Reading the two previous chapters may provide a more thorough understanding of the story...
After the encounter with her grandmother I heard from Jenna two days later. She called to invite me to the wedding of her cousin. She said the wedding was two weeks from Saturday and apologized for the short notice. I said I understood and would be happy to attend. Jenna gave me the time and asked me to pick her up, I agreed and said I would see her then.
When the day arrived I picked Jenna up at her house. I was wearing a dark blue three-button suit with a royal blue shirt and a dark blue and royal blue tie. Jenna looked absolutely ravishing. She was dressed in a black mid thigh length spaghetti strapped dress and wearing black, dual strap slide shoes. The dress was cut to show a good amount of cleavage and a bra was noticeably absent. The fit of the dress was tight around the mid-section and flared toward the bottom. It could have been made especially for her the fit was so perfect. Jenna's hair was sweeping onto her shoulders in a style that fit her lovely face precisely. Her family had previously left and after she greeted me with a big hug and deep tongue kiss we left for the church.
When we arrived at the church it decorated beautifully. The church was divided down the center with one aisle and each family having a half. As we sat down on Jenna's family's side, she pointed out various members of her family to me. I noticed that there were very few men on Jenna's family side and she commented that most of the women were divorced or widowed.
The ceremony was nice and we readied ourselves to go through the receiving line. The line was not long for there were just over 150 people at the wedding. While waiting in line I got a chance to see more of the people Jenna had described to me, but were sitting at the time. At the front of the church was the bride and groom, his mother and father, and the brides mother and father. I went through the line and shook all the hands, but got a hug from the bride. We she turned to give me what I thought would be a small peck on the cheek, she licked my ear and told me to have fun at the reception. Her mother then followed her lead and also gave me a hug. I let my hand accidentally or purposely slide down to her ass and squeezed a little. The brides mother, who I later found out was named Cari, hugged me tighter when I did this and didn't seem to mind my hand on her ass. I looked over at Jenna who was greeting the bride's father, her uncle, locked in a tight embrace with him and I could see his hands were just above her round ass. We exited the line and made our way down to the doors of the church. We got in my car and we drove the short distance to the hotel where the reception was being held. Jenna's family had set aside a block of rooms and we knew it would be a late night so we reserved one and went to check in.
In the room, we had a little time before the start of the reception, Jenna filled me in on the wedding party. Cari, her aunt, was her mother's sister. The bride, Susan, was of course her cousin. The two bridesmaids were Susan's sisters Shari and Steffi.
Jenna freshened up a bit and I also took the time tidy up and get prepared for the evenings festivities. When we left the room and headed down to the reception Jenna was looking stunning. A hint of her white breasts could been seen from time to time as she turned in certain directions, but not to much as to be considered excessive.
We sat at the table with Jenna's mother, grandmother and her younger sister Janey. Jenna's mother Clare was looking lovely in her red suit with a zipper front and a small, tasteful, yet sexy split in the short skirt, and a tailored fit.
The activities started and everyone was getting involved. As the blissful couple completed their first dance everyone left their seats and circled the dance floor. As I got up Jenna grabbed my hand and walked me to an empty table in the back corner of the room. I took a seat and she sat down on my lap. Jenna was facing away from me and grinding into me simulating a lap dance. When my cock got hard, which didn't take very long, she deftly took it out and placed it under her dress at the entry to her panty clad pussy.
Jenna uttered, "I want you to fuck me right here and now. My pussy has been wet ever since you picked me up this afternoon and upstairs in the room I had to masturbate to keep from attacking you there. Now I'm going to ease this big black cock in my pussy and ride it nice and easy. No one will know what we are doing, since the table cloths are so long, and they will think I'm just sitting on your lap."
Jenna pushed aside her panties and eased my cock in her tight wet pussy and let out a very low deep moan. She slowly slid all the down on my eight inches and when she bottomed out I felt her cunt muscles clench. She slowly rolled her pelvis around my lap but kept her upper body pretty much motionless. I wanted so much to grasp her breast but I knew I couldn't for fear of being discovered. Jenna leaned back against me and gave me a little tongue. Jenna worked her pelvis into me for a good while.
The first dance was over and everyone stayed put for the bride's dance with her father. Jenna continued working on me at the table knowing I couldn't hold out much longer with my cock deep in her.
Jenna asked, "Kyle, I want you to cum with me. I can't take this much cock without cuming, so cum with me please."
I told Jenna, "Anything you want baby just tell me when."
Jenna leaned back against me and told me now, I'm cumming now. I tightened my ass cheeks and pushed up hard into her pussy and let loose some forceful blasts. Jenna jerked her body hard and I felt her liquid oozing out around my dick. She stiffened for a moment and released with a freeing breath. I leaned back in the chair drained, but feeling good. Jenna slowly, inch by inch, dislodged herself from me and stood. She said she was headed to the room to get herself together and would be down shortly.
I leaned back in the chair and placed the tablecloth over my lap to rest before getting up and returning to our assigned seats. I was happy to see that the groom was dancing with his mother, so I had time before I had to be back at our table.
As soon as I got myself together I felt someone on my wet, slick, cum immersed cock. I had no idea who it could be so I raised the tablecloth; the first thing I saw I was looking down into a set of small but perky tits. The blond hair was set up in a formal ponytail style. I looked at the face and saw it was Janey. Janey was sucking my dick and doing a damn good job of it. She was licking the cum from both her sister and me and liked the mixture. I wanted to reach down and get her off my cock, but when my hands were lowered, they immediately found her pert breast. My hands entered through the sides of her dark blue halter style dress and right to her hardening nipples. I played with her tits for a short time and after she had cleaned my cock I pulled her up to me in the chair. Janey sat facing me on my lap and we locked for a quick kiss. I captured her ass and positioned her directly on my cock. I attempted to move her panties aside and enter her young snatch but the song ended and the guest were headed back the tables. Janey jumped down from my lap and headed over to our table. I stuffed my hardening cock into my pants and headed toward the table too.
After the festivities, we ate a very nice meal and the floor was open for dancing. Jenna had come down right before dinner and was playing with my cock throughout the meal. When her hand wasn't in my lap, her sister Janey's was. The DJ played a nice slow song and before I could ask Jenna to dance her uncle, Pete, the bride's father snatched her up and took her out on the floor. The floor was quickly getting crowded and Jenna's grandmother, Cynthia, Cyn for short, yanked my arm and told me to dance with her.
When we got to the middle of the dance floor I notice how well Cynthia was dressed. She wore a dark gray top and long skirt set that came with a matching long, almost floor length duster jacket. Cynthia held me close and I grabbed her around the waist. I started to get hard from the way Cynthia was grinding into me, I hoped she didn't notice.
