At last the day came for Kasey’s wedding. We hadn’t been sure if we’d be able to go, Erica and I, with Erica being a day past her due date for our baby. We’d both been convinced baby would arrive early, but it was still hanging on in there. We’d hoped, to be fair, that baby would wait long enough to allow us to go to the wedding. Erica had always been close to Kasey and since her fiancée had finally proposed after nearly 10 years, Erica had been so excited to go to her wedding. I was looking forward to it as well of course. I’d only seen Kasey a couple of times since mine and Erica’s wedding night, when Kasey had been part of the surprise Erica had given me in our bedroom that night. Thank goodness her fiancée hadn’t been able to get time off work that day and they lived too far away to make it for the evening!
There would be no repeat of that tonight of course. Kasey would of course be spending the night with her new husband, and with Erica ready to burst and tiring very easily, we’d be leaving early.
The day was lovely. Erica and I sat of the back of the church, just in case, while the rest of her family sat further forward. Of course, this meant that we were among the first to see Kasey as she came up the aisle. She looked truly stunning, her hair not dissimilar to Erica’s at our wedding, but in a flowing, plain gown. She must have had tall heels on, as she was usually exceptionally short, but today seemed only a bit shorter than Erica’s average height. She was still dwarfed by her husband of course, who is particularly tall at well over 6 foot. I couldn’t help daydreaming about my own wedding night, with Erica, her younger sister Alice and the new bride Kasey while the ceremony was going on.
Alice was looking fantastic today as well, wearing a patterned green dress which accentuated her breasts and was also showing a healthy amount of leg, with her ginger hair done long and straight today.
The Reception was also gorgeous, with all sorts of canapes and live music in a stunning venue. Luckily the weather held as well, which had been a worry as the day prior had seen torrential rain.
We sat with Erica’s family for the meal, her parents, her brother Alan and her sister Alice and her new boyfriend, Brad. I can’t say I was a massive fan of Brad, and from what Alice had been saying to Erica we felt it probably wouldn’t last much longer, but we all chatted pleasantly to each other. Erica and I weren’t drinking, as I would be driving home and of course Erica was pregnant, but the rest of the table were. Erica’s family were making the most of the free wine during the meal, and Alice especially, sat beside me, was quickly getting very tipsy as the waitress never allowed her glass to empty.
Erica’s mum and Alice both steadily got louder as the drinks went down through the meal, and Alice had to be laughingly shushed a couple of times during the meal. She took this a quite well at first from myself and Erica who made a joke of it, until Brad made the mistake of getting annoyed and telling her to, “Shut up.” I just about managed to persuade her not to yell at him during the speeches, but anger was clearly bubbling just below the surface. Immediately after the speeches, Erica asked Alice to accompany her to the toilets to calm her down. Brad wasn’t exactly flavour of the month with the family, and soon went to prop up the bar as we all moved to a table in the room set out for the evening.
I watched Brad for a few minutes while I chatted idly with Alan about football. He knocked back two drinks in under three minutes. Clearly this was going to be a bad evening for him. I couldn’t imagine the family being too impressed with him getting absolutely legless very early on, and from the look Alice shot him as she and Erica returned to the table after about ten minutes (and a third drink for Brad), he wasn’t going to last much longer as Alice’s boyfriend.
Erica sat next to me, with Alice on the other side of her, clearly smouldering. My wife leaned in to whisper to me. “I think you should look after my sister tonight,” she suggested. “You know, dance with her, help her have a good night despite that idiot.”
I nodded and smiled at my wife. She had already said she wouldn’t be dancing tonight as her stomach was uncomfortable, so I’d been expecting to sit at the table for a couple of hours and then set off home early.
I stood and rounded my wife, and offered Alice my hand. “Want to dance?” I asked.
She looked at me, surprised, but then smiled happily. “Yeah, I’d love a dance.”
We joined the other guests on the dance floor and danced for a while. All innocent of course. No grinding or anything… she is my wife’s sister of course and the rest of their family was all around us! I’m not a good dancer but I don’t mind. A bit of enthusiasm goes a long way! Alice had a lot more rhythm so at least I had someone to copy. The main thing was that it brought a smile back to Alice’s face and I could tell she’d started to enjoy herself again.
Before too long the bride and groom arrived to cut the cake and enjoy their first dance. Alice thanked me for the dance and went to stand by Erica for the cake cutting. I could see the pair whispering to one another. Erica smiled and waved to me as Alice talked close into her ear. She was nodding at something or other.
As the happy couple got into their first dance I saw Erica was now whispering into Alice’s ear. Idly I wondered what they were talking about as I returned my attention to watching the lovely Kasey’s petite body moving with her husband’s and recalling my own wedding night again.
Towards the end of the song, the pair motioned other people to join them, and so I sought out my wife. Erica joined me for the dance as it was a slow one. Alice was nowhere to be seen, although as we slowly turned I noticed Brad was now dancing alone, looking none too steady on his feet.
“It would mean a lot to Alice if she could… get back at Brad tonight,” Erica leaned in to whisper as we danced, “She’s gone to the toilets now, while everyone’s in here.” She pulled away a little, and looked into my eyes. “Make sure she goes home happy tonight. I’d love to hear about it in the car on the way home.”
I simply nodded and smiled as we continued to dance. Erica had sent her sister to me before during the pregnancy, as she knew our months of no sex ourselves (we had miscarried previously, straight after sex, and we were both paranoid about it happening again) was difficult for both of us. I walked Erica back to the table after the dance finished and then excused myself to the toilet.
Sure enough, Alice was stood close to the facilities, idly tapping at her phone. She stood straighter as I passed, shooting me a small smile which I returned before I went to check the gents’ was empty. I poked my head back round the door and grinned to Alice when I found it was, and she immediately crossed the deserted hallway to join me.
She kissed me immediately on entering the room, and hurriedly pushed me into the seated toilet cubicle. The benefit of this wedding being held in a converted old mansion meant that the cubicle was entirely private, with real walls all around and a full door ensuring it was impossible for anyone to see in. It also meant we had plenty of room, of course. She kissed me hard and I pressed her up against the wall, our bodies pressing close to one another as I ducked my head to kiss her neck. Her fingers entwined my hair as she arched her neck to allow me the full area to plant my kisses. As she pulled off my jacket with her free hand, my hands roamed her body, running my fingers up the outside of her thigh over the soft material of her dress and the other reaching behind her to caress her arse as I pulled her body towards me. Alice’s eyes were closed and her mouth hung slightly open as my right hand trailed all the way up her side before moving the strap of her dress off one shoulder, allowing me to pull the front of her dress down to reveal a rock hard nipple on her pert breast. I immediately lowered myself to take the teat in my mouth, combining sucking and licking with my left hand now moving to the front of her thigh and reaching down to slip under her dress, my thumb moving closer and closer to her mound.
Alice let out a small moan as I finally reached the top of her thigh and my thumb touched her already wet panties. I had no plans to use my hands right now though. My instructions were clear – make sure Alice goes home satisfied. Releasing her nipple with a final kiss, I dropped to my knees and used my right hand to move the other side of Alice’s dress out of the way. Lacy, partially see-through green panties greeted me and I could feel my erection throbbing. The darkened patch at the front told me Alice was as turned on as I was, and I leaned forward to kiss her damp mound. Another low moan escaped Alice’s mouth.
Using both hands, I hooked the edge of her panties and slowly peeled them down her legs, revealing a glistening, already swollen clitoris between her smooth lips. I leaned in and kissed her clit as I pulled her panties from beneath her feet and threw them onto my discarded jacket. She moaned again, and I set to work, burying my mouth into the task of making her orgasm. Soon she lifted her left leg to rest over my shoulder, opening her pussy to me as I licked and sucked at her clitoris, ran my tongue along and into her soaked pussy and soon began sliding first one finger, then two into her glistening cunt. Alice managed to keep quiet, although she found it impossible to be silent as I manipulated her clit and thrust my fingers into her.
It wasn’t long before I felt Alice tense. Her fingers gripped my hair and her thigh pressed down on my shoulder, pushing my face hard against her. I tasted the juices of her orgasm as they were released, my eyes peering upwards to her silent scream of pleasure, her mouth wide open and her eyes shut. Shudders continued to run up her body as I slowly ran my tongue over her soaking clitoris, drawing out the orgasm.
As she relaxed following her climax, Alice pulled me to my feet and then pushed me down to sit on the toilet seat. She unbuttoned my trousers and unzipped them, opening them up to reveal my boxers, with my erect cock straining for release within. I raised my bottom as she pulled down my trousers and boxers as one, and felt the cool air welcome my eight inches to the party. Alice wasted no time with foreplay, stepping over me and guiding my length as she lowered herself onto the head of my cock. Soaking wet as she was, she took all eight inches in one, my entire length enveloped by the warmth and wetness of her welcoming pussy.
Alice kissed me hard again and began to grind forwards and backwards, not releasing any of my penis from inside her but rubbing her clit against my pubic region as I again began to trail kisses around her neck. I reached around and held her arse in place as she moved her cunt forwards and back with me inside her.
Outside the stall, we heard the door and a voice enter the gents’ toilet. Alice slowed her movements, but continued to grind on my cock, her moist insides tantalising every millimetre of me. We both kept silent, and as the voice came closer, we heard Brad speaking loudly with a slur, clearly talking into his phone. “Don’t know where you are but you can piss off. I’ve got a taxi and I’m going home now so you can come crying back to me in the morning Alice. You need to start fucking listening to me and doing what I say ’cause there’s no one else would put up with your shit.”
Alice face darkened with every word and her grinding took on a new urgency. She kissed me hard and then leaned away, pulling her other shoulder strap away and the whole front of her dress down to release her other breast, before pulling me hard towards her to suck at her nipple. Erica always came quicker when I sucked her nipple and it would appear Alice shared the enjoyment.
Brad was still busily shouting down his phone as Alice came. She bit down on her own hand to keep from shouting out, her eyes rolling back as her back arched and her cunt clamped around my cock. A squeak escaped from her mouth despite her efforts as she came with force.
She leaned against me, panting quietly after, as the voice disappeared out of the door. As she regained her composure, she whispered into my ear. “Your turn.”
I was disappointed at first as she stood, and my cock, soaked with her cum, slid out of her warm pussy. She quickly pulled me to my feet and dropped to her knees though, sensuously licking her own juices from every inch of me. I was close to coming by this point, and as she finally enveloped the head of my penis with her mouth, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Sure enough, just a minute or so later, I felt myself on the brink. I whispered to Alice that I was about to cum, and she took her mouth from me and closed it, simply kissing the tip as she stroked along the length. She closed her eyes and smiled as the first white spurt splattered across her mouth and cheeks, and aimed my cock up a little so the second shot crossed her left eye.
Aiming my cock at her chest, she sped up her hand, bringing forth a third spurt of cum all over her chest. Alice continued to pump my cock with her hand, draining every drop as she rubbed the tip over her nipples.
As I relaxed, not a drop of cum left, Alice opened her eyes again and grinned at me. “Take a picture,” she said. I looked at her quizzically. “I want to send Brad something to be really pissed off about for his taxi ride home. My phone’s in my bag in the dance rooms you’ll have to take one and send it to me first.”
I obliged, taking my phone out of my trouser pocket on the floor, and Alice gave a big, slutty grin with her tongue licking at one of the large globs of cum on her lips as I took a photo which showed her on her knees, covered in cum. I sent it to her phone and then quickly re-dressed myself. Alice covered herself up and wiped her face with toilet roll. I went hand Alice her panties, but she stuffed them into my inside jacket pocket. “You’re the only person seeing them tonight!” she laughed quietly.
I left the toilet first, and luckily there was nobody in the gents’, or directly outside, so Alice was able to quickly step across and enter the women’s room to finish cleaning herself up while I quickly headed back to the dance room. I met Erica’s cousin Danny right by the door so I walked in making a joke with him before I went straight to the table, where Erica grinned at me and her mum asked where I’d been and if I’d seen Alice. “Just been chatting to Danny,” I replied. “Haven’t seen Alice for a while, no. Is she with Brad?”
“Brad left a while ago,” Erica replied. “Said he was getting a taxi.”
“Ah ok… Does anyone need a drink?” I changed the subject quickly and Erica and her mum both placed their orders.
I headed to the bar to get a drink for myself, Erica and Alice. Alice returned shortly after and made out being very angry as her mum told her Brad had left, before making a very clear gesture that she was dismissing him entirely. I saw a particularly self-satisfied look on her face as she used her phone shortly afterwards though!
Erica and I left maybe an hour later. I was partway through telling her about how I’d helped her sister enjoy the night, Erica with the lacy green panties now draped across her lap, when she received a text from Alice, telling her she’d listened to the voicemail Brad had left her and she could actually hear the squeak she’d made cumming on my cock in the background.
Erica and I finally had sex again as well that night, after eight and a half months wait. Hearing about me and Alice had made her very horny, and at this stage of the pregnancy, sex was more likely to help bring on labour than cause any harm. Obviously, it wasn’t as hard and fast as it had been with her sister earlier that night, but I could tell Erica was very ready to reclaim her husband’s cock after such a long time, and for me, there’s no better feeling than being intimate with my wife… although I am eternally grateful that she is happy for me to visit other intimacies as well!
