A nude day wedding is a sight to behold, and enjoy.
Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.
I love outdoor weddings, as long as the weather cooperates and the middle of July, although warm should be very cooperative. When I saw the invitation to the wedding of my wife's best friend's daughter I was thrilled to see it was going to be an outdoor wedding. Further, the wedding was being held at their grandparents secluded lake lodge, along with the reception.
Now calling their place secluded is almost an understatement. The driveway leading down to the set of three twenty to fifty acre lakes is easily a mile and a half long, winding down through the woods and twisting around hills.
The lodge is a huge three story rustic building with well over a dozen bedrooms, three bathrooms and two great rooms, one on the main floor and one in the lower level. There was also a twenty five foot wide balcony deck over a large fieldstone patio, a the width of the lodge. The patio extends beyond the balcony for nearly a hundred feet with a large fieldstone hearth and grill built into the hillside acting as a wall. The property also had a variety of paddle boats, canoes and a nice sized deck boat for tooling around the small lakes, gazebos with tables and chairs and lots and lots of woods and walking paths.
They maintain this with the income from renting the facility out to groups, often having it rented every weekend for the entire summer. At fifty bucks a bedroom with a five hundred a night minimum, it has turned into a lucrative business for them some weekends bringing in over three grand for two nights.
As I said, I was glad to see that the kids were going to be married outdoors. They are an interesting couple, Emily being a petite young lady, now nearly twenty four if my memory serves me, having spent years as a gymnast, and now teaching gymnastics. I had occasion to enjoy her abilities when she surprised me at home naked one time, and even the thought of that event still makes me hard today, especially thinking about her milk filled tits.
Dan on the other hand is the opposite. Being a mountain of a man, and a football coach, he is so large he quite thoroughly dwarfs her.
The couple started out quite reserved, but over the last couple years I have noticed a trend where Emily has worn more and more revealing clothing. Nothing tasteless, just, revealing. My wife of course never approves of that kind of wear, but that's just her.
Anyway, here we were on the appointed day, July 14th, driving down the long gravel drive toward the lodge. I noticed quite a few cars parked around in front of the lodge, and added out suburban to the mix. I wondered who all they had invited as we followed the ribbons to the front door of the lodge.
"Hey Nancy, Mike!" Emily's mother Linda called as she opened the door, oddly wearing a bathrobe.
"Hi!" My wife said giving her a quick hug, which I also gave her as we stepped into the lodge. "You're not ready?" She asked.
"Actually, I am." Linda replied with a long face.
"I don't understand." My wife said curiously.
"Well, Dan and Emily decided that since they were getting married on national nude day, that they would have a nude wedding, and as Em says, she couldn't decide on a dress anyway."
I thought I would be picking her up off the ground after that comment, as it was my wife's jaw about hit the floor, even if she didn't. "You mean that they're going to get married naked?"
"Uh huh. The whole wedding party." Linda said quietly, explaining her robe instead of a dress.
"That's terrible!" My wife said in shock. "Is there anything we can do? Why didn't you tell us?"
"Well, to be honest, all the guests are invited to participate, And well, I thought if I told you, you wouldn't come, and well, I was kind of hoping that you would, you know, that way at least that way I wouldn't feel quite so alone!?" Linda said with an almost pleading look on her face.
"You want me to go naked, too?" My wife squeaked.
"Most of the guest so far have, but you're the closest of my friends that are coming. It would really help me to get through this." Linda said pleadingly to her. For my part I was trying hard to not grin like a Cheshire cat and keep a straight face at the thought of seeing a lot of naked women.
"Well, I don't know. Just the ceremony?"
"No, the reception too." Linda said quietly.
"We could. You have a good looking body." I injected to my wife, hoping to help her along.
"Oh sure. You'd love that, seeing all those naked women." She said with a disgusted look, knowing full well where my mind was headed.
"That wasn't really what I was thinking." I lied.
"Yeah, right, and that bulge in your pants is a tennis ball you forgot to take out of your pocket?"
"Well." I said sheepishly.
"Ok hot shot, You think this is such a great idea, you go naked and tell me how much fun it is to walk around with your hard dick showing off all night."
"As long as it's not just me, I say why not."
"Men, you are disgusting animals sometimes." My wife shot at me with a scowl.
"It isn't my fault, I didn't pick the dress code, but if you don't think you can handle it, we don't have to undress." I said, knowing full well how she responded to challenges.
"I didn't say I couldn't handle it, I just said it was disgusting." My wife shot back.
"Hey. I didn't insinuate anything. I just said we didn't have to. It's up to you, I'll do whatever you want to." I said putting it squarely in her court. I could see Linda looking at my wife pleadingly.
"Fine! Just to help Linda!" She said to me in a very exasperated tone. "Where do we get undressed?" She asked Linda.
"You can use the first room. It's empty. You can hang your clothes in the closet or there are baskets on the floor by the bed. There are also lots of flip-flops for you to wear if you don't want to use your shoes." Linda said as she led my wife to the first bedroom. She stepped into the room with us and stood by the open door, watching me while she tried to chat with my wife.
I quickly shed my shirt and slacks, hanging them on a hanger and putting them in the closet. I pulled off my shoes and socks, leaving my underwear for last, finally pulling it down and freeing my already hard dick. I was facing away from the door, but could see Linda in the mirror over the dresser, clearly trying to get a look. Finally I turned, letting her see my hard dick as I looked for a pair of flip-flops that fit. I saw her looking right at it, clearly enjoying the view, while my wife still had her back turned, folding her bra and underwear to put in the basket.
I don't think Linda even realized that she had slipped her hand into her robe, spreading it enough for me to see one tit, as she stroked her fingers across her left nipple, still staring at my hard dick.
"Well here goes nothing!" My wife said, as she turned around to look toward Linda, who was snapped back to reality, pulling her robe back closed defensively.
"Absolutely gorgeous!" I said as my wife looked over at me.
"You would say that you horny bastard!" She said trying to hide a grin as she looked at my hard dick. "You are enjoying this way too much at the moment. Just wait till you have to walk out there with that hardon. Reality check! You can't tell when a woman is horny just by looking, but it kind of sticks out like a sore thumb for guys."
"Nah. I'm just waiting for a chance to see Linda naked that's all. I mean we're naked and all, isn't she supposed to be too?" I joked, hoping to keep her thinking I had never seen, let alone had sex with Linda before. (but that is another story all together)
"Men!" My wife said walking past Linda and out of the room.
With a tiny grin, Linda spread her robe as I walked toward her, showing that she wasn't wearing anything but a pearl necklace.
"Very hot!" I whispered as I stepped past her to follow my wife to the stairs.
"You too." Linda whispered in reply.
I followed Nancy down the stairs to the lower level and out toward the patio. I could see a large number of chairs set up in rows along the patio, facing the lake. The whole patio was surrounded with white poles wrapped with flowers and it looked like small lights. All of this led to a trellis arch at the end of the Patio where the bride and groom would be standing, flowers and garlands of greenery flowing and wrapping around it. Quite a few of the seats were already full, and from my position it was clear the vast majority of them were as naked as we were. I followed my wife out the French doors and down the center aisle, looking at the people seated. The older couples for the most part had not disrobed, a few reducing to just their bra and panties. Mostly all of the mid thirty and below were completely naked. I saw quite a few couples sitting, guys with hard dicks sticking up and lady's with exposed hard nipples. There also seemed to be quite a few single girls sitting in groups, all in their mid to late twenties. As we walked down the aisle my hard dick swinging with each step, seemed to draw their attention.
We were only seated a few minutes when a couple young ladies came and sat next to me.
"This is really a beautiful setting, isn't it?" one of them asked, clearly eyeing my dick sticking up from my lap.
"It is. I like the flowers and the setting sun. A very romantic setting." I replied, trying to check out their bodies without my wife noticing.
"Oh I know. And doing it all naked. I need to do this when I get married. It is so fucking hot!" the second girl said.
"So you like this?" I asked the second girl.
"Oh yeah. I love being naked anyway, but around this many people is just so, exhilarating!" She said, followed by a deep sigh. "My name is Donna, what's yours?" She asked.
"Mike." I said as my wife elbowed me hard in the ribs. "You're friends with Emily?"
"Uh huh. We used to do gymnastics together." She said, still trying to look at my hard dick without looking like it.
"Good to meet you then." I said as the music started.
First to come down the aisle was Linda, completely naked except for light blue heels and a string of white pearls. She looked down at my dick as she stepped to the row in front of me, giving us a small smile.
It wasn't long before the groom and his groomsmen, all wearing nothing but black flip-flops and black bow ties, made their way up front with the priest, who was thankfully dressed.
The brides' maids began walking down the aisle, each holding a bouquet of white roses with tiny bits of blue in them, up nearly between their tits, dressed in nothing but white heels and white pearl necklaces. Each girl, well-tanned with little or no hint of tan lines, made their way to the front, giving all the guys a good long look at their tits and each of their mounds, their curly pubic hair all trimmed into the shape of a heart. By the time the last of the four had made it to the front the entire wedding party had gotten over their nervousness and were sprouting hard dicks.
Finally it was time for Emily to come down the aisle. She looked gorgeous, waking with her arm linked in her fathers, wearing white heels, a white and blue garter on one thigh, a string of white pearls and a white lace veil. Her full tanned tits wiggled and giggle enticingly with each step, reminding me of just how good they felt in my mouth, making my dick ratchet up one more notch. I was turned to face the aisle as she came down, the girl next to Donna, who's name I didn't know, backed up into me, pressing her bare ass against my hard dick. If I hadn't been standing next to my wife, I would have reached around and tweaked a nipple, but she would have killed me for that.
I remember little of the actual ceremony, instead being distracted by the hand of the girl sitting next to me, gently stroking my leg down where my wife couldn't see, and staring at the practically perfect asses of the maids of honor only a dozen feet in front of me. I don't know how many people noticed the youngest of the four shudder as if she had a sudden chill during the ceremony, but I was sitting close enough to notice the single drop of her juices run down her leg from her pussy. It was definitely not sweat, despite the heat!
Finally the ceremony ended and everyone cheered as the newly married couple were introduced before heading down the aisle. The setting sun and the flowered trellis a perfect background for the sexy bodies arrayed in front of us, including Emily. Each of the brides' maids paired up with their respective groomsman, each now sporting a hard dick, and followed a pair at a time down the aisle, followed by Linda and her husband.
The crowd was then ushered out, starting at the front, to go through the traditional receiving line. My wife and I were not quite first, but very much toward the front. Each of the bride's maids gave me a nice hug, their tits either pressing into my chest or just teasing it with their nipples. Linda, gave me a huge hug, as she did my wife. To my surprise Emily gave me a huge hug and a subtle squeeze of the cock as I congratulated them.
Finally free of the receiving line, we moved to the lower great room, and thankfully air conditioning, to snack on hors d'oeuvres until dinner, which would not be too far away, given the time.
"That was a pretty ceremony, wasn't it?" My wife asked as we shared a plate of cheese cubes and crackers.
"It was. Very nice." I agreed.
Sandy, one of Linda's friends that we knew in passing, came up to chat. She was slightly round, not thin but not what I would call fat either, with large breasts and a very pleasant face. "So that was an interesting wedding, wasn't it?" she asked.
"Yes." My wife said, noting that she was busy staring at my hard dick more than anything else. "Not used to watching one naked though."
"Oh me neither, I usually cry at weddings, this time I had to work not to cum just watching the groomsmen's hard dicks." She whispered a slight tint of pink coming to her face and chest.
"They did seem to sprout big ones didn't they?" Amber, a petite girl with tiny breasts and a very thin firm ass, one of the Emily's friends said as she walked up. "Jenny must have been so embarrassed though." She continued.
"Why?" My wife asked curiously.
"When she orgasmed standing in front of everyone? I think it was the first time she's ever been naked in front of anyone but the doctor." Amber replied. "I was surprised she agreed to do this."
"I'm sure not too many people noticed." My wife said. "I wonder what they have on tap for dinner?" She asked, trying to change the subject.
"Why don't I go get us something to drink?" I said to my wife, wanting to dodge whatever came next. "What would you like?"
"Tonight? How about an Amaretto Sour." She said.
I looked a bit surprised, neither of us being big drinkers, but headed off to the bar.
"Nice dick." One lady said as she stepped up to the bar next to me while I was waiting for my drinks. "I hope you're going to dance later, I'd like to grind against it a while!" She continued, pressing her hip against mine and allowing her hand to slide over and squeeze my hard dick. I looked over and was greeted with a very friendly face, but had no idea who she was. She had a firm body and a nice pair of tits, with her nipples standing out rock hard in front of her.
"Well, I'll probably dance later." I said non-committal.
"Good. Maybe I can steal you from your wife for a grind or two." She said with a smile and a wink.
I took my drinks and shook my head, looking back as I walked away to check out her ass.
"Here you go sweety!" I said handing my wife her drink as I got back.
We stood around working on our drinks while the photographer did her thing with the wedding party. That was going to be one interesting set of wedding pictures!
"Oh how pretty." My wife said as the lights on all the poles came on with the growing darkness.
"It is. Wanna go sneak out into the dark and neck?" I asked her quietly.
"You are bad!" she said with a giggle, having drained nearly the whole drink. "but I better go find the potty, first."
"Nah, come on." I said, leading her by the hand out into the darkness.
"But I have to pee!" She whispered as I walked her down toward the lake.
"So, pee out here!" I whispered back.
"Do I have to?"
"Why not? I mean it's not like you're going to get your clothes wet or anything. Hell, you're already naked."
"I really don't understand you." She said as she stepped behind a bush with me and crouched down. It was really getting too dark to see, but I could hear her pee hitting the dry ground. I was surprised when she reached over and stroked my hard dick a few times. "You know. I really ought to do something with this before someone else does." She whispered.
"Who else would do anything?" I asked.
"Oh, let's see, That girl Amber said she wished she could ride your rocket, and that lady at the bar seemed more than interested in your dick too."
"Oh, I didn't know."
"The hell you didn't. Half the women you walk past stare at your dick."
"Half the women walk by and stare at all the dicks, not just mine. And all the guys walk by and stare at your tits, but you don't see me making a scene."
"I suppose. But just the same." She said as she moved forward and enveloped my dick with her mouth. My wife wasn't much on giving oral sex to start with, so this was really out of character, but I ceased to care as she stroked her wet mouth up and down my dick along with her hand.
"Oh god." I mumbled, knowing I wasn't going to last long with all the teasing it had already received.
"Already?" my wife asked as she let go with her mouth and stood up. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me eagerly, her wet lips sucking mine while she stroked my saliva coated dick with her hand. "That's it baby!" She whispered, when she broke the kiss. "Cum for me. Squirt all over the dirt and trees like a fire hose!" she said as she moved slightly to the side and reached around to squeezed my ass. I reached a hand to her tit and gently squeezed and massaged her tit, twisting and tweaking her nipple.
"Oh god. You trying to make me cum?" She moaned quietly.
"Uh huh!" I said, trying to hold back as long as I could. "I want to fuck you!"
"Here?"
"Right here!" I said, putting my hand on hers, stopping her from jacking me off.
"Oh fuck why not?" She said, turning around and bending over.
I pressed my dick into her surprisingly wet tunnel, sinking slowly into her while she moaned with pleasure. "Oh yeah., I can handle that." She moaned as I reached around and started massaging her tits with my hand while I stroked into her pussy.
"Oh god. I'm not going to last long." I grunted, moving a hand to her crotch to stroke her exposed clit.
"Me neither." She grunted as her body shook gently, her orgasm working closer to its climax.
"Oh fuck!" I groaned as my body unloaded into her, jerking and twitching with each shot of hot cum into her pussy.
"Uh" she groaned as her body jerked in time with mine, her own orgasm triggered by the surge of cum into her. I held her tightly, both of us bent over trying to catch our breath, one hand still massaging her tit and the other gently stroking her clit.
"Oh that was good." I said practically panting.
"I hope it keeps those other ladies off your dick." She said as she stood up and pulled off my dick. She turned around to face me and squatted down, allowing most of my cum to leak back out of her onto the ground.
"I'm sure it will." I replied as I looked behind her into the bushes and saw Amber watching us, one hand on her tit and the other disappearing down out of site, blocked by the leaves of the bush.
"Good. Now, go down and wash off your dick in the lake and let's go eat."
I nodded in agreement and walked the few more steps to the lake and crouched down, washing my now limp dick in the cool lake water. From my new position I could see Amber, who crouched down to stay out of sight of my wife. She was squatting down and leaning back on one hand, her other hand working frantic circles around her clit, her knees spread as wide as they would go to give me a clear view. I watched her whole body tremble as she stared at me, both making sure I could see her and probably thinking that it was my dick inside her at that moment. Getting up I walked back to my wife and we walked with my arm around her waist back to the reception, leaving Amber to catch her breath.
Dinner was quite good, and my wife consumed enough wine to make her feel quite cheery, despite being naked in public. They had finished all the formal dances and traditions, such as father daughter dance and throwing the garter and such. When they opened the patio to general dancing I asked my wife if she would like to dance. "Hey love, would like to dance?"
"Not really. Why don't you go ask Linda, she could probably use some moral support at the moment." My wife said, nodding over to Linda who was sitting alone, her husband standing by the bar drinking his dinner.
"Ok." I said simply, getting up to walk over to Linda.
"Hey stranger." I said as I stepped up next to her. "Is your dance card open?"
"Hi Mike! I suppose a dance wouldn't hurt." She said, trying to put a smile on her face.
"Good." I said taking her hand and leading her out to the patio. I pulled her close to me and we danced to a fairly slow tune, her tits pressing into my chest.
"I didn't think we would get a chance to do this." She whispered, "I'm surprised Nancy would let you."
"If I could I'd take you out into the woods and screw you like we did that night by the lake." I said honestly.
"I know. I can tell." She said slipping her hand between us and finding my hard dick. She squeezed it several times and then stepped away slightly pushing it down to it was poking down between her legs. Being the better part of a foot shorter than I am, the move allowed my dick to press up against her pussy lips and clit as we danced. "oh, that feels good." She cooed as we slow danced in the gloom.
"Gonna cum?" I whispered after we had danced the bulk of the tune.
"Uh huh." She whispered, nodding her head against my chest as her body gave little shakes and quivers.
"I got you." I said, holding her close to me while she had as quiet of an orgasm against me as she could. I really wanted to go take her into the woods, but that was not a choice at the moment. It was only the number of people dancing on the patio that allowed what we were doing to be shielded from my wife.
The song ended all too soon, and the next was a faster number that I really didn't want to dance to, so I led Linda off the dance floor over to the table my wife was at.
"So have a good dance?" My wife asked me somewhat drunkenly, looking down at my hard dick, obviously s wet with Linda's juices.
"Uh huh."
"He's really a good dancer." Linda said, still looking flushed.
"He can be." She said before leaning over toward Linda. "Not to mention a really hard dick!"
"Umm, yeah. He does." She answered somewhat warily.
"Yep. good dick to get off on. Did it feel good?"
"What?" Linda asked in shock.
"Did it feel good getting off on him? I'm not stupid. I can see your cum on his dick."
Oh shit was all I could think of, but she didn't at all seem angry.
"I thought you needed that, and you weren't about to get any from your hubby." She said to Linda with a grin. "Knowing my husband like I do, he would jump at the chance to rub his dick against your pussy. But don't get me wrong, this is a one-time thing, ok?"
Linda looked quite relieved and nodded her understanding. "I understand. I'm glad you do."
"This nude wedding thing has been a bit hard on both of us. I figured you'd need some relief, I know I did. I let him talk me into getting screwed down by the lake before dinner." She whispered to Linda.
"Oh. I see." Linda said knowingly.
A bump and grind song started and a number of the people got up and started dancing, their naked bodies pressing and grinding together. I could see that a few were taking the opportunity to allow dicks to slide into and on pussies.
Donna, one of the young lady's that sat next to us during the ceremony came over and circled her arm in mine. "There are a distinct lack of good looking guys willing to dance. Can I borrow your husband for a dance or two?" She asked my wife sweetly.
"As long as you stay on the dance floor, I suppose you can!" my wife answered, clearly not seeing what all was happening out there.
"Great!" She said with a grin. "Come on Mike!"
"I don't know how to dance like this!" I protested half-heartedly.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you!" she said, pulling me toward the patio.
True to her word she dragged me to the middle of the patio, with lots of bodies between us and my wife, she showed me how to dance, her back pressed against my chest, and her ass against my hard dick. She used her hands on my hips to help me follow her motion, occasionally reaching around and squeezing my ass.
"You can touch me too." She said, pulling one of my hands from her hip up to her firm little tits. "Oh yes, like that." She said quietly as I squeezed one of her tits and nipples and ran my hand up and down her body.
"Like this?"
"Oh yes!" she answered over the music, reaching between us to find my hard dick. She pushed down, making me squat lower and pushing my dick up and out between her legs. "Much better." She said as she ground into me, my dick now sticking lewdly out between her legs, making her look like she had a short fat dick.
The song ended and we stood still while the next started, a bit slower but still a bump and grind.
"Just what I needed." She said as she turned her head and kissed me wetly, pulling my head over her shoulder to help reach. With her other hand she stroked my dick and pressed it against her pussy until she had the head between her lips and pressing up into her tight tunnel. "Oh fuck" she groaned into my mouth as she sunk lower on my shaft.
"You know we can get caught this way!" I said quietly.
"I know. Makes it all the hotter, doesn't it?" she said breathlessly as she started bouncing up and down my shaft to the music.
"I'm not going to last long doing that." I said honestly.
"I know, me neither!" she panted, bouncing and grinding harder.
It was more than I could take, my dick and body jerked suddenly, spouting cum deep into her hot pussy. "Oh, Yes!" she squeaked as her body jerked in time with my squirts of cum. We tried to continue to move to the music but there was no way we could for several long seconds. Finally she began to move again, my dick softening and slipping from her pussy.
"That was great, thank you!" she said as she turned to face me and give me a big hug, hiding that her hand was rubbing her juices into my cock to make them less noticeable.
"You want to dance more?" I asked as the next song started.
"No I need to sit down and catch my breath." She said taking me by the hand and leading me back to my wife.
"Here he is Mrs. C. Good as ever!" she said as I sat down.
"Just missing his hardon. I take it he couldn't take the bump and grind?"
"Oh that? Isn't the first time I made a guy cum in his pants, but this time he didn't have any pants!" She said with a giggle, covering the fact that it was inside something else where that load was deposited. "He really is a quick learner."
"Yes he is that." My wife said, clearly not upset about what she thinks happened.
"Well, I might be back for another dance later." She said as she got up. "Right now I need to use the little ladies room."
We sat for nearly twenty minutes, the three of us talking while the music played and people danced.
"Mike!" Emily said, walking up to me. "I have to have a dance with you before the night is out. How about now?"
"Don't you think your husband should have one?"
"We have been. He's off dancing with an old girlfriend, so I figured I can dance with my second dad!"
"I suppose so." I said as she led me to the patio, wearing nothing now but the heels and pearls.
"So how does it feel to be married?" I asked as the music for a slow dance started and she pulled her body against mine, resting her head on my shoulder.
"So far pretty good, but seeing your hard dick earlier made me really want to ride it again." She whispered as my dick hardened between us.
"I know what you mean. I saw your naked tits and all I could think of was getting showered with your milk the last time."
"It was good wasn't it?"
"Probably the best sex I've ever had." I whispered to her.
"Well, you never know when I might pop in and need to express a little milk!" She said with a grin.
"Oh god. “I said as she slipped a hand between us and squeezed my hard dick. "I could so fuck you right now."
"Just wait, " she said with a grin as the song wound down. The next number was a bit faster, and as the music picked up she danced me toward the far end of the patio and then pulled me back out into the darkness. Out here it was impossible to tell who we were, everyone being naked, so she pulled me to a bench by the lake and sat down, spreading her legs wide. "Ok here's your chance!"
Without a word I squatted down and aimed my dick at her pussy. I pushed into her and quickly started stroking in and out. "Oh god." I grunted as she humped back up to meet my thrusts.
"Yeah, that's it. Cum for me!" she cooed as I pounded into her.
"Oh shit!" I panted as my body jerked after nearly a minute of pounding her hot pussy. My body jerked and spurted cum into her, shot after shot of hot cum emptying into her pussy. She reached up and pulled my face to hers, kissing me wetly while she stroked her clit in tiny circles, finishing off her own orgasm within a few seconds.
"Won't Dan be upset?" I asked her as we tried to catch our breaths.
"I don't care. He had his dick in that old girlfriend, so I figured it was ok for me to thank a very good friend. You've been like a dad to me for so many years, I just wanted you to know how special you are to me." She said quietly. "Thank you, for everything you've done for me over the years, and hopefully all the things you will do to me over and over again." She said as she pulled my face to one of her tits.
I gently kissed and sucked each nipple while my dick slipped from her pussy. "Too bad we had to rush." I said quietly as we got up.
"I know." She said as she squatted down, and sucked my dick into her mouth, cleaning all our cum from my dick while her pussy drained. After almost an entire song had played she got up, having worked my dick back to enough of a hardon that my wife wouldn't notice.
We walked arm in arm, looking innocent and walking around the side of the grill and across the patio, both of us knowing exactly what we had done and feeling like we had covered it quite well.
"I better go!" she said with a kiss on my cheek. "Thank you for the dances."
"You're welcome Em." I said as she pulled away.
I sat down at the table and watched her perfect ass walk away. "I hope they're ok." I said quietly.
"Why?" My wife asked.
"She told me Dan was screwing around on her already."
"Oh like you were doing with Linda?"
"No. Much worse than that." I said without thinking. After realizing what I said I added "All I did was let her get off pressing against my dick while we danced. That isn't really having sex, is it?"
"Yes, but then I sent you out there knowing something would happen."
"I think it's time to head home." I said, feeling like if we stayed any longer I would get myself into more trouble.
"Oh I agree." She said getting up. I followed her up the stairs watching her naked ass inches in front of me. I couldn't resist reaching up between her legs and stroking her wet pussy.
"Too bad you have to get dressed. I like looking at your naked body."
"We don't have to dress." She said as she reached the top of the stairs. "In fact, we can drive home naked if you want. I wonder if we can get all the way home before I make you cum?"
"Worth finding out!" I said as we picked up our clothes from the closet and basket and headed for the suburban.
My wife had her head in my lap, licking and sucking on my hard dick before I even had the truck turned around and headed home. I wondered just how far I would be able to get before I had to stop and screw her.
"Next year, let's do something for nude day. I really had fun tonight!" She said from my lap.
"You got lover!" I answered with a grin, already starting to think about next July 14th.
Based on a post by m_storyman_x for Literotica
