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The post reception party

As Cyn and I prepared to leave the ballroom, she noticed that the champagne fountain was still flowing and that a dozen or so jello shots were left. The staff were preparing to dump the remaining sparkly when Cyn asked if we could rebottle some for the room. In a flash three empty bottles were found and my giggling, smiling fiance was filling them from the fountain.

Cyn was aided in her task by Bobby, who was sort of a friend of ours (his gf, Amy, was one of Cyn’s good friends and also Maid of Honor for her sister). Bobby was in an awkward situation as Amy was on the yacht with the rest of the wedding party. We were all staying in the same beachfront resort that had hosted the wedding and reception, so Cyn suggested that Bobby join us in our room to finish off the champagne and shots. I wasn’t keen on the idea, but otherwise he was going to be drunk and alone, which is a bad combination even if your girlfriend isn’t out on a yacht with several good looking guys. Bobby scooped up the jello shots and the three of us took off for the room

When we reached our room and Bobby noticed the sun deck overlooking the beach, he decided to go to his room to change into shorts. While he was gone, Cyn told me why she had invited Bobby to our room - Amy was planning on breaking up with him in the coming week and she felt sorry for him. I was wondering out loud if she was dumping Barry for another guy, when Cyn explained that Amy didn’t trust Bobby around other women. It seems Bobby is extremely well endowed and women seem to sense that there’s something special about this fellow’s anatomy. Amy couldn’t handle the pressure of worrying about his fidelity, so she was going to call it quits.

Part of me could appreciate Amy’s feelings as Cyn was one of the prettiest girls I had ever met - great face, nice figure and absolutely gorgeous long auburn red hair. She didn’t have particularly large breasts, but they were perfectly formed and had nipples that begged to be kissed. I had to fight off jealousy anytime we were out and guys smiled at her, particularly when she returned their smile.

Maybe it was penis envy, but the other part of me couldn’t help but wonder how big “big” was, so I asked. Cyn gave me that drop dead stare that all redheads seem to have and told me that girls don’t talk about stuff like that and that she could care less how big he was.

About this time Bobby returned. I had already changed, so he and I went out to the sundeck and started on the champagne while Cyn changed. Suddenly Bobby’s jaw dropped and I turned to see Cyn come out on the deck in a skimpy green bikini. Her red hair covered most of her top, but I could clearly make out her nipples hiding just behind the hair and thin fabric. The bikini bottoms were a sexy thong. She smiled, took my glass of champagne from my hand, downed it in a few seconds and plopped down on one of the chase lounges.

We followed her like puppies and laid out towels on either side of her. The combination of her natural good looks, great figure, well tanned body and suggestive attire made me wish Bobby had stayed in his room. About this time Cyn threw her head back and arched her back, then pulled her hair to one side, revealing just how small her top was. I couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were hard and looked like they were about to burst thru her top. The setting sun and soft music that Cyn had selected to play completed the picture. I was becoming quite aroused and leaned over to give her a passionate kiss and to massage her left breast, momentarily forgetting that we weren’t alone. Cyn giggled, Bobby laughed and I quickly put her top back in place.

Bobby broke that awkward moment by suggesting that we switch to the jello shots. Already pretty inebriated, it was only a few minutes before Bobby and I were positioning our shots between Cyn’s breasts and sucking the contents from the little cups. Cyn was loving being the center of attention and, without saying a word, emptied jello shots onto our tongues, tilted her head and passionately licked them off us.

The heat from the air (or was it from our combined libidos) started to melt the jello, so we simplified the process by spilling the jello into Cyn’s navel and licking it from there. As this proceeded, her tummy began to quiver and her hips increasingly pulsed in approval. Things were getting hot, heading for out of control, and I didn’t care.

Suddenly Bobby’s face turned green and announced that he was about to vomit which wasn’t that surprising given the heat and amount of alcohol he had consumed. Cyn and I helped him to the bathroom waited outside the door while he emptied his stomach. We then got him to the bed and decided to let him sleep it off.

The mood was broken, but I was still very aroused and I now had Cyn to myself. I led her back to the chase lounge and I gave her a seductive massage, then used my tongue and a wet washcloth to remove the sticky jello residue from her body. My plan worked to perfection as she was soon running her fingers thru my hair and her body again quivered slightly when my tongue licked her navel. I moved to the end of the lounge and my tongue started its way up the inside of her legs. As I neared her groin, I reached up for her thong only to discover that she had slipped one hand under it and was rubbing her pubic mound. I made short work of removing the thong as she arched her pelvis to meet my eager tongue. She was incredibly wet and instantly responded to my licking and sucking. She dug her heels on the deck to enable her to thrust her pussy into my face while simultaneously grabbing my head in both hands and pulling it to her. Her moans grew louder as I parted her lips with my thumbs to further pleasure her and I was in heaven when she shuddered with an intense orgasm. I sucked her pussy lips for a few more moments and made my way back up to her navel, her nipples and ultimately her eager mouth.

We switched positions and Cyn started working on my cock with her hands and then her mouth. It was a slow erotic process that had me gasping, eager to release the sexual tension in my groin. I was getting a little dizzy as the blowjob progressed and blood was leaving my head and rushing to my cock.

We were interrupted by the sound of a thump from the bedroom. Much to my chagrin, Cyn jumped up, grabbed a towel and headed that way - I followed with a raging hard-on that you could have hung a flag from. Bobby had fallen to the floor. We got him back in bed, but the mood was once again broken. Cyn decided she needed to stay with Bobby for a while to make sure he was OK (she’s a nurse) so I retreated to the bar area for some water.

I was pretty frustrated and pissed off at this point and returned to the deck to watch the surf and beach and to console myself. I contemplated jerking off into a towel, but figured that Bobby would somehow once again interrupt before I could finish.

After 20 minutes or so, I wondered where the hell Cyn was and I headed for the bedroom. What I saw upon entering stunned me. Bobby was naked on his back, apparently semi-conscious, and Cyn was sitting next to him on the bed, his substantial cock in her hands. She noticed my presence and looked up at me. We made eye contact as she opened her mouth in a sultry, pouting manner. She gave me a slight, sexy smile and turned her attention back to Bobby. She slowly lowered her mouth onto the biggest cock you could imagine. Oddly, I noted that it wasn’t even particularly hard, despite its size. Cyn then proceeded to make love to this huge cock with her mouth and tongue, while I stood next to the bed transfixed by what I was watching.

Bobby’s body started responding to Cyn’s attention, even if his head was still fairly unaware of what was happening. His cock became harder as she ran her tongue up and down it and she kissed its head. The muscles in his buttox twitched from time to time and he started taking deep breaths. One of his hands came to life and was caressing her gorgeous hair that was now cascading around his cock and balls. She removed one hand from his cock and motioned for me to come closer. When I did, she started giving me a handjob while she continued with the blowjob. As my excitement rose I quickly forgot about the fact that she was sucking off another guy, one with a huge penis to boot.

Cyn paused the blowjob and handjob to change positions, sucking on my cock while rubbing Bobby’s now fully erect penis. She looked up at me, straddled Bobby and proceeded to fuck the tip of his cock in a reverse cowboy position. He was fully awake by now and had his hands on her hips, gently encouraging her to take more of his cock. She did so, but by small increments while she continued my blowjob. I could tell when the pleasure and/or the shear size of his cock distracted her because she would periodically lose interest in my blowjob to concentrate on taking more of him into her. Given her position, I had a decent view of their intercourse and the moment he was finally balls in. I could see and hear how this monstrous cockwas stectching my fiance’s pussy lips.

By now she had lost all interest in my cock and was resting her head on my chest with her hands gripping my hips for balance and leverage. Her fingernails dug into my flesh as she orgasmed just before he released his load deep in her. I watched her again shudder as she continued to fuck him and she was soon rewarded with another flow of pleasure. She then returned her attention to me while still perched on Bobby’s cock. I realized in seconds that I was about to cum and let her know so she could remove her mouth and let me come on her tits. To my surprise she kept sucking and let me cum in her mouth. I guess that was my reward for letting her have her fantasy fuck.

It was now getting late and Bobby was fading again. I wasn’t about to let him sleep in bed with us. The unit had a pullout couch so we helped him over to it and Cyn and I slept in the bed. Few words were spoken between us other than the discussion about getting Bobby to the couch.

I was the first to wake in the morning, so I made coffee, swallowed a couple of aspirin and went out to the deck to contemplate the meaning of our impromptu threesome. I was definitely confused, but somehow not angry at Cyn. In fact, thinking about the escapade excited me. After several minutes I heard the sliding door open and a sheepist Bobby walked out and apologized. If you’ve never been in a discussion like that, I can tell you it is very awkward, particularly with raging hangovers. We both said the right things and shook hands.

Bobby told me that he’d gather his things and leave before Cyn woke up. About the time he finished that statement, Cyn joined us on the deck, wearing just one of my dress shirts. She hadn’t brushed her hair, but if anything, her tousled hair made her look even hotter. Her smile melted my heart and, seeing that I wasn’t pissed off, she offered to cook breakfast for the three of us. I decided to shower, partly to gather my thoughts without any company. As I was about to enter the shower Cyn opened the door, asked for a hug and if I could forgive her. We both teared up and I blurted out that I loved her and would always forgive her. Another great smile and she left for the kitchen. I was at peace.

Showered and dry, I opened the door from the bathroom with trepidation. I could smell the bacon and eggs Cyn was cooking which made me realize I was ravenously hungry. Cyn was totally in charge and instructed Bobby to shower, stating that she wasn’t going to eat breakfast with guys who smelled like last night’s sex. He complied, giving Cyn and I more time to talk. I nodded my head when Cyn asked me if I meant what I said about always forgiving her. Yet another smile and she gave me a passionate kiss. I moved my mouth down to her nipples and was rewarded with a groan while she ran her fingers thru my hair. I dropped to my knees and began to lick her clit. At her suggestion we moved to the bedroom and got naked.

As was our custom, I made sure she had several orgasms before she turned her attention to my needs. I then laid on my back, she got on all fours and started giving me another blowjob. Our normal routine would be for me to stop her half way thru so I could cum inside her. This time I opened my eyes to find Bobby standing at the foot of the bed watching us. His cock was fairly erect from watching Cyn’s ass and pussy as she worked her magic on my cock. My first thought was to tell him to get the hell out of the room, but then I thought “what the hell” and motioned for him to make use of what was presented. I could feel his weight on the mattress when his knees hit it, so I’m sure Cyn did as well. She looked me in the eyes and seeing no anger, spread her knees and legs wider to give him better access, arching her back in the process.

The resulting threesome was even better than the night before. I was getting a great blowjob while being able to see and feel him plow her doggystyle and hear his balls slapping against her. Cyn’s eyes grew wide with each thrust. His pounding was so powerful that I had to place my hands on her shoulders to keep her in place (and her mouth where I wanted it). I’d like to claim that we all came at the same time, but the truth is Cyn went first, then me, then Cyn again and finally big,bad Bobby.

The three hour drive home was fairly quiet as Cyn and I grappled with the reality that she had slept with another man (her friend’s current, if future former, boyfriend), had a threesome twice and I had enjoyed every minute of it. We ultimately agreed that it was a one time thing and that we should relish the memory without dwelling on it.

Our conversation eventually turned to our immediate future. We had been planning on an outdoor get together for friends and neighbors but were stumped over what to serve - burgers, steak and chicken had nixed for various reasons. Ribs were still an option, but my last attempt with ribs had been a dismal failure. I was stumped when Cyn suggested smoking a Boston butt, something I had no experience doing. How the hell was I going to pull that off? Cyn grinned and told me not to worry - Amy had told her that Bobby had a talent for BBQ and afterall, he and I had demonstrated that we were great at teamwork.

Epilogue : This story is completely true, although a couple of names have been changed. Cyn is pretty much as described - a beautiful nurse with a great figure, long auburn hair and an incredible sex drive. Her breasts are considerably larger than portrayed in the story. We’re older now and have been married for many years. We’ve have been faithful to each other up to our recent decision to join SLS to explore more about our sexuality (more to the point, Cyn’s sexuality). Amy left Bobby not because of insecurity, but because she she wanted to hook up with a young woman she had met. Finally, we never saw Bobby again after that memorable weekend (but his cock really is that big). Last I heard, he was a bartender in the Myrtle Beach area.