Age bends over beauty

My good friend Pam invited me to her youngest son's wedding, something I wouldn't miss for anything. Besides having known her son since birth, there promised to be a ton of attractive women in attendance. Rather than a church wedding, the couple had chosen a local restaurant located on a pier overlooking the Chesapeake Bay. A short ceremony inside led to having the reception on the pier outside. There was an open bar, of course, and numerous people disappeared for brief periods, only to return with big grins. A surprising number of folks enjoying the wacky weed were my age-read "old".

As the sun began to go down, I found a table back away from the hub-bub, dimly lit and quiet. Pam carried out her duties as mother of the groom, kissing numerous cheeks and posing for pictures. Exhausted from a long day, she finally made her way over to my table and sat sown with a large glass of wine. In her early fifties, Pam is a very attractive woman, with a slight mommy-tummy, but nice breasts and ass. Her rather formal dress didn't do her justice. We talked for a while, laughing as we watched some of the guests as they had too much to drink.

Unexpectedly, Pam's former daughter in law walked up to the table and asked if she could sit with us. Doria is a striking young woman, in her early thirties. She had been married to Pam's middle son before a rather nasty divorce. Pam isn't overly fond of her, but she is polite when Doria is around. Doria sat on one side of me and Pam on the other. It quickly became obvious that both women were beginning to feel the alcohol. Doria excused herself and went to the girl's room. I noted that she was wearing a below-the-knee, black lacy dress, which did nothing for her nice figure. Doria's pale complexion set off her dark eye makeup and bright red lipstick. Pam commented that she was surprised to see her at the wedding, but guessed that she was there since her ex-husband couldn't attend. When she returned, Doria sat down and crossed her legs, exposing her black stockings with lacy tops, and the pale, white skin of her thigh. She had unbuttoned several buttons on the lower part of her skirt. Doria wasn't a Goth, but she had never been interested in tanning. Her pale complexion actually looked quite good on her. Pam quickly noticed Doria's exposed thigh, and crossed her legs, letting her skirt ride up on her thighs. I suppressed a smile, enjoying the little competition that had begun.

When Pam's turn came to go to the girl's room, she returned with several buttons undone at the top of her dress, revealing quite a bit of cleavage, especially when she leaned toward me as she talked. Doria was undaunted, and her skirt soon was open to her crotch, revealing a lacy, black thong. She was into black, which was okay with me. But her lady-like crossed legs gave way spread thighs. And her hand found its way to my thigh. Ever vigilant, Pam was soon displaying her breasts to the point that her nipples were peeking out. As the guests began to leave, Pam asked if I might give her a ride home, because of the several glasses of wine she had consumed. Doria quickly chimed in and asked the same favor. I certainly couldn't refuse either ladies' request.

When we got to my SUV, Pam hopped in the front seat, wasting no time in hiking up her skirt, revealing that she, also, was wearing stockings, though not black, lacy ones. Doria got in the back seat behind Pam. Before leaving, I produced a big, fat joint, and passed it to Pam. She fired it up and reached back to give it to Doria, who was sitting behind her. At that point both of her breasts were fully exposed to me, and probably to Doria. Doria upped the stakes in their little game by leaning back against the door and putting one leg up on the seat, revealing her spread thighs and the little thong. I naturally adjusted the rear view mirror so that I could see what she was doing. As she took a couple of tokes on the joint, her other hand was caressing the skin along side her thong. Her eyes never left mine in the mirror. When she passed the joint back to Pam, she made a show of unbuttoning several of the top buttons on her dress. When she spread the dress open, she revealed two delicious breasts pushed up by a half-cup bra. She pinched both nipples, bringing them to attention.

Pam, of course, couldn't see any of what Doria was doing, but she was putting on her own little show. Both breasts were fully exposed, and she, also, had her legs spread. But instead of rubbing near her pussy, she had pulled her panties aside and was rubbing her finger in her slit. It's certainly true that pot loosens your inhibitions.

When we arrived at Pam's house, which was closest to the restaurant, she quickly invited both Doria and me inside, offering another glass of wine. This behavior was a little unlike Pam, and I suspected some ulterior motive. When we got out of the truck, both women saw that the other had bared their breasts. Pam's were a little larger, and Doria's had larger nipples. Each woman took one of my arms and carefully stumbled to the door. Inside, I headed toward the sofa and sat in the middle. Pam headed to the kitchen to get the wine. Doria quickly sat down at one end of the sofa, again throwing one leg up and revealing her thong. One hand brushed her nipples while the other gently tugged at the thong. Unable to take my eyes off the show, I fumbled the second joint and had to feel around to find it. I passed it to Doria, who quickly fired it up. After taking a huge hit, she leaned her head back and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. The fingers on her thong were soon in the thong, gently moving back and forth. I caught glimpses of her puffy lips as the tip of her middle finger slid into her pussy.

Pam came out of the kitchen with a tray with three glasses and a bottle of champagne. She stopped in her tracks as she watched Doria playing. Doria's eyes were closed and she oblivious to Pam, who had to clear her throat to get her attention. Doria passed me the joint and took a glass, never moving her finger from her cunt. I took a glass and, Pam leaned over to put the tray on the coffee table. As she bent over at the waist, I slid my hand between her legs, up to her crotch. She must have removed her panties in the kitchen, because my fingers found her cunt, oozing juice. She stayed bent over, putting both hands on the table, and spread her feet to give me a better access. I soon had my thumb up her asshole and my middle finger stroking her clit. She grunted a thank you as I passed her the joint. Her head disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Doria was actively fingerfucking herself, with three fingers up her fuckhole. I leaned over and grabbed one of her nipples, giving it a sharp pinch and tug. Her eyes opened, and she gave me a quick stare. I slowly pulled my thumb out of Pam's asshole and put my hand in front of Doria's face. My middle finger was literally dripping cunt juice. I told Doria to suck my finger clean. When she hesitated, I gave her nipple a quick pinch, with enough force that she squealed. When her mouth opened, I slid in my finger. She obviously liked the taste, as she began to suck it clean.

Pam stood up and removed her dress, revealing that she was wearing a corset, with garters holding up her stockings. Pam had always been very passive, as long as I'd known her. She was always the one who was easily persuaded. That night she was feeling a little dominant. She turned her back to Doria, put one foot on the sofa, and pushed her ass against Doria's face. To give Doria better access, I used both hands to spread Pam's cheeks. At that point Pam literally pushed back against Doria's mouth and began humping. I quickly saw Doria's tongue pushing between Pam's lips and into her fuckhole. When Pam squatted slightly, Doria began using her tongue on Pam's asshole. I used the moment to get my face between Doria's legs. She was soaking wet and sweet tasting as I gave her cunt and asshole a good tonguing.

This went on for several minutes before Pam stood up. She instructed me to sit on the edge of the sofa and to lean back. She moved her cunt from Doria's mouth, and straddled my legs. She reached down and grabbed my cock, guiding it into her puckered, little asshole. She slowly sat down, and I watched my cock disappear inch by inch. When I was fully in her ass, she leaned back against my chest and told Doria to kneel between her legs. Doria knew exactly what Pam wanted, and she began tonguing Pam's fuckhole and licking her clit. Pam was almost completely still, just barely moving her hips back and forth, as she used her ass muscles to work on my cock. I had my hands on her tits, pinching and tugging her nipples as I whispered nasty things in her ear. After probably fifteen minutes of this, Pam began grunting, and she began bouncing up and down on my cock. She began chanting, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" as she came, both hands pulling Doria's mouth against her clit. Just as I was about to cum, Pam commanded me not to. She oh so slowly lifted her ass off of my cock, her asshole snapping shut as my head popped out.

Pam stood and walked to the back of the house, yelling over her shoulder for Doria to get on her knees in front of me. Several minutes later she reappeared. She was wearing a strapon harness mounted with a long, thick dildo. It was at least ten inches long and quite thick, with a bulbous head. She also had a couple of dildos in her hand. She instructed Doria to put her hands behind her back, and to start sucking my cock. She told me to sit up and watch what she was going to do. I meekly obeyed. I watched as she rubbed the strapon on Doria's slit and worked the head up her fuckhole. Pam spit on her fingers and smeared it on Doria's asshole, and she told me to do the same. I smeared the spit around and slid a couple of fingers up Doria's incredibly tight shithole. Then I leaned back, put both hands on the back of Doria's head, and pulled her mouth down on my cock. I was quickly throat fucking her, shoving her mouth down to my balls. She gagged a little, but soon had strings of spittle oozing from her mouth, lubricating my cock. As I pushed her mouth down on my cock, Pam shoved the strapon deep into her tiny asshole. You could barely hear her scream with her mouth full of hard cock. This went on for seemingly forever, until Pam put one of the loose dildos in Doria's hand. She instructed Doria to slide it up my ass. Considering that Doria was drunk, stoned, and had big objects fucking her mouth and asshole, she was remarkably accurate with the dildo. The head popped into my asshole, and the shaft soon followed. Doria soon began bucking in a tremendous orgasm, whimpering as I fucked her mouth. Shortly I was shooting my load down her throat, my hands on the back of her head as I plunged in and out. When the last of my cum was well down her throat, I pushed her away, and watched as Pam slowly pulled the strapon out of her asshole. Unlike Pam's asshole that had snapped shut, Doria's hung open, gaping wide for several minutes.

I laid back and shut my eyes for a few moments. Soon I heard both women giggling. Looking at them sprawled on the floor in front of me, in each others arms, I asked what was so funny. Pam pointed between my legs. The smaller dildo was still hanging out of my ass. I laughed, too, as I reached for the glass of champagne. I figured it was time for Doria to buckle up the strapon and give Pam a little ride!