The Ceremony....
.....a scrapbook of scenes from three person's lives.
Allison and Andy. Andy and Allison. Inseparable. Fun loving. Early-thirties couple married nearly seven years. Allison; five foot five 110, auburn hair halfway down her back. Cutie. Hottie. Small, but firm and shapely breasts, under a tee shirt with no bra, no way you can't notice them. Or stare as the pointy nipples make it hard not to stare. Skinny little round ass, in a skimpy string bikini by the pool or at the beach or out on a friend's boat, again, hard not to stare. She's a sparkplug. Fun to be around.
Andy; five foot eight, 145, short dark brown hair, always clean shaven, always dressed crisp and clean. Metrosexual, always concerned about his looks, his grooming, his clothes. Allison teases him about it. She's closer to a hippie chick, casual and natural; he'd be closer to a "GQ" model if he were manlier and muscular, neither of which he is, though he is quite handsome in a very boyish, almost effeminate way.
Then there was their friend, Aaron. He was taller, like six two, one seventy-five, shaggy sandy blond hair, a dreamboat for all the girls who came across him. Aaron was popular and both girls and guys loved to be around him, but he never seemed to have that one steady girlfriend. Anyway, early in the marriage, Allison, Andy and Aaron were all three themselves inseparable, always hanging out, going out, partying, having fun together. Called themselves "triple A", joked that they should sell insurance. Aaron had moved away about year two of Allison and Andy's marriage and when he moved back about year six, both Allison and Andy were ecstatic to have their friend back.
Like any marriage, things change and maybe the change came when Allison got a job at the hospital and worked the three to eleven shift. Andy always worked days, so they did not see as much of each other as earlier in the marriage. With Aaron back in town, he and Andy still hung out quite a bit.
Let's backtrack to earlier before Aaron moved away. The three of them went camping, and the first night after partying quite hard, they were in their sleeping bags in the tent. Allison was in the middle with a boy on either side. Aaron, when he could tell Allison and Andy had passed out and were sleeping, he couldn't help but masturbate. He tried to be quiet but with Andy sleeping and snoring, Allison woke and silently figured out what was going on with Aaron. She whispered in his ear "let me help" as she slipped her hand inside Aaron's sleeping bag. Allison loved what she felt. Aaron's rather impressive cock felt rather bigger than her husband Andy's penis. This was an exciting little encounter as both Allison and Aaron were enjoying this naughty hand job. When Aaron finally ejaculated, he tried to stifle his moan, but it was an exasperated loud sigh, somewhat breaking the silence, which with the rustling of Allison's hand job, it was unmistakable what was going on.
Andy had been awoken by this, but kept quiet, as he realized what was happening next to him. He also was much aroused by it and began masturbating himself as well. The noise of Allison's hand job to Aaron hid the sound of Andy's own masturbation and as Aaron ejaculated, soon too did Andy. In a simple moment the next day, Andy let Allison know that he knew what happened during the night. He told her that he was not upset, that it excited him and told her that she should do both of them in the tent tonight. And so, she did. On her knees between the two boys with a penis in each of her hands she masturbated her husband and masturbated Aaron to lively ejaculations. Andy had reached his hand up under her tee shirt, feeling up his wife's lovely little titties as she wanked his penis to climax. Aaron was polite and said "thank you, dear" as he enjoyed this second night of Allison's touch on his cock. Both boys loved sharing their ejaculations in the tent with her and with each other. It was very erotic observing the other boy's penis and the other boy's semen ejaculating in the warm glow of the camp lamp.
Allison. When she married Andy, she may have had some of the naivety of a twenty something girl. Marrying Andy seemed like the right thing to do back in her twenties, but some of the luster was fading from their romance, though they really still got on quite well. Now in her thirties, one thing she always enjoyed was sex. And Allison had a natural flare for looking hot. Whilst Andy was strait laced and loyal, Allison had never had any problems with a side fling. It was just her thing to keep life interesting. Like the time at a bar when Andy was drinking and so engrossed in a conversation with a friend, that Allison, in a short jean skirt and tight top "showing off the girls" snuck a guy she had been flirting with into the back office of the bar and screwed him. Andy was oblivious to the tryst when she waltzed back to the bar and kissed him on the cheek.
Andy. With his short hair, blue eyes, flawless, smooth skin, lean taut body, Andy also would catch the eye of girls in Allison's circle before they began dating. One of Allison girlfriends showed a romantic interest in Andy that led Allison to be jealous of her friend's interest in Andy. This led her to push hard for Andy as their courtship began before marriage. It was a casual, easy-going love of life that was his style and Andy's loveable nature that kept the marriage afloat. There was, however, something about Andy that sent mixed signals about his sexuality that he himself was oblivious to, or it was something that he simply chose not to be aware of. His very polite "metrosexual" mannerisms had on several occasions led people to assume he was gay, even if Andy himself did not openly recognize it. Some of Allison's other girlfriends were convinced of it, though they did not know him intimately as Allison did. Andy was not particularly a masturbator, or so it appeared, and like most males, he allowed himself that pleasure.
Aaron. Aaron never seemed to have a real job but was always involved with the arts and photography, involved in society events; he was not a social butterfly, but close. He drove a nice car, wore stylish clothing, had a boat at the marina and lived in a well-appointed bungalow in town. The truth of it was that Aaron was a trust fund kid. He did not flaunt the good fortune of his financial well-being, but like his good looks it was easy to notice. Aaron was kind, respectful and polite and shared the fun-loving lifestyle Allison and Andy enjoyed.