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NEW STORY TITLE: Wedding Tales-bachelorette Party
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It gets wild as the ladies try to sort out the night before.
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Gloria sat on the side of her bed with a hangover. It was just seven o’clock but today she was getting married. She was at Kerry’s house since she lived with her fiance, Jack. They had had a girl’s night out the night before and everyone had gotten hammered. Luckily Kerry had hired a limousine for the round trip.
The bed moved and Gloria looked around quickly and then groaned as her head started pounding. Kerry wrestled with the covers and then pushed up with one arm. She had a pained expression on her face and one eye open. She saw Gloria, groaned, and laid back down.
“I thought I was in the guest room,” Gloria whispered and then looked down. She was naked. She didn’t normally sleep that way. “Where are my jammies?”
Without raising her head, Kerry said, “The same place as mine probably. I remember us undressing each other or trying to anyway. I remember crawling into bed and I do mean crawling. Then I was asleep, I think.”
Gloria searched her memory. She remembered leaving the apartment and getting into the limo. She remembered picking up Carol and Connie. She remembered them getting to the club. After that it was bits and pieces. “You’re doing better than me,” she said a moment later.
Kerry rolled over toward the center of the bed and ended up on her back with her bare hip against the back of Gloria’s equally bare ass. “What happened to Carol and Connie?”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
Gloria started to shrug but her head felt like a hammer on a gong as her shoulders moved. “I remember us picking them up and a few flashes at the club.”
“Flashes of them or flashes of something else?” Kerry asked.
“I think I remember you having your tits out.”
Kerry opened one eye again. “I remember your tits out.”
“I’ve never flashed in my life,” Gloria protested.
About then, the bedroom door swung open and a short compact naked little blonde said, “Sorry but you can’t say that anymore.”
Gloria groaned softly. “Carol, you’re crazy. I don’t do things like that.”
A taller naked blonde appeared behind Carol. “Girlfriend, you did a hell of a lot more than show your tits.”
Gloria’s eyes grew wide as she looked at Connie. “What… what do you mean?”
Connie reached around Carol and caressed her breasts. “Where should I start?” She said into Carol’s ear and then she licked it teasingly.
Carol shivered. “You’re going to start something again if you keep doing that.’
Connie grinned and licked the ear again. “I can handle it, how about you?’
Carol whimpered and leaned her head to the side so Connie could lick and kiss her neck. Gloria groaned as a memory of a tongue on her neck came to her. Then she remembered hands on her breasts but not who’s hands.
Kerry chuckled as she watched Connie’s hands massage Carol’s full breasts and then she sighed deeply. “Oh yeah, the topless dance.’
“What…. What topless dance,” Gloria asked quickly.
“The four of us on the dance floor at that last club,” Kerry said as if that explained everything.
“I… didn’t even know we went to more than one club,” Gloria whispered more to herself than anyone.
“Three actually,” Carol said and then moaned as Connie rolled and pinched her nipples as she continued to kiss the shorter girls neck.
Connie took a long slow lick up along Carol’s neck and then grinned as she looked at Gloria. “That last one was your idea. I didn’t even know it existed in this town.”
Gloria shivered as she remembered a lick very much like that one on her own neck. She had no idea what Connie was talking about and said so.
Kerry groaned as she sat up and leaned her head against Gloria’s back. “The Beaver’s Den,” she whispered softly.
Gloria’s eyes grew wide and she whimpered softly. “We… we didn’t go there,” she said and then groaned as she remembered the little club down by the river. It had been dark and loud and almost empty as they got there very late.
Connie grinned and licked Carol’s neck again. “From that groan I suspect it’s starting to come back to you.”
Kerry kissed Gloria on the back and then took a short lick along her spine. Gloria shivered and arched her back. Someone had kissed her back last night the same way. And then she groaned as Kerry licked her back again more firmly. A tongue on her back and a tongue on each nipple jumped to her mind. Her hands came up to her breasts and squeezed them.
Connie chuckled. “She’s getting there but I think she needs a refresher course.”
Carol shivered and stepped away from Connie. She walked over to Gloria and moved her hands away from her breasts. She stepped back and pulled Gloria to her feet. Gloria wobbled a little and then took a deep breath. “I… I… I…”
Connie came over to stand next to Carol. Carol licked her lips and then leaned forward to lick Gloria’s left nipple. Gloria gasped and then jerked as a hot tongue was applied to her tailbone and slowly worked its way upward. Connie’s tongue on her right nipple made her groan.
Gloria’s eyes slowly closed as the memory of the loud music and licking tongues of her three best friends kicked in from the night before. Kerry’s tongue moving up her back made her arch it. When she did, Carol and Connie started to suck on her nipples. She gasped loudly and grabbed a head with each hand.
By the time Kerry’s tongue was between her shoulder blades, Gloria was moaning softly and pressing her breasts even tighter to the two blondes faces. Two warm wet mouths, two sets of nibbling teeth, and two swirling tongues had her in her own little world of shooting pleasure.
Hands slipped around her waist and two soft warm breasts were being rubbed against her back. Kerry kissed her neck and licked it. “Remember now?”
Gloria just moaned as Kerry bit her neck lightly and then kissed it. Hands on her belly, breasts on her back, licks and kisses on her neck, two mouths on her breasts, Gloria was building to a large orgasm in leaps and bounds. The memory of doing this in a public place the night before just added to the fire.
Then another memory flashed behind her eyelids and she was coming like there was no tomorrow. A mouth was on her pussy and a tongue was snaking its way up into her vagina. Connie had her right foot lifted up off the floor, her hand under Gloria’s knee.
That tongue was marvelously long and flexible. It kept going and going and Gloria kept coming and coming. Her left leg threatened to collapse but Kerry’s arms around her waist kept her upright as that tongue did wondrous things deep in her pussy.
Gloria let out a yell as a finger suddenly started to roll her clit around. That hadn’t happened last night she thought through the haze of her orgasm.