Please enjoy my latest story. If you know you ain’t supposed to be reading this, DON’T! I reserve all commercial and all other non-electronic rights to this work. Oh, my email is iluminati99@netzero.net and please visit my website, http://www.asstr.org/~BrettLynn/ So without further ado, let’s get on with it.

 

A Married Marilyn
by: Brett Lynn

 

"Class is dismissed. Don’t forget the project due…"

"Huh, what?"

Marilyn woke up disoriented from her nap. When she finally came to, she vaguely remembered some project for Intro to Computer Science, gathered her legs from the chairs in front of her, dusted off her baggy jeans and began the walk out the lecture hall, backpack in tow. She walked out of the building, looking at the leaves of autumn turn around her, setting the overcast sky ablaze with color. She brushed out a yellow leaf out of her now bone-straight hair and began to walk the few blocks to her house. Her blue Timberland hiking books were almost covered by her baggy blue jeans, which brushed along the leaves on the sidewalk. Her matching blue long sleeve t-shirt was covered by the blue USA basketball jersey from the previous year’s Olympics, replete with the number 9. Glancing down at the jersey, she thought to herself, "damn, I need to find something more patriotic after this weekend. You’d think Tommy Hilfiger would come out with more American flag shirts by now."

Not paying attention, she stumbled slightly on the sidewalk in front of her house before turning and walking up to her door, her arm brushing by the American flag on the steps. She dug in her deep pockets for her keys, and let herself into the living room. Inside was the din of a normally functioning house, with a TV blaring off in the background. She was about to turn to call out for her sister when she saw something out of the corner of her eye turn towards her.

"KAT!" screamed Marilyn and turned towards her fiancée. Kat too made visual recognition, and Marilyn got down on one knee to hug her diminutive love, squeezing her tightly and giving her a peck on the cheek. She then got back up on her feet, letting Kat bury her head in her belly.

"Hey Shari! You here?"

Sharilynn bounded down the stairs, dressed in a faded old shirt and shorts, barefoot and looking a bit harried. "Hey Donnie," she said with a chuckle. "Glad you’re back. You know we gotta run around a bit so we can head on up to Vermont, right?"

"True," Marilyn replied. ""I do want this marriage to get pulled off. You got in touch with my boys from back home, right?"

"Yeah, that’s done. And all your bags are packed, ready to roll too. I’ll have someone pick you up this afternoon. I’m gonna be out in a half hour to get everything straight up there."

"OK…hey!" Marilyn looked down and saw what her sense of touch had suspected, her fiancée kissing on the base of her dick for her jeans. She lightly wrapped her fingers in Kat’s hair, gently pulled her head back and asked, "so I take it you want me?" Kat only replied with a wide grin and a nod of her head.

"Uh, sis, this conversation will have to finish up later. My wifey needs me," Marilyn blurted out quickly, brushing a strand of hair back before grabbing Kat’s hand and sprinting up the stairs to their room.

"Alright, my sister," Shari replied to a fading Marilyn. "Remember that pick up at 5!"

In almost no time, Marilyn and Kat got into their bedroom and shut the door. Before Marilyn could get to the bed, Kat bent over, unzipped Marilyn’s jeans, pulled aside her panties and pulled out her bulky, limp dick. She roughly stroked the shaft with her tiny hands and looked up into her fiancé’s eyes.

Kat let out a slight purr and said, "I’ve been horny all day. But I thought it was wrong to get off without you, so I’m gonna get you hard and use you to get me off. Do you mind?"

Marilyn shook her head in response and smiled. "I have no problem with that, hun," Marilyn mouthed to Kat. "Use me. I’m just glad you want me and care about me that much."

Kat stroked out her hands to Marilyn’s tip and held it straight out right before opening her mouth wide and taking the tip in her mouth. She worked her tongue slowly around the fleshy tip, and screwed and sucked on her lover’s dick with her lips. She let her mouth be opened by the expanding flesh, letting one hand stroke the rest of the shaft while she let the other hand dart along her bare thigh under her skirt. She cradled and toyed with Marilyn’s balls in one hand while grabbing halfway up the semi-hard shaft, bracing it for the dive she made with her mouth. She let her mouth and throat pull on the shaft and tip, slowly pulling it to its full size. Kat’s pink lips caressed the ebony skin, letting them slowly inflate her lover with her stimulation, and with each pass of her lips up Marilyn’s shaft, she swirled her tongue all over the shaft, taking special care of the underside of the tip. She looked up into Marilyn’s eyes and smiled up into them with her own, taking special care of the hard dick in her mouth while she got her fiancé’s attention.

Kat felt Marilyn’s dick extend as fully as it could down her throat and decided to extract it from inside her mouth, slowly sliding her lips down the shaft and tip and giving a kiss to the tip. She gave her erect dick a quick squeeze, lifted it up and gave a long lick from the base of her balls to the shaft, which was slick three-quarters of the way down with her spit, to the tip. She stood up full erect, grabbed Marilyn about the hips and pushed her onto the bed with little resistance.

Marilyn sat there, the wet tip of her hard dick brushing against the rough texture of her jeans, saying to herself, "I think the woman is hot!" She sat there and watched as she saw her lover lift up her wrap skirt and pull down her tiny white panties. Kat then held up the hem of her skirt by her hips and held out her hand for Marilyn to pull her onto the bed. She let her lover straddle her hips and lined up her tip to Kat’s pussy as she let the skirt drop. She rocked back on her hands behind her as Kat lowered herself onto the large, fleshy tip, the strain on her face obvious. She held her lover’s hips to steady her as she lowered herself a third of the way on her shaft. When she saw Kat smile, Marilyn smiled back, then took her fiancée in her arms and gave her a tender kiss on the lips. As she let her tongue paint her way across Kat’s lips, Kat lowered herself a few more inches and let the shaft halfway into her tight, wet snatch.

Kat rocked back on her hips a bit, separating her face from Marilyn’s, and let out a small gasp. She steeled herself against the strain at her nether lips, the tugging along with the friction of the shaft stimulating her clit. As she was preparing herself for the fucking she was going to give herself, she felt Marilyn’s large hand grab her head and pull her into a long French kiss, letting her mouth be dominated by her lover’s tongue. Just when she was getting used to the tongue down her mouth, she felt it licking at her ear, the wet saliva making her ears tingle with the air in the room. She started to breath deeply, trying not to let her feeling overwhelm her. Then she saw Marilyn’s face in front of her, her lips saying some simple words…"I love you. Enjoy me." With that, she raised herself up on Marilyn’s shaft, getting ready to fuck herself with that dick.

Marilyn held Kat in her arms, feeling her lover begin to work her hips on her. She could cum fucking like this if Kat kept fucking her for a while, but she could tell from the way she was acting that Kat was going to be selfish today. She held Kat hard against her, letting her head rest on her shoulder, sat there and enjoyed the subtle tug on her dick, letting her hand caress Kat’s back. "I like it when we fuck like this," she thought to herself. "It’s nice to know that we can fulfill each other’s needs like this without having to officially make love every time. Besides, Kat’s cute when she’s horny, and I just love getting those morning blowjobs." She let herself shudder at the thought of them, and Kat thrust a bit harder at her in response.

"Hey sis!"

"Huh…what?" Marilyn responded as she slowly came back to the real world, Kat’s soft lips gently massaging her hard dick. "Whatcha want sis?"

"Oh, sorry about that. Didn’t realize that Kat was fucking you?"

"Like hell you weren’t, you perv," Marilyn cracked back. "Now what do you want to tell me?"

"Everything’s a go for the trip. I got in touch with some of your boys, and they’ll be there."

"Mmmhmm," Marilyn replied, her lips pressed to the nape of Kat’s neck. She sucked at the skin there, then flicked her tongue at it, making her fiancée shudder a bit. She hugged Kat tight to her chest, feeling her heat and quivering through her nipples. "What else do you want?"

"OK, OK. Don’t have to be so testy. Anyway, my friends from my job are coming around 8 to pick you up, OK? Don’t forget!"

"GO!"

Oblivious to the conversation going on over her shoulder, Kat smoothly rode her tight pussy up and down the huge shaft that she impaled herself on. She could feel herself slide up and down easier with each little thrust of hers, her pussy lubing up to ease her way. With less and less effort, she was able to squeeze her way around the shaft, trying to hit every spot inside her, shuddering with the sensations. Her clit seemed to pull and rub harder against her lover’s dick as she kept fucking, the stretching making her sensitive to every little tug. When she felt the heat of her lover’s hard body press tighter to her frame, she let herself go into those strong arms and let her hips ride her off into the sunset of her orgasm. Every nerve in her body was slowly fired, the wetness on her lips, the friction on her clit, the stretching of her sweet lips and her sugar walls driving her mad. When she felt her lover’s fingers brush her hair back from her forehead, the mere touch sent her into a mini-orgasm, making her gasp and whimper. "So this is gonna be mind forever," she thought to herself before feeling her ear being licked and letting her head be pulled back by Marilyn.

She looked in Kat’s eyes, feeling her limp against her body, her hips tattooing a rhythm on her hips. All she did was mouth the words "I love you always" before kissing her hard on the lips, forcing her tongue deeply into her mouth and trying to swallow her with her lips. As she gently petted Kat’s hair, she felt Kat go into orgasm, her thrusting getting more erratic, and her breathing being more labored. She pulled her head away and let Kat cum on her cock. She looked in pure pleasure as she felt Kat milk away at her dick and saw her tiny labia impossibly stretch around her thick shaft. She let her eyes trail up her lover’s body, with the bare belly quivering, the chest heaving, the nipples peaking, the mouth gasping in an open mouth smile and the eyes dilated and glazed in ecstasy. As she felt Kat slowly start to cum down, her eyes got misty thinking about the sight before her. "Wow," she said out loud to no one. "I made her that happy."

She loosened her grip from around Kat’s waist and let her slowly get control of her body. She looked fascinated at the juncture between them, still amazed that she could get her huge dick in there, while Kat’s small clit got tugged on by the friction of her final thrusts. Her hips coming to a stop, Kat let herself purr and said in a breathless lisp, "Thanks. I need that. Wanna cum?"

"No thanks. I’m fine," Marilyn said back in response. "That did feel nice though."

"You’re welcome," Kat replied with a smile. She stood up on her knees and slowly eased the still-hard shaft out of her pussy, taking care not to tear herself open and stimulate herself too much. With a little effort, she dislodged the head from between her labia, then jumped down blindly onto the floor. She pulled down her skirt, then dusted off both it and her white baby tee.

Marilyn stood up then clumsily tucked her hard shaft down the side of her jeans down into one leg. She then pulled Kat to her by her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. "Make sure you’re ready," Marilyn said looking into her eyes. "I want to make sure everything’s right for the biggest day of our lives." She let Kat go, and Kat went over to her open suitcase, making sure that everything was in order for her trip.

 

BEEP! BEEP!

"Alright, alright, I’m coming."

Marilyn put on her navy blue Yankee cap, checked for her keys and wallet, then picked up her garment bag and suitcase and walked out the door. When she got to the porch, she looked down to see a cream colored Acura with new rims and, based on the bass from the car stereo, a new, expensive stereo. She scanned the faces in the car and was in awe. Three model-pretty women, two in the back seat and one at the wheel, were sitting in the car, looking much like the babes they put in car posters. The two women in the back seat were White and Asian, respectively, and the driver had to be the most beautiful woman he’d ever set eyes on. Her golden brown complexion radiated off her pretty face, and her long auburn hair seemed a perfect compliment to the body barely hidden by the t-shirt and denim skirt she was wearing.

"Did I die and go to heaven?" Marilyn said to herself as she reached up to pinch herself with her slightly long nails. She gaped in awe at what was in front of her.

"C’mon! Let’s go!" the driver shouted as she popped the trunk for Marilyn. "Stop staring!"

"Typical male," the white girl commented to her friends as Marilyn came down to the steps and deposited her belongings in the car.

"Yeah, but how many guys look that beautiful," the Asian girl remarked. "I know why Shari said he didn’t hang around other people like him, um, herself. They’d probably try to kill herself," she finished with a chuckle as Marilyn let herself in.

"Hi! I’m Diana," the driver said, introducing herself. "The girl behind me is Heather, and the Asian girl back there is Carla."

"Thanks, Diana," Marilyn answered, offering her hand. "I’m Marilyn." With that, Diana put the car into gear and pulled off, heading for the New Jersey Turnpike.

"Cool. Damn, I know that your sister said you were transsexual, but I didn’t think you’d look this good."

"Thanks! I do model some though, both nude and in some swimsuits. What about you guys again?"

Diana chirped up in response, "We’re all strippers that work with your sister…and I do mean work!"

Heather chimed in, brushing a strand of hair from her face, "Yeah, your sister’s a good fuck!"

Carla cut off Heather saying, "Hey! Chill out! I don’t know if, um, she wants to know about her sister’s sex life."

"C’mon silly! You must not have been there that night in the dressing room when Shari was talking about how good a fuck her sister was!" Heather stated in her squeaky voice.

"Yeah, I was there, but…"

"Hey, that reminds me," Diana stated as got to the toll booth, getting ready to pick up a ticket. "I remember hearing something about that, but I didn’t really believe it. Do you fuck Shari?"

"Yeah, I did," Marilyn answered. "I’m not doing that anymore though. That was all the past. Besides, I’m about to be a married girl. And I can’t be silly like that."

Diana listened to Marilyn’s answer, eyeballing her body out the corner of her eye. "She’s damn right it’s the past," she thought to herself. "The amount of hormones needed to put those kind of curves on her must have shrunk her little wee-wee to the size of my pinky."

"Alright, makes sense to me," Diana said, getting her car up to speed.

"So, girls, tell me about your job," Marilyn stated. "It sounds like fun."

"Well…"

 

The four girls kept the time moving along in their drive north up to Vermont, talking about all of the experiences Diana, Heather and Carla had had with themselves, the club and their sister. It involved a lot of joking, some wrestling and, not surprisingly, some really interesting stuff about her sister. "Damn, my sister’s such a slut," Marilyn thought to herself at one point. "Then again, it ain’t exactly a surprise though. She’s been like this since she’s been kids."

"Hey, Marilyn!" Diana called out, breaking Marilyn out of her train of though. "You know your sis had to suck and fuck some dude to get that first contact, right?"

"Really? Why am I not surprised?"

"Well, there is some reg in our club who runs a bunch of porno mags. Shari spotted him, offered him a private dance, and the next thing I see, he’s smiling and zipping up his pants, and she had some info in her hand."

"Hmmm…interesting," Marilyn commented. "Remind me to thank her for the sacrifice."

"Anyway," Diana continued as she sped her way north on I-91, "can I ask you something?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Can I see what you’re working with up top? You look kind of healthy there for someone who’s born a guy and young as you are. How big are you anyway?"

"38DD, and it’s all natural."

"What? Hold up! Now I gotta see this," Diana shouted out over the oohs and aahs of Heather and Carla. "Lift up that shirt and lemme see whatcha got!"

"Alright," Marilyn answered as she unbuckled her seat beat and pulled her the bottom of her shirt up over her boobs, sticking the shirt and jersey up into her armpits. She then pulled up the bottom of her sports bra, letting her breasts pour out from their confinement, and lifted it up with her shirt. Her breast hung there perfectly, huge and round with a teardrop shape and barely any sag.

Diana glanced over at Marilyn while keeping one eye on the road and opened her mouth in shock. "Wow!" she said as Carla and Heather scrambled to get a glance of Marilyn’s chest in the rear view mirror. "I can see big breasts run in your family. You got them that big, and you were born a guy."

"I know," Marilyn answered haughtily while toying with her nipples. "Shari’s a DDD, you know."

"Yeah, I remember her saying that. I bet your dick must be tiny with all the hormones it took to make those."

Marilyn, pulling her bra and shirt back down and re-buckling her seatbelt, turned to Diana and said, "Uhuh. In fact, one of the reasons I’m going well with the shemale modeling thing is that I’m probably one of the most people you ever met."

"Bull! Shit!" Diana screamed out. "Lemme see it then."

"OK," Marilyn softly replied. She calmly unzipped her jeans, pulled aside her plain white cotton panties, lifted herself off the seat slightly and pulled out her limp dick, letting it lay on top of her jeans. "There you go."

Diana gasped in shock when she saw Marilyn’s member and screamed out, "Oh SHIT!" She nearly swerved in reaction to what she saw, not believing it and believing it at the same time. "Hold up! Let me pull this car over!"

She managed to get herself over onto the shoulder in the Massachusetts countryside, then turned on the roof light in the car so she could better see what was in Marilyn’s lap. "Oh my God," Diana exclaimed while her eyes devoured the dick between Marilyn’s legs. "That thing there is a monster! That’s bigger that 90% of the guys I’ve ever fucked…and it ain’t even hard! How big is that thing?"

"Well, it’s about 8 inches when I’m limp, and a little less than 13 when I’m hard," Marilyn calmly answered.

"Ooh, I gotta get that dick hard," Diana said to no one in particular while brushing a strand of auburn hair out of her face. "Hey girls back there! Mind if I take a few minutes to get this girl hard?"

Both girls back there shook their heads in the negative. "Nah, I don’t mind. Take your time. I’m curious about this myself," Carla added.

Diana lifted herself up a bit and hiked up her knee-length skirt, exposing her pussy which was nude save for a small strip above her lips dyed honey blonde against her caramel skin. She moved across the tight space in the car and straddled Marilyn’s lap with her hips, her silicone enhanced mammaries brushing across Marilyn’s breasts. After rubbing her breasts against Marilyn’s to get her heated up, Diana grabbed onto the back of Marilyn’s chair and began to rub her pussy up and down Marilyn’s limp dick, letting a bit of moisture seep onto it. Slowly, we worked her hips and rubbed that pussy up the slowly lengthening dick, the rubbing on her clit making herself and Marilyn slick with moisture.

Diana purred, grabbing her tits through her shirt and said to Marilyn, her face mere inches away, "Do you like that, baby? Do you like the way I’m working your cock?"

"Mmmhmm," Marilyn replied as she grabbed onto Diana’s hips and ass. She drew her breath in sharply as she felt Diana’s wet pussy on her tip. "Work those hips, baby."

Diana continued to grind herself on Marilyn’s dick, getting herself hot from the friction. She looked down between her and Marilyn as saw what she was feeling – Marilyn’s thick dick stretching itself out under her, almost completely hard. "Ooh, I gotta feel that dick inside of me," said Diana. "Do you mind if I take a ride on it?"

Marilyn bit her lip, trying to steel herself from the smooth slick sensation of Diana’s pussy on her dick, and replied, "Sure. Go ahead. After all, this is supposed to be my last weekend of freedom."

"Thanks. I gotta try this big thing! It’s about as thick as a Coke can, and as long as advertised," Diana noted as she let her lips slide back and forth over the erect shaft. She let the large spongy tip rub her clit some, then slid her hips down to Marilyn’s knees, allowing Marilyn’s hard cock to be completely exposed.

"Hey, girls! Wanna take a look?" Diana called out to the back seat. "It’s all nice and hard now."

Both Carla and Heather scrambled up from their seats, straining to look over the backs of the front seats. Marilyn unbuckled her belt, unbuttoned her jeans and pulled out her balls from her jeans, letting the two check out the whole package. "Oh, that looks so delicious," purred Heather as she licked her lips. "That dick has to be the biggest, most beautiful one I’ve ever seen!" she continued as she grabbed her crotch through her tight jeans and rubbed her pussy.

"Mmm, that dick is delicious," chimed in Diana. "It’s so thick and long and smooth…oooh!!!" She stood herself as much as she could in the car, then grabbed Marilyn’s dick and moved her hips forward. She aimed the tip at her pussy, then settled herself on the large mushroom head. "OH GOD, this is huge! It’s stretching me already!!" She eased her way down to the shaft, feeling her pussy being almost torn open by Marilyn’s massive member. When she finally got her pussy down to the shaft, she let out a bloodcurdling scream. "Oww!!! Get it out of me!! It’s too big!"

"OK, OK. Calm down," Marilyn reassured Diana. "Just ease yourself back up." She held onto Diana’s hips as she helped Diana pull herself off of her dick. She helped Diana back down to the driver’s seat next to her and wiped off the tear running down her cheek.

"God, you’re thick!" Diana breathed out, huffing and puffing from the pain she felt. She heard Marilyn let out a playful cackle as she continued, "I mean, I’ve fucked some long dicks in my day, but none nowhere near as thick as you, plus I am very tight to begin with and damn! You are thick! You could kill someone with that, you know."

"Maybe I will one of these days," cracked Marilyn. She let herself laugh before reaching over and rubbing Diana’s sore pussy lips. "Look, I’m sorry about that. Want me to make it up to you?"

"Sure. What’s up?" Diana replied meekly, her eyes looking very scared.

"Let me lick your pussy, and make you feel all better. Would you like that?"

"Mmmhmm," Diana answered, putting her right leg up on her seat. "Go right ahead."

Marilyn unbuckled her seatbelt, then got out the door and kneeled on the shoulder outside. She pulled on Diana’s ankle and pulled her towards her, letting her leg dangle out the door. After chucking her baseball cap into the car, she let her long hair feather along each of Diana’s thighs, then let it brush against Diana’s clit. "Are you ready for mommy to kiss it and make it feel better?" Marilyn playfully said. Diana nodded in the affirmative and punctuated it with a response. With that, Marilyn went to work on Diana.

Marilyn lightly grazed her teeth along Diana’s outer lips, then brushed her lips all over Diana’s pussy, smudging the moisture that was already there. She firmly grabbed onto Diana’s thighs and started placing light kisses all over her pussy, flicking out her tongue to taste her sweetness. Pleased my the moaning she heard in her ears, she kissed her inner labia, taking care to be very gentle and to avoid her clit. She blew all across Diana’s pussy to make her jump and bit, paying extra attention to her clit, then looked up to Diana’s face. Her hips and thighs were squeezing and bucking, stimulated by Marilyn’s gentle caress of her pussy, and she had her t-shirt up over her tits, her hands playing with the mocha nipples and her face wretched in pleasure. "Oh, don’t stop!" screamed Diana. "Please don’t’ DARE stop!"

Marilyn slid her hands up Diana’s thighs and squeezed them to remind her who was in charge. "Don’t worry," whispered Marilyn right before planting a long lick from just above Diana’s asshole to just above her clit. "Mommy’s gonna take care of you." She then pressed her face to Diana’s vulva, flicking her tongue all around her outer lips. Holding on to Diana’s thighs to keep her head from being squeezed, she took one of her inner labia in her lips and licked her tongue wildly against it, trying to get every little bit of moisture. She peaked her head up to see Diana’s eyes glanced, her mouth mumbling incoherently, rendered dumb from her tongue. Suddenly, she saw Carla peek her head over the headrest and play her tongue inside of Diana’s ear. "Looks like you’re doing a good job down there," complimented Carla, and Marilyn simply replied with a smirk and a cocksure nod of the head.

Diana laid back in her seat, her tongue playing with her friend’s and the cool air mixing with the moisture on her pussy to drive her wild. Her eyes were lost in a daze, and her fingers were playing with her nipples, trying to drive her body to end the torture it was being put through. When she felt Marilyn’s tongue lick her lips like an ice cream cone, she started breathing sharply, lost in the pleasure she was receiving. She barely muttered a yeah to a question asked off in the distance and sat up perfectly straight when she felt a tongue invade her sugar walls, caressing them and killing the dull pain from them with a wave of pleasure. She wrapped her fingers in Marilyn’s hair and held her head there as Marilyn flicked against every spot in her pussy with her tongue, making her jump when she hit her g-spot. Desperate for an orgasm, she died to pinch her nipples, but didn’t want to lose the tongue in her pussy. Lucky for her, Marilyn ended such thoughts when she took her clit in her mouth, massaged it a bit with her lips, then stuck out her tongue and batted her clit around with it. She let out a throaty scream before collapsing back across the front seat of her car, floating in a cloud of bliss. When she came back to Earth, she felt Marilyn’s large body over hers, Marilyn’s lips lightly kissing hers.

"You look nice when you cum," Marilyn said with a smile. "I’m surprised you’re not a porn star or something."

"Thanks for that cum," Diana answered, giving Marilyn a friendly peck on the cheek. "I needed that after what your monster did to me. Hey, stand up. I wanna give that dick a kiss too. Without it, I wouldn’t have found out how good you were at eating pussy. Your future wife is one lucky woman."

As Marilyn stood up next to the car, Diana slid over, took the big dick in her hands and gave the tip a nice, long tongue kiss, leaving the tip nice and wet before she slid back over into the driver’s seat.

"Hey you!" called out Heather.

"What?"

"Come back here! Both of us want to play with that thing of yours. Plus since Di can’t relieve you, I’d figure we pitch in."

"OK," replied Marilyn as Carla opened her door and stepped out the car. Assuming that they wanted her between them, Marilyn walked back there, hard dick hanging out of her jeans in the cool autumn night, and slid into the back seat. She looked to her left and finally got a good look at Heather. She had long platinum blond hair hanging midway down her bra, and a tight baby blue baby tee that exposed her tiny belly and matched her eyes. The words ‘baby phat’ on the shirt were stretched flat by her massive mammaries, and her outfit was finished by a pair of tight red leather pants, of which she was rubbing her crotch. "Damn, she’s much bigger than me up top!" Marilyn thought to herself. "Talk about better living through science!"

The slam of the door brought Marilyn’s eyes to Carla’s. Her tanned complexion shone off of her radiant face with the almond shaped eyes, and while her frame was small, it was a very tight package. She wore a black New York Liberty t-shirt that draped over everything except the medium-sized breasts that looked large on her frame. An athletic looking leg with a platform heeled foot stuck out of the wrap skirt she was wearing. She felt the hum of the engine under her seat when Carla began to talk.

"That was one hell of a show you put on over there, my big girl…or should I say man-oh-MAN with that baseball bat between your thighs."

"Thanks for the compliment," Marilyn replied. "I can see how much you liked it, with your little peek over the headrest!" she finished with a chuckle.

"Ooh, that was a hot show," Heather commented as she kept stroking her little kitty through her pants. "I’ve been playing with myself the whole time. Mmmm, I can see you’re still very hard yourself."

"Yeah. Seeing someone get off like that gets me hot."

"How about we take care of you babe," Heather said as she grabbed Marilyn’s dick around the base. "I think a nice hand job would do the trick, right babe?"

"Yeah, I think we can handle that," said Carla as she took Marilyn’s dick from Heather’s hands, pushed it down against Marilyn’s left thigh, then pulled her panties over it and let it pop back up. "You got a nice one there…and it’s shaved too!"

"Mmm, that’s delish," Heather said as she rubbed her hand over the smooth skin. "Let’s see the rest of the package up close."

With that, Heather slid her hand under Marilyn’s shirt and lifted it up until it was over her sports bra, revealing her bra-encased bosom and her washboard stomach. "Ooh, this is nice! Your stomach feels so strong yet so smooth. I gotta get my boyfriend to try to get it like this. Heck, I’d try your dick, but I’d have to stretch myself out first."

"Well, no one else is trying out this dick for a long time after this weekend, babe. I’m a one-woman woman now."

"Ah, that’s sweet," Carla said as she lightly gripped Marilyn’s huge dick in her small hand and stroked it up and down. "It’s a pity, though. Such a nice dick," she added as she got up on her knees on the seat and reached through the slit in her skirt to play with her slit.

Marilyn smiled at Carla and laid back as the two women began to stroke Marilyn’s thick shaft up and down with their hands. "That feels nice there. Keep going, and you’ll definitely relieve me!"

"Hey, I got an idea," Heather excitedly squealed as she took her hand off of Marilyn’s dick and reached for her purse on the car floor. She pulled out a small bottle of baby oil and smiled as she poured some just above Marilyn’s navel. She rubbed it around Marilyn’s belly and just above her dick with her hands, getting both it and her hands nice and slick. She then grabbed the bottle again and poured a strand of it from Marilyn’s tip down to her balls, then stroked Marilyn’s shaft from her tip down to near base in one long smooth stroke, making Marilyn buck her hips under the ministrations.

"Ooh, that feels nice," Marilyn whispered as the two women kept milking his slick, thick cock. "Don’t you dare stop." She felt those soft hands gently milk and massage her large shaft, enjoying how she felt the cool air stimulate her tip. Closing her eyes, she relaxed as she felt Carla rub her balls with her hand while Heather seemed to try to pull the cum out of her dick.

"Oh, this looks sooo hot!" Heather hissed lustily. "I just wish that big thing would just slide into my pussy!" She hurriedly unzipped her tight pants and dove her hand onto her nude vulva, rubbing it and her clit frantically. "So big…need that…cock!"

Marilyn opened her eyes to see Heather curled up in a corner, plugging away at her pussy and entangling her foot with Marilyn’s, and Carla smoothly stroking her slick dick in her hand, her mischievously smiling face mere inches from her tip. Then as her hands began to fly up and down her dick, creating an itch she was dying to have scratched, Carla began to talk dirty to her, trying to get her to cum.

"Come on baby…cum for me! Oh, I want your cum so bad! Would you like to cum on my pretty little face? Make my pretty little face all nice and gooey and slutty with cum? Oh, I’m your little slut dying for your cum!!! Don’t you wanna come for me? Oh yeah! Come on! Come on! That’s it! Come!!"

Marilyn felt Carla flick the ridge on her tip a bit with her finger before letting herself get pushed over the edge and cumming. One shot from her dick landed right between Carla’s eyes, and the next shot landed on Carla’s lips, causing her to lick her lips and smile. The rest of her semen fell onto her belly as Carla moved her hands from Marilyn’s dick and moved her fingers across her face, trying to scoop the cum up. As she calmed herself down, she saw a glowing Heather laying next to her lightly strumming her clit, licking her lips in lust. Marilyn reached up, lifted up her cap, smoothed down her air, and smiled widely as she replaced her cap. "Thanks, ladies. I needed that," said Marilyn with a laugh in her voice. "You know, making love and all that feels nice and special and all, but I’m gonna miss having sex. This shit is fun."

"Glad we could be of service," Carla said with a smile, her hand playing along Marilyn’s limp, slick prick. "You just got a little taste of what your last night of freedom is gonna be."

"Shit, if making love to Kat for the rest of my life is slavery, I’d rather be a slave forever," Marilyn thought to herself.

"Hey, Marilyn!" Heather called out after sitting up and pulling her hand out of her pants. "Do you mind if we lick that cum off your belly before it dries off?"

"Sure, go on ahead ladies."

Marilyn laid her arms back on the seat back as both Heather and Carla licked up the cum from her belly like a cat licking up milk. She let out a smile, enjoying the feeling of their hair and tongues on her and relaxed to enjoy the rest of the ride to Vermont.

 

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Marilyn sat up from her slumber, pulling off the sheets and brushing the hair away from her face and sports bra. "What the hell do you want?"

"Room service!"

"Alright, sis, I know it’s you. Cut the bullshit," said Marilyn as she got out of bed and walked to her hotel room door.

"I see someone’s cheery this morning," Shari said as Marilyn opened the door. "You’re a regular teletubby right about now."

"What do you want right now?" asked Marilyn as Shari stepped in and closed the door behind her.

Shari walked right up to Marilyn, grabbed her jean-covered crotch and said, "This." She promptly got on her knees before her sister, unzipped her jeans and pulled out her dick. "You know, I used to give you wake-up blowjobs all the time. I figured that I’d give you one last one while I still can," said Shari as she stroked Marilyn’s semi-hard member.

"Yeah, I remember those," Marilyn said before losing herself in thought. "Wait a sec," she thought to herself. "It ain’t normal for someone to be getting morning blowjobs from their sister."

Seeing the concern on Marilyn’s face, Shari said, "Hey! What’s…Well, let me give you this blowjob, for old time’s sake you know? It’ll help you to relax."

With that, Shari bent down and planted a long, wet kiss on Marilyn tip before easing the tip wetly into her mouth. She sucked tenderly on the tip, then stroked Marilyn’s cock as she licked all around the tip, flicking her tongue along the ridge on top, making Marilyn moan. She held the thick shaft in her hands and lapped at the tip as Marilyn palmed her breasts through her sports bra, then yanked it over her head, exposing her tits to her hands and pouring her hair all over her head in a cascade. She gave Marilyn’s dick a long winding lick from balls to tip, then stroked her dick quickly with one of her hands.

Licking her lips, Sharilynn said, "don’t you wanna fuck my sweet throat? Don’t you wanna pour your sweet cum down my throat, filling my belly with my sweet cum? Don’t you wanna cum on my tongue?"

Marilyn pulled a hand off of one of her breasts, placed it on the back of her sister’s head, pressed her tip to her sister’s lips and slipped her dick to her mouth as the lips went slack. She held her sister’s head still as she slowly pumped her hips, easing her dick into the sensations her sister’s lips and tongue were creating on her shaft. She brushed her long hair back over her shoulders, then wrapped her fingers in her sister’s long wavy hair, thrusting harder into her sister’s impossibly stretched mouth and hitting the back of her throat. She paused, looked deeply into her sister’s tearing lustful eyes, and then eased in her shaft into the soft pump of her sister’s throat. When she felt her sister’s teeth press into her bare shaven flesh above her dick, she smiled into her sister’s eyes, seeing them glazed with pure lust. She pinched and pulled at a nipple while she began to thrust her hips, pumping her way to a cum. Marilyn gave her nipple one last long pull before gripping her other hand in her sister’s hair and beginning to thrust away into a nice cum, her sister’s throat milking her shaft and pulling her ever more closer.

"Ooo, yeah sis! Work that fucking throat!"

‘Mmmmm…"

Marilyn took a deep breath, trying to keep her knees from buckling from the feelings that shot through every nerve of her body. "Do you want me to cum?"

"Mmmhmmm"

Marilyn squeezed her breasts with her upper arms while keeping her hands in her sister’s hair, trying to squeeze out her sensations through her nipples. "Do you want me to cum down your slutty throat?"

"Mmmhmm," Sharilynn moaned, undulating her hips and sucking her sister more animatedly.

"Do you want me to fill your tummy with cum, my sweet sister slut?"

"MmmHMMMM!!!"

"Yeah! I’m about to cum sis! Ready to take my cum down your slutty little throat?!"

"MMMHMMM!!!"

"Oh, you’re such a good slut, ready to take my cum! Here it CUMS!!!! AAAAAH!!! YEAH!!! OOH YES!!! TAKE THAT FUCKING CUM!!!! AAAH!!!! YEAH!! That feels so nice! Milk out that last little bit! Oooh, yeah! Mmmm…"

Marilyn relaxed her grip, and Sharilynn eased the dick out of her throat and mouth, trying to catch her breath. Shari gripped the slimy shaft, then licked up the last strands of cum from it, holding it in her mouth. She looked up into her sister’s eyes, opened her mouth with the last remaining cum, swallowed and beamed a smile into her sister’s eyes. She got back up on her feet, bracing herself with her sister’s hips, then gave her sister a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Mmm…that was nice the way you talked to me like that. You still know how to get me hot," purred Shari into her sister’s ear.

"Thanks. And thanks for the blowjob, too. I needed that to calm down."

"No prob. I think I’m gonna have to get out my vibe now to take care of myself."

"Hehehe. You’re such a horn dog."

"Look who’s talking!" Both Marilyn and her sister shared a chuckle over that thought, then they broke up their hug. "Look, you got get in the shower and get dressed. By the time you’re finished, I’ll have Mai over for you two to spend some time. You know Kat and me and our parents got a lot of running around to do."

"I don’t mind," Marilyn said, walking over to her suitcase. "This is my usual day to be with my little boo all day. Plus, I know that femmy as I love, I’m still the groom, and the groom ain’t got nothing to do with the wedding," she finished with a chuckle.

"Alright, my little Donnie," Shari said as she opened the door to walk out. "See ya later!"

 

"A-YO! You in there?"

"Yo, Mike! Is that you?"

"Yeah!"

"Hold on! I’ll be at the door in a minute!"

Marilyn picked up her daughter from her chest, petting and kissing her forehead, and laid her down on the bed. She got up, dusted off her baby tee, then shuffled her way to the door and opened it.

"What’s up, playa!" Marilyn said before giving Mike a five and giving him a hug.

"I’m i-ight dog. Yo, your sis has the jump-off on and popping."

"Cool, cool. Yo, lemme get my daughter ready to take her to her mama so we can go, alright?"

"Alright," Mike muttered in reply before sliding his wiry frame into the room, the baggy denim suit burying his arms and almost covering his boots despite the jeans being tucked in. He walked into the room and over to the bed, looking at little Mai as Marilyn got together her baby bag.

"Cute kid," Mike remarked.

"Yeah. That’s my little boo."

"She has that kind of exotic blackanese look to her. Maybe she’ll be in a Hype Williams video."

"YO!!!" Marilyn replied before placing her daughter in her bassinet. "That’s my daughter here. I’m not raising her to be no video hoochie. Besides, hopefully Hype Williams vids will be out of style by the time she’s old enough for them."

"Yo, you ready to roll?"

"I’m ready, man," Marilyn replied as she slipped on her black denim jacket, then picked up the baby bag and the bassinet. She walked out the door, then checked for her keys and let her friend Mike out the room before closing the door. She led the way down the hall to her fiancée’s room. She checked the doorknob before easing herself in. Marilyn shouted back over her shoulder, "I’ll be right back, Mike" before closing the door behind her.

When she looked at into the room, she saw Kat sitting at the table, reading a Heinlein sci-fi book. She gently laid down the bassinet on the bed before placing the baby bag next to it. Then, she calmly walked behind Kat’s back and gently rubbed on the shoulders, causing Kat to turn around with a start.

"Hi, hon!"

"Hi, my soon-to-be husband," Kat replied. "I take it you’re off to the party."

"Yeah," said Marilyn, looking into her eyes, giving her fiancée a chance to read her lips. "Something tells me my fair sister has one hell of a bachelor party planned. Pity you don’t wanna go. I wouldn’t have minded you there."

"You know I don’t like parties."

"Don’t sweat it hun," Marilyn said before giving Kat a long, deep French kiss. "Tomorrow begins the party of our lives. Anyway, Mai’s pretty close to sleep. She won’t worry you much. Everything’s in the bag, and my parents will be by to get her in the morn so you can get ready, OK?"

"Alright," Kat answered before giving Marilyn another kiss. She waved Marilyn goodbye while Marilyn waved back, then went back to reading her book.

"Alright, Mike," Marilyn said as she was closing the door. "Let’s roll."

"OK, man. And let me tell you…the party is definitely a jump-off! Remind me to thank your sis."

"Thanks, man."

"Yo, what’s up with your baby mama," Mike asked as he opened the door from the stairs, entering the hotel lobby. "Is she hard of hearing or something? I overheard her, and she could hardly talk."

"Actually, yes."

"OK, I gotcha," Mike answered. Marilyn followed him to his car, an ordinary looking 90 baby Blue Nissan Sentra with new rims. "I can see you tricked out your car, Mike. You’re always were a car nut."

Mike looked at Marilyn as she made that comment and for the first time in a year got a good look at his childhood friend. The dark blue denim jacket was open, revealing a white baby tee with the word "slut" written on it with glitter paint. The long black hair brushed against the jacket, and the only make-up on Marilyn’s face was some light pink lipstick. "This is still Donnie from the block?" Mike thought to himself.

"Yo, open the car Mike!"

"Alright, alright," Mike answered before opening the power locks, giving the chance for the two of them to slide into the car. Mike started up the car, letting the stereo blast Jay Z’s latest CD, then pulled out of the parking space, heading for the road.

"Yo, Mike, where are you heading to?"

"Some bar 10 minutes down the road…though it mind as well be 10 hours with all these dark woods around. The shit scares me man."

"I hear ya, playa."

"Speaking of things that scared me, YO! You really tricked out your body there! I mean damn! Is this the same cat Donnie from the block."

"Yeah, it’s me. The same person."

"Sorry about that. You know I haven’t seen you in a minute. But yo, how can I explain this shit to the boys that couldn’t make it up here?"

"Well, just tell peeps that Donnie’s the same old nigga...I just look better than 98% of their chicks."

"I bet. I can see how you make paper off that modeling shit. But how much surgery did it take to get like that?"

"None. Just worked out some, and let the hormones do the rest."

"Whoa. You a lucky motherfucker. Chicks pay for that shit you got. But yo, how is it that your, you know, dick is still working? Apparently, you got that kid."

"The gene lottery is a mother. Somehow, I managed to not only avoid shutting that down, but it kind of gave me a boost down there, if you feel me."

Sucking his teeth, Mike was relieved when he saw the sign for the bar glowing in the night. He quickly turned into the parking lot for the place and found a parking space a bit away from the bar. After both he and his friend got out of his car, he locked it up, and they walked around to the back. Finding a door with some music blasting from behind it, Mike knocked, only to have the door answered by a short, stocky Black guy with a clean shaven head.

"A-yo Joe! How’s it going?"

"I’m alright. Damn, I still can’t believe you’re doing the chick thing, man."

"Don’t sweat it man. I’m alright," Marilyn said as he gave another one of his long lost friends a pound and a hug. Then he jokingly whispered in his friend’s ear, "You know, maybe I’ll fuck you next!" and punctuated it with a slap on his ass. Giving a hearty belly laugh, she broke off the embrace and walked into the main party room. Quickly scanning the crowd in the loud room, she started to recognize people, such as friends from high school, colleagues from her modeling job and about a dozen fellow strippers from her sister’s job. Slowly, she progressed around the room, the Timbaland beats thumping her eardrums, meeting and greeting everyone…even being groped by a couple of her former lovers in the process. "Damn, those girls must miss me," Marilyn thought herself, "or maybe it’s my 13 inch pianist…"

Marilyn lost her train of thought when she felt someone behind her grab her tits and grind their hips against her ass and the dick that was tucked between. She rushed to pull the hands off of her when she realized that they could only belong to one person.

"SHARI!"

"DONNIE! How’s it going?"

Marilyn wheeled around and took a good look at her sister. She noticed that her sister was already drunk, her eyes glazed and her hair tousled. She wore a white bikini top which her breasts overflowed and a pair of white basketball shorts that failed in their attempt to show off her ass. Getting her eyes of her sister’s body, Marilyn answered, "I’m alright, sis. And be careful about what you say. Not everyone knows about my past."

"Ah, hush. The music is loud enough that not everyone heard. Relax!" Shari then pressed up against her sister, their tits mashing together, and whispered in her ear, "Have a few drinks and relax, my sexy shemale sibling." She punctuated her message with a lick of Marilyn’s ear.

"C’mon. You know I can’t drink too much because of the hormones."

"Ah, come on! You aren’t taking that much. And besides, soon, you’ll be off them anyway. You only have one of these parties, you know. So sit back, relax and…enjoy!" Shari retorted, punctuating the remark with a firm grab of Marilyn’s ass.

Walking away from her sister, Marilyn picked up a Corona with a lime slice from the small bar set up, then picked a seat among her sister’s stripper friends and nursed her beer. She preferred to sit on the side at first while everyone else around her was starting to party wilder and wilder, with inhibitions and clothes shed as the music kept thumping. "Damn, those stripper look so fucking fine!" Marilyn thought to herself. "I need to visit Shari’s job more often!" Slowly, she insinuated herself into the party, tepidly dancing with some of her old friends as the party got hotter and hotter. The feel of all that female flesh around her, along with the driving beat, slowly got her into the swing of things. Suddenly, as she was feeling up her old one-time stand Asia, while being felt up by someone else, she heard her sister’s voice come over the speakers.

"YO, EVERYBODY! CLEAR THE FLOOR! THE FESTIVITIES ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN!"

As the crowd of about twenty or thirty or so found their way to the side, taking their seats around the dance floor, she felt a couple of hands squeeze her breasts roughly. "Come on, my dear sis," Marilyn heard Shari whisper in her ear. "I got a seat of honor for you." Marilyn let herself be pulled over to a stuffed chair conveniently placed at the front of the room by the DJ stand. Marilyn flopped herself down as her sister picked up the microphone to speak again.

"Hey peeps! Thanks for coming out! As you may know, this is my little sister’s bachelor party, her last night of freedom before she gets locked down. How stupid that she’s gonna do this so young!"

Marilyn shouted back in mock anger, "Fuck you, you stupid bitch!"

Shari then continued on with her little spiel. "Keep saying that and you won’t get your little present latter," she said with a chuckle. "Anyway, Marilyn here has always had a thing for little schoolgirls. So I’ve decided on giving him a little of what he’s gonna miss soon. Without further ado, let’s bring out Carla and Diana!"

Marilyn shifted herself a bit in her seat, trying to get her tucked-under dick in the most comfortable position as Carla and Diana walked up. They were wearing pigtails and identical outfits: white button-down shirts tied up over their bellies and showing off their cleavage, ultra-short plaid pleated skirts with white g-strings, navy blue knee-his and platform Mary Janes.

When the music started, Carla grabbed onto Diana’s arms and grinded their chests together, pushing her way into a kiss and a lingering intertwining of their tongues. She pushed away from Diana with a passion that belied her sweet smile and squeezed roughly on Diana’s large tits before pulling Diana’s shirt open, with Diana responding with a slight gasp and a smile. With Diana’s silicon enhanced mammaries exposed in their white demi-bra, Carla grabbed on to those firm breasts and licked one of the exposed areolas. In time to the beat, she kneeled and held onto Diana’s powerful legs, letting her hands trail her body as she came back erect to exposed Diana’s pure white thong and getting a nice, rough squeeze of Diana’s ass. Before Carla could come back fully upright though, Diana decided to take charge of the girl-girl show.

She pushed down Carla’s head down between her legs, pulled up Carla’s skirt, smacked then grabbed Carla’s tight ass, then pulled aside her g-string so she could slide one of her fingers up Carla’s wet slit and quickly tweak her clit with her long fingernail, to the cheers of the crowd in the room.

"You like that, Marilyn," Diana leered out to the guest of honor. "You like the little show I’m putting on for you?"

"Mmmhmm," Marilyn weakly replied, her lust taking over her body, trying to avoid the lump she was sitting on while she felt her nipples peek out through her shirt.

"Now what this!" Diana screamed out while she pushed on Carla’s ass, making her fall on her butt. Diana quickly pulled her up and gave her a quick passionate tongue kiss, with a few quick licks of her lips. She yanked Carla’s shirt open, then held onto Carla with one arm as she wetly licked her way down from her cheek to the handfuls on Carla’s chest. She pulled Carla’s bikini top away from the breast closest to Marilyn and made a show out of tweaking the nipple with the tip of her tongue, eliciting a slight purr from Carla’s lips. Diana then turned Carla around by her pigtails, squeezed Carla’s tits hard, then pulled Carla’s hips close to her crotch and grinded against her ass. As they bumped and grinded to the tune of the music, Diana lifted up Carla’s skirt and roughly squeezed and grabbed Carla’s ass, enunciating her pure lust with a lick of Carla’s ear.

Carla responded to the lick by reaching behind her and pulling Diana’s hands off of her. She then roughly pulled Diana to her, making sure Diana’s thigh was between her legs, and started humping against it, letting her moisture collect on Diana’s soft skin. She pulled Diana’s head down towards her and coaxed out her tongue for a long series of kitten licks on Diana’s tongue while she got herself off on Diana’s thick, soft thigh. Diana finished off the licks with a rough tongue kiss, then abruptly pushed away from Carla.

"So you’re just the hot little slut, huh," Diana moaned out, playing it up for maximum effect. "You wanna get off on my thigh, huh?"

"Mmmhmm," Carla replied while sucking her thumb, pawing at her pussy through her g-string.

"How about I give you a show while you fuck yourself?" Diana asked for effect to Carla. She then smoothly strode away from Carla, who looked surprisingly innocent when she pawed at her nipple while sucking at her thumb. Diana smoothly got on her knees in front of Marilyn’s chair and slid up Marilyn’s body, unclasping her bra in the front to reveal her huge breasts to Marilyn’s hungry eyes. She then grabbed onto the back of Marilyn’s chair and began rubbing her chest on Marilyn’s, making both of them peaked with lust, and grabbing onto Marilyn’s crotch, feeling out for the big dick she tried to fuck yesterday. With a practiced ease, she quickly turned around and ground her ass onto Marilyn’s crotch, making Marilyn squeeze hard on the chair armrests, trying to find an outlet for her lust. While Diana skillfully worked her ass on Marilyn’s dick, she reached back for the back of the chair and pulled her body so it was flush with Marilyn’s. She let her tongue play in Marilyn’s ear for a bit, then smiled widely for the lusty crowd.

Diana let her free hand cover her lips while she whispered a message in Marilyn’s ear, her hips still entertaining Marilyn and the crowd. "So I see you’re trying to hide your big thing, you little slut," Diana whispered. "Well, I got a little surprise for you…just you WAIT!"

Diana sat back up in Marilyn’s lap before shouting out to the partiers, "Hey, Marilyn shouldn’t be getting all the fun! Who wants to grind against my ass?!"

Mike, looking back at the crowd for a bit of approval first, decided to be a volunteer and got up and walked in front of Marilyn and Diana. Before he had a chance to ask, Marilyn answered, "Come on, man! It’s OK. It’s all just fun."

With that, Diana slid off of Marilyn’s body, then stood up and bent over Marilyn’s legs to slide her chest up and down them. She worked her ass up and down, subtly inviting Mike to press up against her big soft ass, and Mike responded to the call, grinding in time to the music against Diana. Meanwhile, Diana smoothly and subtly unzipped Marilyn’s jeans, then pulled out Marilyn’s dick from under her, letting a few inches of her erect cock peek out. Quickly, she devoured it with her lips, sucking hard on Marilyn’s tip and causing Marilyn’s eyes to roll back in her head. Marilyn petted her hair like a kitten while she kept working her ass to harden Mike’s dick in his jeans and to suck Marilyn’s dick out of her jeans.

Marilyn idly rubbed her nipples through her shirt as she felt Diana suck on her thick shaft. Diana looked hungrily into her eyes as she felt Diana slowly devour her into that velvet vacuum Diana made her mouth to be, her lips pulling her out of her jeans inch by inch to be devoured. To keep herself calm, she scanned the crowd for their reaction to this sex show. She licked in lips in lust as she saw the mostly female crowd trying to secretly masturbate, squeezing their legs together or subtly rubbing their nipples with their fingers. Her attention shifted back down to her crotch when she felt Diana’s soft lips pull a few inches out of her jeans and then felt her lips, tongue, mouth and throat work to pull her deeper into Diana’s throat. She worked Mike’s crotch harder with her hips a few times, then slowly eased Marilyn’s dick out of her mouth. As the huge member was revealed, she manipulated her tongue around the tip, then the shaft as her hand stroked the slimy shaft.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Mike screamed out when he saw the snake standing up out of Marilyn’s jeans. "How the…what the…HOW THE FUCK IS THAT POSSIBLE?"

"Lucky genes, man. Lucky genes," Marilyn replied with a chuckle.

Diana stood straight up, making sure to keep her ass glued to Mike’s crotch. "Hey, don’t be too sad. Tell ya, what. Follow me, and I’ll get a condom and show you how much of a man you are."

A visibly flustered Mike nodded his head in assent, and Diana grabbed his crotch and pulled Mike off to the side. Meanwhile, Marilyn got to check out a delicious sight while the cool air was working with the slickness on her dick to keep her hard. She saw Asia pawing at Carla’s breasts from behind and kissing her hard while she was still rubbing her sweet shaved pussy, Asia’s cappuccino colored skin contrasting perfectly with Carla’s honey amber skin tone. Asia pulled away from Carla’s lips just long enough to lick Carla’s ear, then pulled her back to her seat, where Asia licked on Carla’s nipple while her friend Kamesha gave Carla a series of passionate kisses.

In the midst of the slowly developing orgy, Shari stepped back up in front of the DJ stand and tosses Marilyn a condom. "Put it on," Shari quietly asked, and Marilyn followed order, taking off her boots, jeans and panties before unwrapping the condom package and rolling the condom onto her hard dick. "I wonder what the plan is with this," Marilyn thought to herself. "It seems well planned out if she had the good sense to get me a magnum-sized one."

As Marilyn sat back down on her seat of honor, Shari picked up the microphone from the DJ stand again. "OK, that was a wild show there, huh, sis? Anyway, for the next show, I’ve decided to give Marilyn and that monster between her legs a nice send off before I give her my gift. So, without further ado, I bring out your friend Stacey!"

Stepping out from the other side of the DJ stand was Stacey, wearing a white button-down shirt that showed off her ample bosom without being too revealing, a denim ankle-length wrap skirt and 4 inch high heeled sandals.

"You know," Stacey started saying, adding a twist in her hips. "I’ve gotten to see a lot of you since that first photo shoot. I’ve gotten a good look at that delicious…little…body of yours," she continued, subtly revealing a long smooth leg from the slit in her skirt. "…and when your sister gave me a call, I couldn’t wait for the opportunity to do this to you," she finished, sliding off her sandals and walking directly in front of Marilyn.

She picked her foot up, placed in on Marilyn’s dick and caressed it from balls to tip with the sole of her foot. "You know…I’ve even given this big thing I’m stroking here a bit of a ride. I’ve enjoyed myself a bit, but you’re the one that came. Now, it’s my turn."

As the DJ started up the music again, Stacey straddled Marilyn’s lap, facing her, and ground her panty covered pussy up and down Marilyn’s dick, slowly getting herself hot. "Ooh, that dick feels sooo nice!" Stacey moaned out as she brushed her auburn hair out of her face before grabbing her shirt and ripping it open, revealing a burgundy lace bra. "I just can’t WAIT to ride that thing off into the sunset!"

Stacey shifted hands away from the back of Marilyn’s chair and onto Marilyn’s chest while rubbing her pussy against Marilyn’s body. She pawed at Marilyn’s breasts, pulling ever more insistently on Marilyn’s shirt.

"Oh, I just love those marvelous tits of yours…so big and so round? Maybe I should show everyone your double-D delights, huh?" Stacey moaned out with increasingly lust. Suddenly, she dug her fingers into Marilyn’s shirt and ripped open Marilyn’s shirt, showing off the lacy demi-bra that barely held in her huge tits. Stacey squeezed Marilyn’s breasts half out of her bra and raked her fingernails along the partially exposed areolas. She then shucked off her shirt and skirt and ripped off her panties, exposing her pussy and getting herself ready to fuck Marilyn silly.

She stood herself up on her toes, reached down for Marilyn’s dick, then aimed it at her glistening vulva and settled down onto the tip. "I’m so glad you have that condom of yours on…I just want to enjoooy this big dick tearing me…AH!!!…opennn!!" Stacey closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and bared down on the huge shaft, letting it stretch her pussy and belly out and rub against her inflamed clit. When she finally hit bottom, she placed Marilyn’s hands on each of her ass cheeks and told her, "Hold on you fucking hot little slut! You’re about to be taken for a ride!"

Marilyn tepidly held on as Stacey began to slowly work her hips on and down on her, Stacey’s hands feeling out the slight bulge in her belly made by the invading fuckpole. Slowly, she felt Stacey move faster and faster on her, the slap of Stacey’s ass on her hips getting louder with each thrust. With her friend’s hips tattooing a loud rhythm on her, she felt Stacey’s fingers and nails pinching and pulling all over her breasts and her dick being gently milked through the rubber by Stacy’s sugar walls. Suddenly, as she was enjoying the sensation of Stacey working up and down on her cock, she felt Stacey slap her face hard. "You’re gonna make cum mother fucker, GOT IT!," Stacey barked out, riding her harder and harder. She saw Stacey roughly unclasp her bra, pull it off and then was buried in between her breasts. Guessing that she wanted them to be kissed while that hard clit and those slick labia rubbed on her shaft, she blindly kissed all over Stacey’s breasts, feeling her way out to her nipple. Making a quick glance into Stacey’s lust-clouded eyes, she took one of her nipple’s between her lips and held on for dear life, sucking and nibbling on that pebble-hard piece of flesh.

Stacey became lost in the pure, unadulterated lust that consumed every inch of her flesh and holding on to something with long hair for dear life. She heard herself screaming in pleasure off in the distance as she felt the fire spark from the friction in her crotch. Her glistening clit was rubbing against her lover’s latex sheath. Her nude lips were being pulled to their limit, the outer lips feeling like they were kissed by lava. She felt a dull pain inside of her from the pounding and stretching overwhelmed from all the now-exposed nerve endings being stimulated from the massive shaft inside of her. She didn’t care about whether Marilyn was getting off or not. Stacey was merely masturbating herself on the biggest living dildo she had ever felt. Slowly but surely, the fire that was sparked on her lips began to rise up her body, shooting up her torso, through her arms and legs and out through her nipples. She felt something warm and wet just hit nick one of her nipples, and she was off. She just felt a wave crash through her body and then she went limp, being lost on the feelings coming from her crotch. She felt some moisture on her inner thigh then a pure sensation of pleasure.

Marilyn, shocked that Stacey suddenly collapsed while riding her dick, tried to ease herself out of Stacey’s gripping pussy. Quickly, Shari, Heather and Joe scrambled to Stacey’s side on the hold and stabilized her quaking body while Marilyn was able to slide her large cock out of Stacey. When her dick popped out, she flopped down in a bit of shock, wondering if Stacey was OK. After a few minutes, Stacey came down from her very powerful orgasm, and Heather raced to her side, kneeling over her face.

"Are you ok, there?" Heather asked, brushing her long blonde hair out of her face.

"Mmmhmmm…where am I?"

"At a bachelor party, where you got fucked by a very big dick."

"Oooo…"

"I bet your little kitty is nice and sore after being stretched out by that big bad dick. Want me to kiss it and make you feel better?"

"Mmmmhmmm…"

With that response, Heather pulled Stacey off to the side, dove in between Stacey’s legs, brushed her hair aside and started placing light kisses on Stacey’s pussy, making her coo yet again.

Shari scanned the crowd and noticed that the whole party was slowly degenerating into an orgy. While her fellow stripper Carla was eating out some girl that she didn’t know, Diana was slowly riding Mike, trying to keep him hard while their cum dribbled down her thigh. There were moans of lust permeating the room, the smell of lust was becoming obvious, and sex seemed to be on everyone’s minds with the furtive fingerings of their privates.

"A-YO! STOP FUCKING FOR A SECOND!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped what they were doing, in some cases straightening themselves out, and glanced in Shari’s direction.

"Thank you guys. Anyway, I did mention that I had a little gift for my sweet sibling here, which I prepared while you were, shall I say, engaged?" Shari noted with a chuckle. "And, by the way, Marilyn, could you take off that condom now?"

"Sure, sis."

Marilyn nonchalantly shucked the condom off of her dick while she saw her sister calmly put down the microphone, then walk through the room away from her. Suddenly, she stopped in the middle of the room, kicked off her sneakers, pulled off her shorts, which dropped to a puddle by her feet, then kicked away both the shorts and the sneakers before getting down on all fours on the cool tire floor. Shari then reached behind her and slapped her big round booty with her right hand before turning her head around to look over her right shoulder at Marilyn.

"Here," Shari cooed before quickly sliding a couple of fingers up her liberally lubed asshole before licking off her fingers. "…is your gift. I’m letting you fuck my sweet ass for the last time."

Marilyn’s mouth dropped open in shock, not knowing what to do next. "Oh my God!" she thought to herself. "She wants me to fuck her in public. Plus everybody knows…But wow! This may be the last time. Wow!"

"Come on, sis! Get up! Oh, and by the way, take off your bra. I wanna feel those rock hard nipples on my back."

"O-O-OK," Marilyn quietly assented before standing up and reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. When she got the catch loose, she pulled on her cups, let her bra slide down her bra and tossed it behind her, and everyone in the room was in shock. Finally, everyone got to see what she had been making herself to be. Her flawless face was framed by the long straight hair that hung down her strong back. Her arms were strong and chiseled, but just lean enough to hint at femininity, and her manicured hand looked incredible, topped off by pink 1 inch tips. Her nipples were nearly as long in their aroused state was they topped off her DD cup breasts, which were firm and proud, but sagged just enough to remind you they were real. Her washboard stomach led down to her hard, veiny dick, which pointed out from her and up just a slight bit, and her hips dueled with it for gender identity with its slight width. Her long, athletic legs were coated in the same smooth dark chocolate complexion that covered her body. As she steeled herself, she began to crack a smile, getting more confident as she realized how much everyone in the room admired her body.

"Ooh, nice body there, Marilyn."

Marilyn scanned the crowd to find the voice that made that comment. Quickly, she zoomed in on her old high school friend Mindy, wearing her blonde hair in a pony tail, a blue t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans encasing a pair of legs that were subtly squeezing against each other.

"Oh, hi, Mindy," Marilyn replied as she took a couple of steps toward her sister.

"Wow! Your body is gorgeous! It’s better than anything I could have dreamed of."

Marilyn stopped her walk, turned her head towards Mindy and simply said "Thanks."

"Will you come on, and fuck my ass, Marilyn? Yeesh," Shari sneered half-jokingly.

Marilyn closed the distance between him and his sister and, while kneeling, said in a mock Southern accent, "Well, girl, don’t make tear up that little BEE-hind of yours!"

"Hehehe. I’d love that."

Then Marilyn lined up her tip with her sister’s asshole, grabbed onto her sister’s pillowy ass with both of her hands and shoved herself in, her efforts eased along by the generous amount of lube in the rectum. So stimulated was she by her tight, smooth passage gripping her cock, Marilyn bit her lip and made a sharp intake of breath as she felt her balls press against her sister’s velvety smooth pussy. She squeezed her eyes shut and grinded her nuts against her sister before slowly beginning to fuck in and out of her sister. She went slowly at first, breathing sharply as she felt her cum being slowly pulled out her shaft by the tight grip. As she got comfortable, she kept pumping her hips faster and harder with each stroke, enjoying the feel of fucking her sister and the tugging on her tip, especially after all the teasing she’d gone through that night.

"Ooh, yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me with that big dick of yours!" Shari lustily leered out, enjoying that familiar pounding at her back passage. She raised up some on her knees then commanded, "Grab my fucking tits!" Immediately, she felt Marilyn’s strong touch slide up her sides, felt her arms cross across her chest and felt her squeeze and maul her tits hard, her sister’s nipples pressed into her back. Feeling those huge mammaries sway back and forth against her back, she let herself get into the loud rhythm being pounded on her ass and the burning, stuffed feeling she got from having such a big dick pound at her ass. Purring from the pounding her body was receiving from the pile driving Marilyn did up her ass, she reached back, grabbed Marilyn’s head and played her tongue in her sister’s ear.

"You like fucking my ass?" Shari whispered into Marilyn’s ear. "Do you like pounding away at my big ass and my tight asshole?!" continued, punctuating it with a squeeze of her packed ass. Satisfied by the flaring of Marilyn’s tip inside of her, she continued, "You like fucking this, huh?"

"Mmmhmm"

"I know you wanna coat my sweet ass with some of your hot, gooey cum…"

"Oh yeah! I wanna flood that fucking ass of yours…"

"Are you gonna cum for me? Aren’t you gonna cum for your hot sis? Aren’t you gonna…"

Marilyn muttered a reply she barely understood herself. She loosened her grip on her sister’s body so that her hard nipples could freely rub against her sister’s smooth skin. She felt her dick swell up inside her sister, helped along by the milking action Shari did on her cock. She started to moan uncontrollably as she kept fucking along, driven wild by the sensations all around her body: the weight of her breasts lowering her nipples just enough to rub on her sister, the soft friction of Shari’s tight ass and the flow of wetness cooling on her balls coming from rubbing them on Shari’s baby smooth pussy. Slowly but surely, she felt herself get pushed to the edge, her eyes slowly starting to look focus.

"I’m about to cum…Are you ready sis? Here’s it comessssAAAAAH YEAHHH!!!! OOOH YEAH!!! TAKE THAT FUCKING CUM UP YOUR ASSS!!! AAAAHHHH YEAH!!!! MMMMM!!! Mmmmm!!!! Yeah! That feels good!"

Marilyn let her arms limp around her sister’s body and let the rest of her orgasm progress, feeling her dick dribble out the last bits of cum up inside her sister and some of it ooze out onto her balls. As she slowly came back down, she started to hear the distinctive noise of sex, of body parts being licked and sucked and fucked and of people being sexually trusted on.

"Uh, you’re finished with your gift. Get the fuck out my ass," Shari said with a playfully smile. She then turned around and laid a light slap on Marilyn’s arm.

"I’ll stop fucking ya when I wanna," Marilyn joked back, slapping at Shari’s breast in humorous retaliation. The two briefly began play fighting, trading playful smacks at each other before Marilyn placed her hands close to Shari’s neck and pretended like she was going to choke her. She then said, "Thanks, sis," before giving her sister a light peck on the cheek.

"Anytime."

 

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Hey sis? Are you ready?"

"Close to it, Shari. Come on in."

As Marilyn started herself out, Shari let herself into the church basement room that served as Marilyn’s dressing room. She had managed to put on something respectable, a powder blue dress suit with a knee-length skirt, along with 2 inch respectable heels, a matching purse and a small wreath of matching flowers around her head. Marilyn herself managed to look respectable in her cream colored men’s suit, the suit jacket tailored to her relatively smaller waist and open enough to show off her otherwise uncovered, push-up bra enhanced cleavage. The pants were similarly tailored for her waist, and were just baggy enough to hide her for-once untucked package.

"Here’s your wreath of flowers, Marilyn," Sharilynn noted, holding forward a flower box.

"Thanks," Marilyn replied as she took the clear box from her sister’s hand, opened it and fixed the wreath on top of her head. She got a good look at herself in the mirror, the wreath completing her outfit. "Damn, I look good," Marilyn thought to herself as she looked at her lightly blush face and peach-shaded lips. "Perfect blend of masculinity and femininity. Excellent."

"Thanks for the wreath, sis."

"You’re wel…"

"Matter fact, thanks for everything. In a few short weeks, you managed to put this all together. Plus, this whole wedding set-up is nice. The small white chapel, the hills with the autumn-shades trees, the grassy knoll where the chairs are set up? Looks like something straight out of Rockwell! Where you’re brother will smother your mother…and your sister think I love her!" Marilyn remarked before bending over in laughter.

"Why the ‘Straight out of Compton’ reference?" Shari asked, looking puzzled at her transgendered sibling.

"Sorry about that. Just had to throw that in. Anyway thanks."

"You’re welcome. Oh, and, um, by the way, can I tell you something?"

"Sure, sis," Marilyn answered with a concerned tone before turning to face her sister. "What’s up?"

"You know how me and Kat used to hang out a lot and stuff. One thing I never told you was that me and Kat were lovers. In fact, she was my first, and honestly, only, relationship, you know? I kinda miss that, too. Anyway, do you remember the day when you Kat first hooked up?"

"Yeah, what?"

"That was a set-up. A set-up that worked better than I could have ever thought of, but a set-up, nonetheless. I knew you weren’t the most confident of guys. Heck, even now, you aren’t that secure. Anyway, I didn’t want you to glom on to me. I mean, incest is one thing. I mean it’s weird enough that we fuck, or should I say, we HAVE fucked. A relationship with your fraternal twin is another. What I didn’t expect is for you to get along so well, you know?" Blinking back tears, "And now, you’re getting married, and I’m so glad everything’s worked out for you. I’m so happy for you, Donnie…"

Marilyn closed the distance between herself and Sharilynn and gave her a long, strong bear hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, sis. That’s so sweet of you for you to do all of that…" She then stepped away from her sister and glided her hands over her figure and continue, "…and for making all of this. You’ve definitely turned me into the Marilyn you see today, and I’m not just talking about the pills in the beginning, either. I owe you one."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank…"

"Ah, don’t sweat it," Marilyn replied, punctuating it with a playful pinch of her sister’s nipple through her suit jacket. Walking for the door, she called out, "C’mon, sis. Let’s get this wedding going."

 

DING! DING! DING!

"Everyone, everyone, can I make an announcement?" Mr. Walker called out to the attendees of the wedding reception in the hotel. "I’d like to offer a toast to this…wonderful, um, child of mine. I wish her and my beautiful new daughter the greatest of success in their new life together. Cheers!"

The crowd all picked up their glasses and tapped them with their neighbor’s, resulting in a pleasant chorus of sound before they all took a sip. Marilyn set her glass down after her sip and allowed herself to beam a bright smile while a few camera flashes went off. "Damn, this is nice," she thought to herself. "All I have to do is make Kat happy for the rest of her life, and I can keep feeling this rush. Cool."

"And now for the wedding cake…"

Marilyn was distracted from her father’s announcement by a tug on her pant leg. She glanced down to see her wife’s form. The wispy, milk-white doll-like dress made the most of her slim frame and, combined with her perfectly made-up face, made her look perfect. Blinking her eyes from gawking too long, she mouthed to Kat, "what do you want?"

Kat made a gesture for Marilyn to bend down, and Marilyn complied, squatting and bringing her head to Kat’s eye level. Then, Kat whispered in her ear, "hey, when we get our slice of cake, I want you to come follow me."

Marilyn got a puzzled look on her face, looked back at Kat and mouthed "Why?"

Kat replied in a whisper, "just do it."

Marilyn, conscious of appearances, stood back up and dusted off her pants with her hands. She took a deep breath, and glanced in her father’s general direction, where he was just taking a slice of the wedding cake from the server. Marilyn’s father closed the short distance between them and handed them the cake. "Here’s your slice, my daughters."

Marilyn looked around nervously through the crowd, trying to figure out how she was going to get out of here, then took the slice in her hand and meekly replied, "OK."

"What’s up?" Marilyn’s father asked, wondering what was up. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Um, well, Kat wanted this moment to be on the private side," Marilyn replied. She raised her voice some of the people gathered could hear her and said, "she’s kinda shy, and she wanted this special moment to be shared alone. Is that OK Dad?"

"No problem. Go on, go on," Marilyn’s father replied, trying to save face. "Now if you want your slice, everyone…"

Before her father could finish the sentence, Marilyn took Kat’s hand and, cake in hand, walked away from the table at the head of the room. Quickly, they snuck through a side door out the hotel reception room, and when Kat spotted an open maintenance closet, she tugged Marilyn in that direction, letting the two of them in before closing the door, making sure to leave a small crack. Marilyn set the plate with the slice of cake on the floor next to her feet, then turned to Kat, waiting for her to make the next move.

Kat looked up into her wife’s eyes and simply said, "I love you." She reached up her arms towards Marilyn, and she, in turn, got the hint and bent down towards Kat. The two embraced each other tightly and kissed each other firmly, pressing their lips tightly together before devolving into a tongue kiss, their tongues trying to pull the other down their throats. Kat pressed on her wife’s arms, convincing Marilyn to pull away from the kiss and hold Kat more loosely.

Kat continued, "And I want to take care of every part of you." She deliberately moved her head between Marilyn’s bountiful cleavage and kissed the exposed flesh, kissing and sucking all over the pillowy mounds. Marilyn held Kat’s head in her arms and gently caressed her hair, breathing deeply over the emotional as well as physical sensations washing over her. She kissed the top of her wife’s head as she kept kissing the exposed parts of her breasts, gently feeling their heft in her hands. Kat pressed back on Marilyn’s hands, encouraging Marilyn to let go of her head.

Kat then reached down to the side of Marilyn’s feet and picked up the plate with the cake in her hand. She then smoothly reached for Marilyn’s crotch, felt her limp dick snuggled in her panties and squeezed it firmly. She finished, "And now I want a piece of you on this cake, as a symbol that a part of you will always be inside of me."

Kat fumbled to unzip Marilyn’s pants with one hand before Marilyn got over what Kat just said and helped her to unzip her pants and extract her dick from her panties. She placed her shaft in Kat’s free hand, then brushed a few errant strands out of Kat’s face and looked into her eyes.

"So you want me to cum on the cake?"

Kat softly nodded her head before pressing her lips to Marilyn’s tip and let it slip between her soft lips and against her wet tongue. She sucked lovingly on the tip while looking longingly into Marilyn’s eyes and gently caressing her smooth, veiny shaft. She let her hand pick up the pace and sucked harder on the hardening cock, taking care not to be too rough with her spouse.

Marilyn looked down in complete and total appreciation, getting a bit of lipstick on her teeth after biting her lip to keep herself from screaming. She looked over her chocolate colored mounds to look at the delicious blowjob her wife was giving to her, feeling her tongue lick and suck her tip like a lollipop. As she felt Kat start squeezing on her shaft while she was stroking it, trying to milk her cum out, she reached in her jacket and toyed with her nipple, trying to help Kat out. She felt Kat’s tongue stimulate her expertly, making her shiver and reach for a shelf to keep to her feet.

Marilyn looked down into Kat’s eyes while she stroked and sucked her harder and licked her faster, hitting all those spots she knew too well. She saw her eyes pleading, begging for her to cum. She mentally let go her usual blocks to her cumming too fast, closed her eyes and let the sensation take her away. She felt her tip swell up against Kat’s tongue, exposing every nerve ending and slight bump on her spongy tip, and flicked her nipple faster, trying to make sure Kat didn’t have to pump her for too long. As she felt herself about to be pushed over the edge, she opened her eyes, looked down at Kat and mouthed the words "I’m about to cum!"

Quickly, Kat removed her mouth from Marilyn’s dick and placed the slice of cake directly in front of the tip as she milked insistently on Marilyn. Marilyn held on tight to the shelf she was holding and bit her lip and she felt her spend start to shoot out onto the cake, glazing the icing with her hot semen. As she felt herself calming down, she looked down to see the slice of cake covered with her cum, with a bit of the plate on her wife’s fingers, and smiled down at her.

Kat took her hand off of Marilyn’s shaft, mixed in the cum a bit with the cake icing, then took a small piece of the cake up with her fingers and made a show of putting it in her mouth, chewing it slowly and swallowing it. She then let out a toothy grin and opened her mouth, showing that she did in fact swallow a piece of her. Marilyn then took off another piece of the cake with her fingers and shoved it into Kat’s mouth. She then kneeled down and gave Kat a nice, long tongue kiss, pushing that piece of cake down into Kat’s stomach and enjoying the lingering chocolate taste in her mouth.

Marilyn separated herself from her spouse, then looked into her eyes and let out a mischievous grin. "So, you wanted a piece of me?" she asked, looking into Kat’s eyes. "Now I’m going to get myself a piece of you."

Marilyn got down on all fours, then lifted up Kat’s long skirt just enough to let herself slide under. Thankfully, Kat went panty-less that day, and Marilyn took to getting a taste of her sweet spouse. Gently, she parted her wife’s nether lips with her thumbs and gave her a nice long lick from her asshole to her clit, enjoying the citrus taste of her feminine fluids and forcing a mew out of Kat.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Marilyn huffed in frustration, then got herself out from under Kat’s dress, tucked herself back in her pants and zipped herself up, straightened out her hair and opened the door.

"What’s up, dad?"

"Oh, I was just wondering where you guys were at?"

"Don’t sweat it. We were just about to come back. Just had some stuff to talk about, you know? It is our big day."

"Alright. Just making sure you don’t miss your own reception."

"OK."

As Marilyn’s father walked away from the door, Marilyn turned around to see Kat looking at the door, trying to read what the conversation was about.

"Don’t worry, Kat. We’ll finish this up later." Marilyn then closed the distance between the two and gave her wife a peck on the lips. She then backed away and mouthed to Kat, "Come on. Let’s go. They’re expecting us."

She took Kat’s hand in hers and they walked out the maintenance closet, ready to go back into their reception, ready to receive the world.

 

THE END

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