

   "Oh no...please..." she whimpered looking over her shoulder in time to
see Melissa rise to her feet.

   "Just thought I'd get an appetizer before dinner..." the mischievous
girl smiled licking her lips and to her fright Sandy saw her panties
disappear into the girl's small hand bag.

   "Better to not have them on don't you think" Melissa smiled winking her
eye and then she was gone.

   Sandy dazed and amazed and aroused beyond belief almost staggered the
rest of the way to her room.  She briefly thought about putting on a new
pair of panties but not having any somehow felt just right.

   Then she thought about masturbating to relieve the sexual feelings
roaming inside of her.  But she didn't want to be late again and instead
she headed back out barely noticing the very luxurious room she had gotten.

   But when she passed the rest rooms it finally became too much for her.
It was unlikely that something would happen during the dinner and after
hesitating for a second she decided slip into the ladies room to
masturbate.

   Thankfully enough it seemed empty and she headed for the stall over in
the far corner feeling so ready to come.  Suddenly a low groan, making her
stop dead in her tracks, came from the stall next to the one she had been
aiming for.  The door was slightly ajar and at first she thought her mind
had been playing tricks on her.

   "Aaah...."

   Someone was definitely inside and her immediate disappointment quickly
turned to concern.  Was the woman hurt?

   "Oh, fuck..." The hard breathing voice was barely audible and it
suddenly struck her that although kind of whimpering it was quite deep and
dark...to dark for a woman...

   `What is this' she nervously thought unable to resist pushing the door
open.

   *

   Brian, the 49 year old uncle of the groom had earlier, when coming back
from his room walked by a window towards the spacious parking lot of the
hotel.  It had been slightly ajar and the whimpering sound coming from
outside had caught his interest.

   He hadn't believed his eyes when looking outside and he had immediately
become rock hard.  The unbelievable scene with one of the bridesmaids
sitting in a naked auburn haired woman's lap moaning and whimpering with
spread legs with the woman's hand moving in under her stretched panties had
been like something out of an adult movie and it had totally blown his
mind.

   Another bridesmaid was watching and it was so fucking hot and
unexpected. Brian, although quite fit and attractive, had never settled
down with a family and his initial thought had been about how awesome it
had been to go outside and join them.  But then he had recognized the girl
as the bride's younger sister, his nephew's sister in law and his sensible
self had told him to not do anything stupid.

   Over the last twenty minutes he had tried to calm down but the images
were burnt into his memory and his hard-on just seemed to get harder and
harder.  Finally he had decided to go to the restroom to masturbate and too
excited to notice he had walked into the ladies room and forgot all about
looking the door to the stall.

   Now he was sitting with his pants and boxers by his ankles, masturbating
furiously when the door suddenly pushed open.

   *

   "Oh!  Sorry..." they both said simultaneously.

   The man was older than her, maybe nearer to fifty, but all she could
focus on was his cock, slick with pre cum and so hard and big between his
legs.  His balls seemed so perfectly formed and his hand looked so good
encircling the shaft.  He had stopped and she could sense his guilt but she
was again watching a man masturbate and she was overwhelmed by how much she
wanted him to continue.

   "It's you..." he mumbled and she had no idea what he meant.

   "Please...go on..." she mumbled back looking at the beautiful cock as
the hand slowly resumed its movements.

   "Mmmmh..." he sighed as he began masturbating again sliding forward
slightly with his buttocks as if to give her a better view.

   Soon he had picked up the pace and Sandy, aching with longing to watch
him come, suddenly realized that there really was only one way to go. 
Avoiding his eyes she unzipped her dress, quickly pulling it over her head.

   Only wearing high heels and her bra she then quickly moved forward,
straddling his lap.  It was abundantly obvious what she needed and taking
hold of his shoulders for support she felt a hand on her buttocks steadying
her as he brought her downwards towards his manhood.

   "Aaaah..." she gasped as he entered her and then the man's other hand
was on her other buttock.

   Pressing hard he immediately brought her down all the way filling her up
completely and almost making her come on the spot.  They both needed it so
bad.  No words were said and none were needed.

   She begun to ride him feverishly and the hard fucking almost immediately
resulted in both of them coming, him shooting load after load of cum up
into her and her whole body spasming when like the zillionth orgasm of the
day struck her.

   Without thinking she sought out his mouth kissing him deeply while her
climax slowly subsided.

   "I don't...why..." the man started.

   "Please don't talk..." she whispered almost pleadingly.

   They had broken the kiss but she was still sitting in his lap feeling
him slowly become softer and softer.  She braced herself and then she rose
up whimpering when feeling him slide back out.

   "I don't usually...do this..." she stuttered as she started to put her
dress back on.

   He was sitting on the seat watching her with an unreadable expression
and she stopped talking lost for words.  Zipping herself up she hesitated a
second and then she bent forward kissing him on the cheek before hurrying
back out.

   Chapter 6

   The spacious dinner hall was full of guest busy talking and getting to
know each other.  A live band was playing and the groom and bride looked
absolutely fabulous sitting in the middle of it all with a portal of
flowers above them.

   Sandy, feeling so embarrassed yet again was concentrating on not bumping
into someone as she made her way towards her place and it wasn't until she
was almost there that she realized who her dinner partner was.

   "I fucking don't believe it..." she mumbled feeling her cheeks get warm.

   The man, the twenty-something dark-haired man with those intense brown
eyes who already had fucked her twice today was waiting for her watching
her with an unreadable expression.

   `Now I know his name anyway' she dimly thought avoiding eye contact as
he got up to pull out her chair.

   `Oh god...what do I do now' she desperately thought while mumbling
"thank you".

   "Hello, I'm Erica" a pleasant looking blonde woman in her mid twenties
sitting opposite her said and then she felt Sean's hand on her thigh.

   The man on her other side was deeply engaged in conversation with the
woman next to him and was thankfully enough turned away from Sandy's lap.
But he could turn back at any time and for Sean to do this was to fucking
crazy.

   But he was too quick for her to have time to protest and the fact that
she wasn't wearing any panties didn't exactly help.  He turned towards the
woman to his left asking her something while simultaneously parting sandy's
pussylips in under her dress with two fingers.

   Looking down she saw that her pussy was in view again but most of it was
covered by Sean's hand.  His fingers felt fantastic and she couldn't help
but to gasp softly.  Looking back up she met Erica's blue eyes and she
immediately saw that the woman knew what was going on.

   Erica's cheeks had changed into a slight shade of red and her facial
expression showed a mixture of excitement and surprise.  Sean was
relentless finger fucking her real hard now and holding the blonde woman's
eyes Sandy let herself be lead towards yet another climax.

   She took hold of the armrests of her chair, desperately trying to sit
still as she bit her lower lip not to moan out loud.  The come was so good;
so fucking awesome and to have Erica's eyes on her, now not surprised
anymore but very excited, felt fantastic.

   It felt so unbelievable good to have someone watch and she realized that
she was much more of an exhibitionist than she would have thought.

   "Just going to show you something" Sean then said, pulling his fingers
back out and instead taking her by the hand.

   Without waiting for a replay he led her back out of the dinner hall and
they hadn't even begun with their starters.

   *

   After taking a quick look around Erica decided to follow the two.  What
the man had done to the woman in under the table had made her so incredibly
aroused and she couldn't believe that no one else had noticed.

   *

   There was a door saying storage room just outside the dinner hall and
that's where he took her to take her for the third time today.

   "Take off your dress" he said as he removed his jacket and started to
unbuckle his pants.

   She did as told shivering and feeling Goosebumps form on her skin due to
the fabulous now very familiar submissive feeling that yet again had taken
over her body.  Without even thinking she also removed her bra, leaving her
with just her high heels on.

   He moved forward and she could feel his hard on against her stomach as
her sought out her mouth.  The kiss was so intense it was unreal and his
hands on her buttocks felt so good.  Whimpering into his mouth she felt his
cock against her opening probing for a few second before finding its way
into her.

   She was lifted up onto a table behind her and then the man, Sean, ten
years young than herself started to fuck her rapidly.  His cock soon became
coated with her juices as it effortlessly slid back and forth into her and
looking down between their bodies watching it connect their crotches was
such a thrill.

   All thoughts of being a responsible mother and wife had vanished from
her mind.  The only thing that seemed to matter was to try and receive as
much of his cock as possible up into her.  He momentarily pulled out of her
and then he lifted her back into a standing position, quickly spinning her
around.

   She felt his hand on the small of her back and then she was made to bend
over.  His cock slid back in-between her legs and she spread them wide
moaning as he entered her once more.  The violent thrust made her stumbled
forward and simultaneously the door opened.  She was pushed right into the
arms of the woman on the other side of the table, Erica.

   The whole situation was getting way out of hand but she seemed to have
completely last all control of her own actions.  She was too far gone to be
able to make Sean stop and she just held on tight to the woman, breathing
hard and whimpering like a puppy as she was being fucked towards yet
another climax.

   Suddenly she felt hands, feminine hands, on her cheeks and then she
found herself looking into Erica's eyes.

   "You're so fucking crazy" the blonde whispered and then she tilted her
head slightly, finding Sandy's lips with her own.

   Kissing Erica deeply she felt Sean shoot his come up into her for the
third time and when Erica reached forward, finding her clit with two
fingers she also came.

   Chapter 7

   Sandy had no idea how she made it through the dinner sitting with Sean
beside her and Erica facing her but she did.  Together they listened to all
kinds of speeches and toasts for the happy couple and all Sandy could think
of was if she was going to get laid again.

   She was pretty sure she was but not by whom.  This day had turned out in
a way she never would have expected, even in her wildest dreams.  She had
no idea that she got off this way when being dominated and her
exhibitionist side was really reaching new heights.

   She had once, in the beginning of her relationship with Mark, made love
in the garden of the summerhouse belonging to Mark's parents but that had
been it.  Now she had done it outside a church, inside the church, in a
parking lot, in the hallway of the hotel, in a public restroom and in a
storage room.

   Not to mention being masturbated in the large dining hall.  She had no
idea where it would end.  She just knew that she didn't have the guts to
say no.  And although she didn't want to admit it to herself she really
didn't want to say no either.

   It would be disastrous if Mark got to know about all this, but at the
moment only now mattered.

   She was surprised at how jealous she felt when the dancing started and
Sean asked Erica to dance instead of her.  With burning cheeks she headed
out towards the large patio leading out into the garden.

   Everyone else seemed to be inside and she sat down by one of the tables
shivering a little in the cool evening air as she tried to put her thoughts
together.  She had had sex with three different men and also with three
different women.  Six in all and she really started to feel ashamed about
what had happened.

   She couldn't believe that she had let it go this far and she couldn't
believe her own actions...and reactions.  As hard as it was to admit there
was no denying that she had come like never before and that the danger of
being caught was really getting her off.  And off she had gotten in the
most amazing way...

   "Click."

   The cool metal around her wrist made her jerk and turn.  She had been
too lost in thoughts to see Melissa coming up behind her and before she
could say anything she felt the girls fingers on her other wrist pulling it
into position before slipping the handcuffs around one of the bars of the
railing.

   "God...no..." she tried pulling her hands back in vain.

   "Click."

   .She was stuck and she could very well guess the intentions of the bold
teenager.

   "No way to go now, baby" Melissa mumbled and Sandy found the panic
rising up inside of her.

   She had already been taken by the girl twice but she had at least been
able to put her clothes back on by herself.  Now she was completely stuck
and with no choice what so ever but to go along with the girl's every whim.

   She felt Melissa's arms slide forward in under her armpits and then the
teenager's hands closed over her breasts.  Gasping she couldn't help but to
lean back and tilt her head suddenly desperate to feel the girl's luscious
lips on hers.

   But instead Melissa, smiling mischievously, released her right breast
before moving her fingers to Sandy's mouth.  Instead of a tongue she found
herself sucking on two fingers.  With slow rhythmic motions the girl began
to move her hand gradually increasing the pace.  Melissa was like...fucking
her mouth and it was arousing beyond belief.

   So surreal and so incredibly hot but then with a sudden jerk her chair
was pulled back from under her and she had to struggle to regain her
balance.  The hand-cuffs were making her bend forward and she was in
perfect position for the girl's well lubricated fingers.

   Her dress was yet again unzipped and pushed upwards and she moaned
almost stumbling forward as she was forcefully penetrated.  No slow pace
now just relentless fucking and the friction the quickly moving fingers
created inside her vagina was just awesome.

   She could feel Melissa's mouth on her anus alternating between licking
her pink back door and wetting it with saliva and the ecstasy forming
inside of her was almost too much to bear.  Her dress was pushed all the
way over her head and her sight was suddenly blocked.

   The girl had hardly said anything but her actions spoke for themselves.
Sandy's bra was undone and with her breasts bouncing freely she was
relentlessly fucked until she could do nothing but come.

   "God luck now, honey" she heard Melissa's voice low and excited.

   At first Sandy didn't grasp what the girl meant but then her dress and
bra were pulled down over her arms giving her vision back but at the same
time restraining her completely.  Before she could protest she was patted
on her buttock and then left naked desperately trying to catch her breath.

   "Come on..." she whimpered "...please".

   But the naughty teenager was gone leaving the keys to the cuffs on the
table just out of reach for her.  She could hear music from inside and
could only hope that the next one coming out on the patio would be one of
the guests that had taken her already.  The cool air was caressing her
sweaty skin and after about a minute she started to shiver a little.

   She had never felt so lost in her life, so completely humiliated but
still she couldn't bring herself to become angry with Melissa.  The girl
had started all this and there really seemed to be no end to it.

   The movements out of the corner of her eye made her jerk and look back
over her shoulder.

   "You got to be kidding me..."

   It was Cassie, the redheaded bridesmaid from before and Sandy
automatically let out a sigh of relief.  This must seem so weird to the
girl but she had at least seen her naked before and of all the guests this
was about the best...or least worst that could happen.

   "Could you...release me..." she almost whispered with a voice not quite
holding up.

   The girl had stopped about three feet behind her and was biting her
lower lips seemingly thinking about what to do next.  Sandy could hardly
make out her shadowed features and just hoped that she would help her.

   "Sure" Cassie then said as she began to move not towards the table but
towards Sandy's buttocks.

   "No...please...don't..."

   She could feel the girl's thighs against her naked ass and the two hands
tenderly caressing her hips felt so good.

   "We can't...I don't want to...aaah..." she panted as Cassie's started to
kiss her between her shoulder blades.

   The girl's hands began to wonder, sliding upwards along her ribcage and
temporarily stopping in under her armpits before moving forwards towards
her freely hanging breasts.

   "Kiss me" Cassie whispered behind her and suddenly that was all Sandy
could think of.

   She turned her head and opened her mouth immediately receiving an eager
teenage tongue.  They stood like this for a few minutes, making out like
crazy while the young bridesmaid enthusiastically fondled her breasts in
the most amazing way.

   Her nipples were so hard, so unbelievably hard but only one of the
girl's hands was working them now.  The other one had slid down over her
stomach and in between her legs searching for her soaking wet opening.

   "Oh yeah.." Cassie mumbled into her mouth as Sandy's pussylips closed
around her fingers.

   "...can't believe I'm doing another gir...woman..." the teenager
continued almost to herself as she began moving her arm.

   Back and forth her fingers went fucking Sandy in the most amazing way
and she could feel the very familiar feeling of a climax forming inside her
stomach.

   "I'm.....oh...yes..." she mumbled unsure of what to say or why she even
tried to speak.

   All that mattered was the girl and her fingers and she started to move
her hips meeting each fabulous thrust to try and get the fingers as far as
possible up inside of her.  Completely consumed by lust she exploded,
feeling every muscle of her body tensed as she moaned out her orgasm into
the girl's mouth.

   *

   "What's like...up with all the sex?" the young redhead asked in a low
voice.

   The music from the inside was loud but incredible enough no one else had
shown up.  The young girl was standing next to her holding her hand almost
tenderly against the small of Sandy's back.

   She was sweaty all over, her pussy was so oversensitive and her nipples
still so hard.  But this wouldn't do.  She couldn't stay like this, naked
and cuffed to the railings.

   "Could you please help me unlock the...cuffs?"

   Saying it out loud sounded so weird and naughty.

   "But why?...all this fucking at Sophie's wedding?  Aren't you afraid to
get caught?"

   Of course she was afraid, frightened beyond belief but how could she
ever explain to the young girl what that overwhelming feeling of
submissiveness was doing to her?

   "Just help me please..." she whispered unable to look into the girl's
eyes.

   Thankfully enough Cassie reached for the key and then she took hold of
Sandy's wrist fidgeting a little before managing to open the cuff.

   "Thank god..."

   "...there you are..." the familiar voice suddenly came from behind her
and then male hands were on her hips.

   She was spun around finding herself looking straight into Sean's intense
dark eyes.  He had appeared out of nowhere and so had Erica.  She was
standing behind him watching as he took hold of Sandy's waist lifting her
up onto the table in one fluid motion.

   Her hands were raised above her head and then she was eased backwards
until she felt the hard surface against her shoulder blades.  She really
should fight back but the bulge in his pants was so big and her pussy was
rapidly moistening again.

   She heard the same click as before and then she was stuck with her arms
again attached to the railing.  Out of the corner of her eyes she saw Erica
move behind Cassie.  The teenager seemed frozen to the spot, switching
between watching Sandy's body and Sean's crotch as he started to unbuckle
his belt.

   Erica's hands closed over Cassie's two firm cup cake breasts and then
Sandy's attention were drawn to Sean's hard-on jutting a little as it was
released from his boxers.  He pulled her towards him until her naked ass
was in perfect position, right on the edge of the table.

   Draping her legs up onto his strong shoulders he took her buttocks in a
firm grip and she gasped as his cock brushed passed her engorged clit.  She
was in no position to really see him enter her and instead she looked
sideways watching Erica and Cassie start to kiss while whimpering as Sean's
cock slid into her.

   He was holding her so tight filling her up in the most amazing way as he
began to fuck her.  She could feel his balls slap against her ass each time
he pushed forward and she started to arch her back meeting his every
thrust.

   Cassie's pink bridesmaid's dress had been pushed up and Erica's hand was
inside the young girl's panties moving fast as they continued to kiss. 
`She really must be into girls' she dimly thought remembering the way Erica
had kissed her and rubbed her clit in the storage room earlier.

   Then she felt Sean's hands first fondling her breasts and then moving to
her cheeks.  She was made to look up into his handsome face as he leaned in
watching her for a few seconds before shoving his tongue into her mouth.

   She wrapped her legs around his back pushing him even further up into
her and just let go.  He shot his load up into her for the fourth time and
she came and came and came accompanied by Cassie's weak moans as the girl
came along with her.

   Chapter 8

   The three of them had disappeared somewhere inside thankfully enough
releasing Sandy before leaving and she hastily put her clothes back on
again anxious to get back inside with the other guests.

   The large dining hall had been converted into a regular disco and the
free liqueur had had its effect.  She could see people kissing openly and
had an idea that she wouldn't be the only one fucking tonight.

   Looking for her previous lovers, both male and female was a really bad
idea but she couldn't help herself.  She spotted Melissa and Valerie
standing in a corner talking with faces close together but felt a hand on
her shoulder before she had time to join them.  It was Sophie, the bride,
and by the looks of it she also had had quite a lot to drink.

   "Sandy, oh Sandy..." she slurred encircling Sandy's neck with her bare
arms.

   Her designer wedding gown was figure made accentuating her teenage body
very well and along with the gorgeous arrangement with flower and a veil in
her hair she looked absolutely stunning.

   "Oh Sandy" the girl repeated pressing her smaller breasts into Sandy's
bigger ones.

   `What now' Sandy thought looking around for the groom.

   But he was on the dance floor with quite a few girls around him
seemingly fully occupied.

   "Yes, Sophie?" she tried putting her mouth close to the girl's ear.

   The urge to kiss Sophie was suddenly so strong but she couldn't could
she?  The blonde bride repeated `oh Sandy' one more time and then her lips
moved close to Sandy's ear on the other side.

   "You're so fucking..." Sophie began, "...so fucking...hot..."

   "What?"

   Sandy couldn't believe her ears.

   "So hot!..." Sophie almost screamed, "...I've always wanted to...just
got to..."

   Suddenly she had Sophie's tongue in her ear, just for a few seconds but
it was enough.  Getting goose bumps all over she felt her well used pussy
tingle and she couldn't help but to put her arms around Sophie's waist.

   "Sophie..." she whimpered making a weak effort to push the girl away.

   But Sophie had made up her mind.

   "I want to...just once before I'm married...please let me fuck you..."

   "What?  Sophie...we can't...It's your wedding..."

   "Please..." the girl was so damned pretty "...let's go up to your
room..."

   Looking around Sandy could see no sign of anyone noticing them.  She
hesitated for a few seconds.

   "Ok" she then said unsure whether her legs would hold her upright or
not.

   "You go first..." Sophie whispered as she let Sandy go.

   `I can't believe this' the thirty seven year old mother of two dimly
thought, to occupied with what was about to take place to notice Melissa
moving up behind her.

   "She likes using this" the girl whispered in her ear making her jerk and
then she felt a hard but at the same time kind of soft surface against her
palm.

   She automatically looked down gasping as she realized what it was.  A
large very authentic looking rubber cock with a kind of harness neatly
folded attached to it.

   "Holy fuck..." she started desperately trying to cover it up in her
hand. Melissa was gone again and Sandy hastily left the other guest heading
towards the stairs.

   *

   She had positioned herself in a comfortable chair facing the door and
was anxiously waiting for Sophie feeling so aroused and ashamed, so horny
and so fucking out of place.  She made a feeble attempt to count how many
people who had had her today and how many orgasms she had had but gave up
just in time for the door to open.

   Sophie walked in looking fantastic in the dim lights and stopped about
three feet in front of Sandy.

   "Oh god, Sandy..." the girl mumbled in an unsteady voice, "...you
wouldn't believe how I've dreamt of this..."

   "Oh....ok" Sandy replied feeling incredibly stupid.

   "Let your fingers work a little...do yourself for me..."

   The girl still looked absolutely adorable but the tone in her voice had
a new edge to it as if she was used to get what she wanted.  Sandy had been
afraid that she would have to take the initiative but seeing this new side
of Sophie was kind of a relief.

   And the possibility of maybe being dominated again sent shivers down her
spine.  The suggestion was a really horny idea.  Crazy and naughty and
really wrong but her lust was taking over again.

   "Now?" she asked having no idea why.  `When else you stupid fuck?' she
nervously said to herself as she slowly began to move her hands.

   Sophie looked on with an unreadable expression.

   "God I'm so aroused right now...You're delicious, Sandy.  I'd love to
eat your hot little pussy.  Tell me what those fingers are doing..."

   Sandy's right hand reached her pussy on top of her dress slowly starting
to rub it.

   "I'm...oh god...caressing myself on top of my dress..." she mumbled
breathing unsteadily.

   "Sounds lovely...you look so cute with your lovely brown hair like that.
Stick out your chest and show your sexy breasts through your dress.  Give
them a little pinch so they stand out."

   Sophie was staring at her breasts and she couldn't help but to do as
told, arching her back and finding the two hard buds with her fingers,
gasping as she simultaneously pinched both of them through her bra.

   She started to fondle them marveling over how good it felt.  But it
would be even better if she was naked.  Giving Sophie a shy look she
scooted forward and took hold of the hemline of her dress.

   With one fluid motion she pulled it up above breasts.  Looking down she
realized that her panties were still gone but that was the general idea
wasn't it?  She slid her hand back down over her stomach, moaning as she
pushed her long finger inside.

   She just loved the way looking down over her heaving breasts and naked
body made her feel.  It looked so good and she was already all wet.

   "Get the bra off as well.  God you look soaking wet" the young bride
mumbled.  "Do you want me to go down on you?"

   Again sandy did as told quickly removing both her dress and bra.  Naked
apart from her high heels she sank back into the chair spreading her legs
for the girl half her age.

   Pinching my nipples again she watched Sophie moving over to the bed were
the strap-on was.  The girl hiked her wedding gown up to her waist
revealing a pair of expensive looking white lace panties and stepped into
the harness with seemingly well practiced movements.

   Tightening them she moved back to Sandy looking so incredibly weird but
also so fucking hot with the artificial cock firmly attached to her crotch.
Sandy was masturbating feverishly now letting her hands roam freely and it
was obviously having an effect on Sophie.

   "Oh feel you pussy honey, feel your breasts, feel you asshole, love it.
Nothing else matters, you're making me so horny.  I love you baby" the
blonde teenager rambled on.

   She moved her hand to her mouth letting her saliva drip down into her
palm before starting to coat her strap on with it.

   Sandy felt fantastic, all naked and sweaty.  Her right hand was working
hard on her pussy and now she moved her left to between her buttocks,
searching for the opening.  Slowly inserting the tip of her finger she
began penetrating her ass.

   "Oh yes that's so fucking hot" Sophie whispered as she move in between
Sandy's legs

   "Smear some of you pussy juice on my cock...Your ass look so fucking
tight..."

   "No....not my ass never done that....." she for some reason panted
fucking herself so hard now.

   She wasn't sure if she could hold back much longer.  She reached out
taking hold of Sophie's dildo and then she guided it into position.  She
needed to get off so bad.

   Slowly Sophie pushed her hips forward penetrating her and she eagerly
reached around with her hands helping the girl by pressing on the two very
firm and round buttocks.

   "Oh honey...your pussy..." Sophie mumbled not stopping until the dildo
was all the way inside.

   Then the lovely bride rapidly started pumping her, fondling her tits
while kissing her in the most amazing way.

   "Fuck...you pumping me shit your cock..." Sandy moaned "...ooooh
coming......"

   *

   Thirty minutes later Sandy lay alone in her bed, naked.  She had been
fucked silly by her best friend's daughter and it seemed like a natural end
to this crazy day.

   Five seconds later she was fast asleep exhausted like never before.

   THE END

   Thanks to one of my favorite readers for inspiring me to write this. 
Love Sandy