Her shiny brunette hair rested against her shoulders, and wearing little make-up, her smile dazzled people around her, and the silky sky blue ankle-length dress, with a single shoulder strap, hugged her body tight. The dress was cut low enough to give anyone close glimpses of her cleavage but looked classy rather than slutty. Looking around the courtyard, she stood in a small group chatting, lots of her friends looking stunning, showing off legs, cleavage or both in gorgeous dresses as they waited to be asked to sit for Rianna and Mark's wedding. Men in suits, tight-fitting shirts, the sun beating down, not a cloud in the sky – she felt amazing, not involved in the conversation she was thinking about earlier.

Lauren had started her day with a hot stone massage, which always made her feel sexy. She had gone to her favourite salon, undressed and lay on the table face down with a small pristine white towel covering her cotton white panties and butt. A regular in the salon, the door opened, and not a word was said as soft piano music started as the stones were moved across her shoulders, back and into the depths of her lower back. As the stones cooled, these soft hands started to knead her shoulders. The hands worked all over her back as she felt herself drift away into a dream of hot sensual sex, trying to control her breathing. Her pussy was so wet. The hands moved to her thighs, and she let out a small sigh as the massage continued.

She was so curious as to whose these hands were; trying not to show her enjoyment, she concentrated on not letting her legs move and open even an inch. She ached for the hands to explore where they shouldn't, wanting her butt to be squeezed by this stranger, her white panties clinging to her moist pussy lips. The hand went slightly further to her inner thigh, and she felt herself gasp, and almost as quickly as it came, it moved away.

The hands disappeared, and the music gradually silenced. Laying there composing herself, she stood up, and the lights brightened slightly as she walked to her robe and phone. A folded piece of paper lay next to her phone; she picked it up, opened it, and read, "Love putting my hands on you x." Lauren looked around, knowing there was a camera. Was she being watched? Smirking, she grabbed her phone and note and headed to the changing room.

"Lauren," Rebecca poked her friend's arm, "we have to sit down."

Lauren was brought back to reality and away from the morning massage. The formalities passed, the bride looking stunning. Lauren had always been envious of her best friend Rebecca, whilst only 5'4" against Lauren's 5'7". Rebecca had the most enormous breasts, and today in a clingy pink dress her boobs were front and centre, and Lauren couldn't stop looking. Her breasts, a modest 34C, were nothing compared to her friend's H cups. If only it had been Rebecca's hands on her earlier, I would have loved that, she thought.

They moved back to the courtyard and helped themselves to champagne as the bridal party had photos taken; in small groups people posed with the bride and groom. Lauren's friendship group was called and was being organised by the photographer, none other than her husband Rob, who over the past 3 years had become more interested in his camera than in Lauren. Rob's student assistant Millie was directing people here and there, and Lauren's mind wondered if Rob had ever been unfaithful.

Millie's voice broke her thought. "Come here, Lauren; you stand there."

Everyone moved closer together; Lauren could feel Rebecca's husband, Brian, to her left, her bare left arm brushing against his chest. At 6'2", Brian had a wonderful view of Lauren's cleavage over her shoulder; his right arm by his side was so close to Lauren's beautiful arse that if only he could stroke it softly or cup it. "Cheese," and Brian looked directly at the camera with a smile. More people were added behind and to the sides; Brian could feel his right leg now pressing gently against Lauren's arse. Lauren loved the random, unknown touch of Brian's leg; she wanted to move so that she could tease him, but without being obvious, she stood with her dazzling smile.

Rob shouted, "That's it, everyone. Thank you."

Lauren turned her head upwards to Brian. "Enjoy the view?"

As she stepped away, Brian blushed slightly, knowing he had been caught by his wife's best friend. Lauren was so turned on to know that Brian had been looking at her in that way. He was a great guy, so loving to her best friend, generous and so much fun, but he was overweight and not the type of guy Lauren would go for; however, at that moment Lauren started thinking about what his cock might be like!

Rebecca joined Lauren and Brian and the group. Weddings were great, but there was so much waiting around; they were all waiting to be told their next move. Everyone stood in couples apart from Lauren. Brian was admiring his wife's huge breasts, as Kayleigh stated, "Rebecca, you look amazing in that dress."

Everyone agreed, and Dave, who had been swigging on the free champagne, took it one stage further.

“I have never seen boobs like yours before.” Everyone giggled, most thinking the same.

Rebecca blushed deep red; she knew her boobs were big, and normally she would hide them as much as possible in looser-fitting clothes. She loved that someone else noticed her, not that she and Brian were in a bad place, but to know that Dave would be looking at her for the rest of the day made her smile. She excused herself to the bathroom; whilst she was away, the guests were asked to enter the wedding breakfast room. Brian held his arm out for Lauren, who smiled and wrapped her arm through his as they joined the waiting line.

Rebecca joined the rest of the group at the table; sitting next to her husband, she had Dave on her left, and Lauren was next to Brian. As they sat down, Brian noticed for the first time the slit in Lauren's dress that went up her thigh, and once seated, her thigh was exposed. If only I could stroke that soft leg and make her part her legs slightly. Stop. What was he thinking? He was seated next to his gorgeous wife.

The day continued, and as the dancing started, Brian and Rebecca held each other close and danced on the darkened dance floor, her breasts pressed against his chest, their faces close as they enjoyed the slow dance music and swayed their hips to the beat. After a while, Brian retreated to the bar; standing there, he overheard Dave talking to some others: 'I would love to fuck Rebecca; get those huge tits in my face.' The others were all laughing, encouraging him. Brian was raging. How dare someone talk about his wife like that? He was about to say something when a voice in his right ear said, "Leave it; he is drunk." He saw Lauren smiling.

Grabbing their drinks, he and Lauren headed to the terrace to find Rebecca. Unable to find her, they sat at an empty table, talking and laughing. Lauren had put her feet up on the spare chair, the slit of the dress revealing even more leg than earlier. Brian was trying not to look, but he was thinking, What is under that dress?. Lauren spotted him looking; she bent her leg at the knee, looking at Brian. “I’m so horny, Brian. I need a hard cock deep inside me.”  

Brian gulped, staring at Lauren. “What about a warm tongue over your panties?”

Smiling, Lauren replied, “Oh yes.”  

Rebecca found them, bringing them back to reality, and Lauren immediately told her what had gone on; she went deep crimson at the thought of someone talking about her like that. Don't be embarrassed; he knows you have the best tits here. Lauren teased her friend. 'No one would ever say that about me,' Lauren stated.

Soon it was time to leave. Lauren realised that Rob had left to start editing photos and, in his haste, had not given Lauren her bag that she had tucked into his camera bag whilst she was dancing.

Come to ours. Rebecca said, "It's no issue.”

"You sure?"

“Of course, not a problem,” Rebecca told her best friend.

Once home, Brian got blankets out and a spare pillow for the sofa. Undressing and putting on lounge shorts and a t-shirt, he headed downstairs. Lauren was grateful, but Brian was too kind. “You go upstairs,” he insisted. “I will be ok on the sofa.” Rebecca and Lauren headed to the bedroom, where 2 clean, crisp nightshirts of Rebecca's were on the bed. He was so thoughtful. The girls undressed, both comfortable with each other, having been friends since they were 12; now 28, they had seen each other in underwear and various states of undress.

Lauren couldn't help but sneakily look at her best friend as she took off her dress and revealed her sheer pink bra and thong. Rebecca reached round, unclipping her bra, letting them swing free in the cool bedroom air. Almost forgetting that Lauren was there, she cupped her boobs and gave them a gentle squeeze. Grabbing her nightshirt, unaware that Lauren was staring intently at her from behind. The thin material of her thong slid right up between her butt cheeks. Lauren turned and took off her dress, revealing a blue bra and matching French panties. 'I wonder if Rebecca is looking at me,' she wanted to know. She wanted her to be looking. Buttoning the nightshirt, she climbed into bed. She and Rebecca lay there talking about the day.

Lauren was very tipsy. "So could you imagine having your tits in Dave's face then?" She asked.

“I couldn't,” Rebecca nervously responded. "I'm married and could never hurt Brian.”

But Lauren said, "You would like to have your tits in Dave's face?"

Giggling Rebecca said, "Well, when you see how big his cock is, you wouldn't say no, would you?" 

Lauren laughed, nodding. "He is certainly packing it down there; big boobs want big cock," Lauren teased her friend.

“Be quiet,” Rebecca scolded her friend.

“Is Brian big?" Lauren asked.

“He knows how to use it," Rebecca replied.

“But is he big?" her friend asked again.

“Not really, just over 5 inches but quite thick,” Rebecca confessed. Why was she telling her friend this? "He makes me cum, and I love him so much."

Rebecca turned to the side.

“I'm sorry,” Lauren said. “I'm just so horny tonight, and Brian was so close to me earlier when we had the photos; I was just curious.”

"It’s ok. To be honest, I was hoping for a long night of sex tonight. I am horny too," she laughed.

They lay there in silence for what was only a matter of seconds but seemed like ages. Lauren had slid her right hand down under her nightshirt and was softly rubbing her pussy.

“What are you doing?" Rebecca asked. 

Lauren replied, "I'm sorry, I need to cum tonight." Pushing back the covers, she looked at her best friend. "Tell me how you fuck Brian," as she parted her legs and softly rubbed her panty-clad pussy lips.

Confused, Rebecca looked at her best friend and then did something unimaginable: she moved towards her best friend and kissed her softly on the lips. Shocked, Lauren froze and then slowly opened her mouth as their tongues entwined and explored each other's mouths. Rebecca's boobs were pressing against her side as they kissed, her hand moving and squeezing one of them softly, the kiss becoming deeper, and Lauren pulled her friend closer. Lauren's right hand was still stroking her pussy, but her mind was racing about what was going on here. She moved her hand away from her pussy, searching for Rebecca's hand and guiding it to her thighs. Rebecca was unsure, and whilst the kiss was amazing, this was going to another level.

As she pondered, Lauren reached for Rebecca's boobs and squeezed them firmly, feeling her already hardened nipple through the nightshirt.

“Let me see them," she asked.

Nodding slowly, Lauren started undoing the buttons of the nightshirt before pulling it up over Rebecca's head, her large boobs properly on view with the sweetest little nipples and areolas. Breaking the kiss, Lauren looked into Rebecca's eyes as her hands cupped her breasts, squeezing her friend's massive boobs, her thumb and finger rolling around her nipple. Rebecca swung her leg over Lauren, straddling her best friend. The touch of her friend's hands on her boobs was wonderful, her nipples so hard. She started softly grinding her pussy against her friend. Looking at each other, they both softly moaned as they became wetter and hotter.

Rebecca leant forward, her boobs hanging over Lauren. Lauren arched her head upwards and licked the hardened nipple in front of her, swirling her tongue around it before sucking it between her lips. Rebecca's moaning became deeper, pushing her pussy harder against Lauren. As her nipple was gently nibbled, she could feel her orgasm building; her clit was rubbing against her friend. She moved her hips faster, her boobs swaying as she felt her pussy tighten and then explode.

Panting, she was looking deep into Lauren's eyes. 'Come here,' Lauren motioned with her arm and kissed her friend deep on the lips, pushing her tongue into her friend. The deep kiss was soft, sensual and warm. Lauren's right hand slid down to her damp panties; she started rubbing herself, needing that orgasm just like Rebecca had enjoyed. Recognising Lauren's movement, Rebecca moved her hand up, running her fingers over the firm nipple. Lauren pulled her head closer to kiss deeper, her fingers rubbing her pussy harder, and Rebecca traced her hand over Lauren's stomach, finding her friend's hand and pushing it away. She rubbed Lauren's pussy quickly.

Feeling her legs open as she rubbed in a way that she would enjoy, she slowed the rubbing down, and moving her fingers slightly, she eased them into the top of the panties. Feeling Lauren's pubic hair, going down, her finger felt the soft wet lips of her pussy. Her finger slid between the wet lips and down and back up, finding Lauren's clit. She rubbed it so quickly. “Cum for me,” she whispered.

Her friend held her so tight, feeling her body tense and then shudder. She kept rubbing her clit until Lauren's hand grabbed hers and held it tight, to say no more! They lay cuddling, breathing heavily, with no words spoken, before they both drifted off to sleep.

Lauren woke to the sound of birds chirping in the trees; she looked to her left and saw the bare back of her friend. Smiling, she thought back to those lovely big boobs and was already thinking of the next time. She climbed out of bed quietly, grabbed the nightshirt from the floor, pulled it over her head and went downstairs. Walking into the lounge, she could see Brian still asleep, the blankets on the floor exposing his fitted boxers. Lauren crept towards him, certain that his cock was in some state of arousal. Spotting herself in the full-length mirror, she decided she looked half decent considering the alcohol and the events of last night. Brian stirred.

Lauren quickly darted into the kitchen and poured orange juice from the fridge. As she closed the fridge door, Brian walked in, his t-shirt baggy and his boxers hiding his morning erection. Seemingly not worried, they started talking about the wedding, laughing about the day before. Lauren commented on how turned on she had felt knowing that Brian had been looking down her cleavage. Brian's cock flexed slightly as she reminded him of the moment. Smirking, she said,

"Looks like you are enjoying the reminder?”

As she glanced down at his cock, Brian stuttered, "Lauren, I'm sorry.”

Taking two steps towards him, she put her finger across her lips, signalling for him to be quiet. She moved her hand towards his semi-hard cock.

"Let me help,” as she felt it harden from her touch.

Brian was shocked. 'How do I get out of this?' he thought, so badly wanting Lauren to wrap her fingers around his cock, but 'this is so wrong'. Lauren's fingers slipped into the waistband of his shorts. 'It's our secret,' and she exposed his cock.

Not letting him have any chance of escape, she started wanking him slowly, her hand sliding up and down his shaft. Rebecca was right: not a big cock, but very thick. She eased back his foreskin and ran her finger over the tip of Brian's cock.

"Lauren, we shouldn't be doing this,” Brian muttered.

Lauren just smiled, unbuttoning the nightshirt one-handed, exposing her firm breasts and large, hard nipples. Before kneeling, without saying a word, she rubbed the head of Brian's cock against her hard nipple, flicking his balls gently with her finger. She licked her lips and looked straight into his eyes before taking his cock fully into her mouth. Her hands pulled his boxers to the floor and cupped his arse cheeks as she slurped her way around his cock, never letting it completely out of her mouth, keeping the large bellend in her lips as her tongue explored. As she took it back into her mouth, her teeth traced against the hardness of his cock; she could taste his pre-cum on her tongue, and she wanted a full explosion in her mouth.

Caressing his balls, she licked from the base of his shaft to the top, swirling her tongue all the time. Brian put his hands on her head and pulled her onto his cock, thrusting his cock into Lauren's throat, knowing he was soon going to cum. 

Whispering, "Make me cum, Lauren,"

He wanted to fill her mouth; she looked straight up at Brian and continued to suck his cock, squeezing his balls. She felt his cock thrust once more as her mouth was filled with his cum. Swallowing everything she could, she kept his cock in her mouth, watching him intently for his next move. Her pussy was once again ready to be used; knowing she had made her best friend and her husband come within hours of each other was turning her on. Brian pulled his cock away from her mouth slightly, and she resisted before resting her hand around his balls; her mouth slid away.

"You need to help me now," she smirked.

Lauren took Brian's hand and led him back to the sofa. "What about Rebecca? I can't!" Brian exclaimed.

"Be quiet,” Lauren scolded, pushing him onto the sofa. "I need to be fucked; I want your cock inside me, Brian.”

She straddled him, kissing him deep, Brian's cock responding to Lauren being on top of him, getting harder as he massaged her firm breasts, pinching her nipples. She stood and pushed her underwear down her legs, her wet pussy now pressing against his hardened cock.

Slowly grinding her pussy against Brian's cock, letting the tip rub against her clit, Lauren could feel her pussy getting so wet. She put her arms around Brian's neck, lifting herself slightly before feeling Brian's cock against her swollen pussy lips. Looking into Brian's eyes, she moved closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against her own. Brian thrusting his cock gently, trying to find her pussy, she stayed in control. 

She whispered, "You're mine."

She let her lips meet Brian's, and as she opened her mouth, their tongues met, and in that instance, she lowered herself onto his cock.

Kissing passionately, she slowly rode his cock, up and down, feeling the thickness of his cock with every move. Gliding up, letting his cock just come out before sinking it deep back into her pussy, riding his cock quicker, feeling her clit grinding against his cock, kissing him harder, feeling her orgasm building, Brian started to gently pinch her big nipples, thrusting in time with her, his left hand went to her hip, then to her arse, and using one finger, he started to trace between her arse cheeks. Brian could feel Lauren's pussy tighten, so he thrust quicker and harder, breaking the kiss slightly.

"Come on my cock, Lauren," he whispered.

Lauren moaned as her pussy was getting tighter and tighter, struggling to thrust herself, Brian thrusting deep into her, Lauren pushing herself deeper onto his cock, riding her orgasm. Slowing the thrusts, Brian continued to kiss her, holding her around her back, pulling her closer, her breasts tight against his chest as she recovered. She kissed him deep; his cock felt so good, making her feel alive like she hadn't for a long time with Rob.

Brian broke the kiss, standing up, and lifting Lauren off his cock, he sat/laid her on the end of the sofa, opening her legs, lifting her left leg, guiding his cock back into her pussy slowly, thrusting quickly in and out of her pussy, rubbing her softened nipple which had retracted to be almost smooth, loving the feel of her smooth breasts, pulling his cock out and then pushing slowly back in, feeling her tight pussy around his cock. Lauren, having recovered, lay watching Brian fuck her.

Lauren was smiling, encouraging him. "Cum for me, baby, fill my pussy with your cum; use my pussy to make yourself cum."

Brian loved hearing her tell him what she wanted, but he had a devilish side to him, and as he thrust, he licked his forefinger before flicking the top of her pussy lips and then her clit. Lauren wasn't ready for it as Brian's finger hit her clit, pulling her hand over her face to stop herself from screaming out loud.

As she got used to his finger once more, her hands went to her breasts, cupping them and playing with her nipples, feeling them harden from her touch. Brian thrust and rubbed her pussy quicker and firmer, pulling out and then thrusting deep into her soaking pussy, almost pinching her clit. Her pussy tightened once more as he felt his cock explode inside her, rubbing her clit ferociously, wanting her to cum again as his cum started dripping out of her pussy. Within seconds of that lovely warm explosion in her pussy, Lauren moaned out her second orgasm. Breathing heavily, they collapsed naked on the sofa, Lauren's pussy and thighs covered with Brian's cum.

They sat in silence for minutes; Brian looked at Lauren before standing, grabbing his boxers and shirt, and disappearing upstairs. Lauren pulled her cum-drenched panties on, slipped on the nightshirt, threw the blankets onto the sofa, and walked into the kitchen, grabbing herself a drink. She was about to head outside to clear her head.

Rebecca strolled in. "Hey, sleep well?"

"Not bad, thanks; just woke up and have been enjoying some morning sunshine." Brian was fast asleep, so I went outside so as not to disturb him.

"How did you sleep?" Lauren asked. 

"Good, thanks. Head's a bit groggy this morning, though. Let's go outside.” Rebecca said 

She stepped to the back door, turning the key instinctively before heading out to the garden sofas. As they sat down, Rebecca could feel the freshness of the morning air on her nipples. She looked at Lauren; her friend seemed nervous, not her normal self. What was she thinking about?

"Do we need to talk about last night?" Rebecca asked.

Lauren smirked, "I enjoyed myself; I'm so glad I came and stayed at yours! To be honest with you, Ginge, I've been curious for a long time, but to be with you for my first girl-on-girl, oh my god, it was better than anything I could have imagined."

Rebecca smiled, knowing everything was ok; 'Ginge' was her nickname from schooldays, and Lauren was her only friend that still referred to her in that way.

"Did you enjoy it?" Lauren asked, worried that her friend didn't.

Ginge paused and looked around, staring into space, then looked at Lauren, her eyes filled with tears, and she started nodding. 'Crying quietly,' she said.

"I loved it, and I want to be with you more, but I can't upset and hurt Brian; he is my rock."

Lauren went to stand up.

“I'm ok,” Ginge said.

These tears are worry that I will upset you or Brian. I'm not angry or upset; I just don't want to lose everything I have.

Lauren reassured her, "Don't worry, it's between me and you; no one will ever know.