June informed Cynthia that she wouldn’t be seeing Jim for the rest of the day, adhering to the tradition that the bride and groom not see each other prior to the ceremony. While Jim and Robert would be getting ready in June and Robert’s room, the two women would do the same in Cynthia and Jim’s room.
Since it was late morning by the time they arrived back from picking out the dresses, June asked Cynthia if she wanted to go for their usual ‘aperitif’ at the Black Swallow Bar.
“But of course,” Cynthia replied, “I wouldn’t have it any other way on my wedding day.”
Dressed in their shopping clothes, the two women were soon on their knees in the secluded bar, each of them swallowing three loads of cum (“One extra since it’s a special day,” Cynthia said) before they made their way to the lunch buffet.
Jim and Robert were nowhere to be seen, and June received a text from her husband letting her know the two men were eating in a barbeque place the resort had on the beachfront. The two women chatted over a long leisurely lunch. As they took their time over their meal, they watched some other women sucking cock at their tables. As usual, the staff members would stand next to their seats while the women were being pleasured by their husbands on their knees beneath the table.
“God, I love this place,” Cynthia commented as they polished off their dessert, cinnamon buns with a little extra ‘frosting’ on top, courtesy of two of the waiters.
Leaving the dining room, June wanted to make a pit stop at her own room to pick up her makeup kit, and anything else she thought she might need for the ceremony. When they got to the building she and Robert were in, Cynthia said she’d just relax and wait outside in the sun while June gathered her things.
June wasn’t surprised when she came out about ten minutes later to find Cynthia on her knees beneath a swaying palm tree, her lips wrapped around the thick black cock of one of the landscaping crew, while she had a hard cock from two of his crewmates in each of her pumping hands. June could only smile and watch for a second before setting her stuff down and stepping forward. She sidled up to one guy, just as his friend went off in Cynthia’s mouth and replaced Cynthia’s pumping hand with her own as Cynthia slipped her dripping mouth over the second guy’s turgid prick. With June jerking him off into Cynthia’s mouth while Cynthia sucked on him like she was devouring a delicious meal, it wasn’t long before the young man sent a massive load splashing over Cynthia’s tonsils as well. They repeated the routine with the third guy until Cynthia noisily gulped down another thick load of milky semen, putting the finishing touches on a satisfying lunch.
Back in the cool comfort of their room, Cynthia washed down the cum clinging to the inside of her mouth with a bottle of sparkling water. “What am I gonna do about my hair?” Cynthia asked as she looked at herself in the mirror. “Do they have any kind of salon in this place?”
“They do,” June replied, “but trust me, you don’t want to use it. The guys working there know what to do with their cocks, but they’re not so good when it comes to actually cutting or styling hair.” June paused, a look of consternation coming over Cynthia’s face. “But not to worry, my dear, I’ll take care of you. I used to be a hair stylist many moons ago. I may not be up on the latest techniques, but I’m pretty sure I can manage. After all, Iook at the subject I have to work with. You could be a model, for Christ’s sake.”
Satisfied with that, Cynthia suggested they order some white wine spritzers to have a drink during the afternoon as they took their time getting ready. June got on the phone and ordered a bottle of white, another of sparkling water, two glasses, and a bucket of ice, knowing they were certain to have more than one drink each.
June had an idea for tipping the room service guy, which Cynthia eagerly agreed to. Once the strapping young fellow carefully set everything out on the desk, June beckoned him over. Before he knew it, June had his shorts open while Cynthia dropped to her knees in front of him and slipped off her top, exposing her sizeable breasts, spectacularly displayed in a lacy white bra. As the guy looked down wide-eyed into Cynthia’s deep dark cleavage, June started to jerk him off. Within seconds he was hard as a rock, the tip of his long black prick dripping precum as June’s talented hand pumped purposely back and forth.
Cynthia looked up at him and slowly removed her bra, tossing it aside before cupping her breasts and hefting the massive beauties. With her eyes locked on his, she provocatively lifted one breast and started sucking on it, her lips locked on the stiffening nipple as the wet sounds of her sucking filled the room. Less than a minute later, the poor soul found himself trembling as June’s stroking hand pumped out a huge load all over Cynthia’s tits, ropes and gobs of cum splattering everywhere on the voluminous orbs.
Shaking out the final drops onto Cynthia’s sumptuous chest, June tucked the fellow’s dick away into his shorts, zipped him up, gave him a quick pat on the front of his package and dismissed him. As soon as the door closed behind him, June dropped to her knees in front of Cynthia and started licking her breasts, lapping up every drop of the guy’s warm semen that she could. Even after she’d gotten Cynthia’s boobs totally clean, she kept going, focussing her attention on Cynthia’s big hard nipples.
“Oh god, June, you’ve got me all revved up again,” Cynthia cooed, her hands on the back of June’s head, pulling the woman’s working mouth against her heaving breasts.
“Hmm, then I think I better take care of that for you.” Without missing a beat, June coaxed Cynthia backward until Cynthia was sitting on the couch. June went to her knees once more, this time between Cynthia’s plump thighs as she pushed her legs apart. She slid Cynthia’s tiny skirt up, reaching beneath to grasp the waistband of Cynthia’s silky white panties.
“Oh my, you are wet, aren’t you?” June said, a bewitching smile on her face as she turned Cynthia’s panties inside out and held them beneath her nose, breathing deeply as she let her friend’s warm fragrance filter into her senses. As Cynthia watched her, June ran her tongue out and licked all along the sopping gusset, lapping up Cynthia’s warm juices.
“Mmm, nice,” June said before setting the panties down and going for the real thing. Her head slid under Cynthia’s little skirt as she plastered her mouth to Cynthia’s flushed pussy, her tongue seeming to be everywhere at once to Cynthia.
“Oh fuck, that is so good,” Cynthia moaned, her fingers instinctively feathering into June’s soft red hair as she gripped the woman’s head and moved June’s mouth wherever she wanted it.
Just a few minutes later, June’s skilful mouth had Cynthia blasting off, spraying June’s face with a deluge of warm honey. Cynthia lay there, moaning softly as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm as June tenderly licked and kissed her sopping mound, making Cynthia feel like she could just stay in that position forever.
“Come, my dear,” June said after giving Cynthia’s big clit one last kiss before sitting back, “we’ve both got to start getting ready. Do you want to go into the shower first?”
“No,” Cynthia replied, feeling like she could barely move at the moment. “You go ahead. I’ll go in after you.”
The women took turns showering and Cynthia came out to find June wearing one of the plush robes the resort provided in every room. Cynthia was sure the one June was wearing was hers, not Jim’s.
“I hope you don’t mind,” June said, nodding to the robe as she set some things from her makeup kit on the vanity counter.