Danny and I meet Stasia and Roni’s Wedding (MFF)

If you haven't read about Danny, Roni and me, you might want to catch up on my earlier posts, it will put the following into context. Note that my "Satisfying Evening" took place long after these events.

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So, it was the weekend of my sister, Veronica's, wedding. This was a big deal for Roni and for our parents. Her bachelorette party had been the previous Saturday, and it was well attended. Now we were all down in San Diego and it was the Friday afternoon of the rehearsal and dinner. Danny and I checked into the hotel along with other members of the wedding party and out-of-town guests. My mother was a corporate officer with the conglomerate that owned the hotel chain, and was able to reserve half of a floor, as well as have the rehearsal dinner and wedding reception hosted there.

Danny and I were assigned a gigantic suite, with a living area, two big bed rooms, one with a king size bed, the other a queen, a massive bath with a tub, and a shower you could host a party in. Plus, the view of the harbor and the ocean was spectacular! As we got settled in, Danny took my face in his hands and gave me a long, deep kiss, a sign that he was ready to fool around at that moment, but I begged off, telling him it would make us late for the rehearsal.

We drove to the chapel, and met all of the others. I was Roni's maid of honor, along with five other bride's maids. Danny was asked to be one of the groomsmen. It was at the rehearsal that we meet Stasia for the first time. She was tall, blonde, and had a slight accent. Apparently she had emigrated to the US when she was 16, then went to school with Roni in northern California. They met as sorority sisters and were pretty close. The wedding rehearsal went smoothly, and everyone returned to the hotel to party.

The dinner was held in one of the hotel's private dining rooms. O d'oeuvres were served, and there was an open bar. We were seated at a table of eight, along with three of the bride's maids and three of the groomsmen. Danny was on my right and Stasia was seated on my left. During the meal Stasia was asking me a ton of questions, wanting to know how I met Danny, how long we had been dating, etc. I spotted Roni flitting around the room with a drink in her hand and excused myself to talk to her. Roni was already feeling pretty good, and she seemed to be dishing out all sorts of gossip to whoever would listen. I asked what the deal was with Stasia, and Roni confessed that since Stasia had flow in only yesterday and had missed the bachelorette party, that the two of them had gone out drinking last night, that they both got pretty shitfaced, and that Roni may have spoken a little too openly about both Skip and Danny. I asked if Stasia was in a relationship, and Roni said she had "just broken up with her boyfriend. Or was it her girlfriend? One of those for sure."

I returned to the table with tequila shots at the same time that Danny went off to help haze Skip. I chatted with Stasia and asked what Roni had actually told her. As we drank more tequila it came out that she knew all about the night that Roni had slept in the same bed with Danny and me! Oh, goodness! And after a little more to drink Stasia then asked if I had enjoyed it, and if I had ever thought of doing something like that again!? I may have had a buzz on, but the suggestion was pretty clear!

Stasia wandered off for more drinks leaving me to consider her offer. That night with Roni was great fun for Danny, but there had been no way I would have done anything sexual with my own sister. Stasia on the other hand was tempting. In college I had given women a try, and while it was OK, I was far more attracted to men. Still… About that time Danny returned to the table and I told him about Stasia's come on. Danny asked me if I was up for this? Would this be something like my college days? I was surprised to hear that, as I had never mentioned those relationships to him. He told me that Roni had told him. "Don't I have any secrets?", I nearly shouted! But even with that surprise, I had had plenty to drink, and found myself telling Danny, "Sure, I'm in. Let's do it". Danny told me that I had to be a little more involved than last time, and I agreed.

After a long evening the dinner broke up and the three of us took the elevator to the 21st floor where all the rooms were. The three of us went into our room and Danny found a music channel on the entertainment system. He hung up his coat, then we broke into the mini-bar, kicked off our shoes, and the three of us sort of clutched each other and danced circles slowly in the darkness, trying not to fall over. It was quite close and intimate, and after a while I felt Danny's hand behind my head. This usually meant he wanted to kiss me. As I lifted my face, I was met with very soft lips, but quickly realized that I was kissing Stasia. I felt her tongue run along my lips and instinctively I just kissed her back, pushing my own tongue into her mouth. She tasted sweet, and she was kissing me pretty passionately in no time.

Danny looked on, and when we broke the kiss leaned forward and took Stasia's face in his hands and kissed her as well. She seemed equally comfortable kissing either of us. Then Danny moved behind Stasia, reached up, and started to unzip her dress. She allowed it to fall off of her shoulders and onto the floor, showing a black bra and little matching shorts. I got my first good look at her now. She had very long legs, but smallish boobs (I would put her at a B cup). Danny unhooked her bra and slid it off, then slipped his hands inside her panties at the hips and pushed them down as well. She was completely shaved. It was both strange looking and intriguing to me.

We moved into the big bed room where Danny now proceeded to undress me. Once the last of my clothing came off, Stasia and I started in on Danny, not slowing down until his shorts hit the floor. The drapes covering the sliding door to the balcony were open and Danny opened the door as well. It was warm for the time of year and the faint sounds of the city below made their way up to us. Each of the balconies was enclosed and private, but sounds could carry.

We stood together for a few moments, each rubbing and brushing the others with their hands, and gently kissing or biting one another. Danny finally moved things along by suggesting we use the bed, and each of us takes a turn on the bottom with the others on top. Danny lay down first on his back and Stasia and I climbed onto the bed on either side. Danny was pretty erect by this time and I decided to take him into my mouth. After a gasp from Danny, he asked Stasia to climb onto his chest, and from there he lifted her forward so she was kneeling over his face. I had been getting pretty worked up by this point and decided it would be fun to straddle Danny. I rubbed myself for a while and when I was wet enough I sat over him and guided his penis in. After a few up and downs he was completely inside of me. I was really enjoying this, and I think Stasia was as well. Danny had managed to get one hand on my breast, one hand on Stasia's breast, playing with our nipples, and he was bucking me as I rode him. Based on the way Stasia was moaning, he was doing a pretty good job with his tongue on her. I had my head in Stasia's back was brushing Danny's nipples with my fingertips, thinking that I might get him to come.

But it was Stasia who came first. Not the biggest orgasm I have ever heard, but very plain to see. Her excitement started to get to me, and the feeling of Danny so hard inside of me caused me to let out a long, low moan as I shuddered to a climax as well. Danny seemed pleased with himself as he squirmed his way out from underneath us. Next it was Stasia on her back. Danny moved down to start kissing and licking her, something that he excelled at. Stasia asked me to sit on top of her so she could have the pleasure of eating me. This felt a little strange to me, but I was excited to give it a try. I found out pretty quickly that Stasia was GOOD at this. She was pinching my nipples with both hands and I was getting very turned on. Not only did she have a long tongue, she had excellent command, and knew exactly how to pleasure a woman. I found myself moving gently up each time she hit a sensitive spot, then quickly down again so that she didn't have to stop. From what I could hear, Danny was going strong.

Soon I felt the climax coming, growing and growing and then I climaxed again! Much harder this time. It really snuck up on me. The waves of pleasure were running up my spine causing me to arch my back and bounce up and down. Oh, God, it was great! Finally it was my turn and I lay down. Danny gave me a few kisses on my lips, then my breasts, then moved down out of the way and started licking me, determined to bring me to a third climax. I invited Stasia to kneel over me, as I now really wanted to return the favor. Stasia had an interesting taste to her, I would describe it as honey without the sweetness. Her shaved pubic area is also weird, but it does mean there are no loose hairs to deal with. Stasia moved up to my face and she was already very, very wet. Almost dripping. I'm trying to do the same things to her that she just did for me, but I'm having trouble as Danny has gone into overdrive on me and this is commanding a lot of my attention. I finally decide to go into "autopilot" with Stasia and focus on Danny. Very quickly I feel the orgasm coming on and I start to moan loudly into Stasia. The climax is wonderful and thank God Danny decided to ease off and let me come down gently. Once I gained my composure I returned my focus to Stasia. She was wiggling and twisting all over the place. While I was licking and poking and sucking and brushing her nipples, she was moaning louder and louder in her cute accent, and when she came I thought it must have been raining. She was very, very wet and just sliding around all over my face.

Stasia rolled off of me and lay next to me on the bed. This only left Danny. He looked at me and suggested we visit the balcony. I told Danny that I am spent, three climaxes was my limit. Danny looked at Stasia, who looked at me. "Go for it!" I tell her. She scooted off the bed and padded out onto the balcony with Danny. At first Danny leaned against the wall between our suite and the next, and had Stasia kneel down. She took him into her mouth, but I can see clearly from where I'm at on the bed that she didn't appear to be very good at this. She was not taking very much of him into her mouth, just the first couple of inches. After a few minutes she stopped and said something I couldn't hear. Danny said something back, she replied and shook her head. Danny said something else, then she said something back, nodded, then got to her feet. She leaned over and took a hold of the outer balcony railing, folding her elbows on the railing with her chin on top of her hands, looking out at San Diego harbor, the lights, the Coronado bridge and the ocean.

She was tall enough that Danny could take her standing up from behind. The only way that Danny and I were able to do it both standing was when I wore my "fuck-me" heels, which added six inches to my 5'4" frame. Stasia was still very wet, and Danny was easily pushing into her with a very steady rhythm. One thing I learned with Danny was that whenever he took me from behind (standing, draped over a table, or doggie style) he was always hard as a rock, and could seemingly go forever. He would start slowly, then gradually increase his pace, and he would never allow himself to come first.

Danny was in form, and Stasia was making a little "bark" like sound each time he pushed into her. It sounded a little like the sound you would hear a tennis pro make with each swing of the racket. "Bar'!… Bar'!… Bar'!", kind of amusing from my point of view. Then her shouts became louder and higher. Danny stepped it up too, and then you could see her tremble as she came again, her third time of the night by my count. Finally it was Danny's turn, and I could see him holding her hips, slamming into her over and over. With that grimace on his face, together with his deep grunting, I knew he was coming inside of her. The two of them staggered back into the room and tumbled into the bed on either side of me. We were all drunk at sated at that point and fell asleep easily. Tomorrow was the wedding.

I woke up feeling like I was being gently shaken. It was light out and I noticed that I was being spooned, and that someone behind me had an arm around me. Based on the color of the nail polish I ruled out Danny and twisted around in the bed to face Stasia. Danny was not to be seen. When I asked where he was, Stasia told me he had just left for a morning jog. I knew he would be gone for the better part of an hour. Stasia told me how much she enjoyed the previous evening. She complimented me over and over, drawing special attention to when I got her to come while on my face. She said that was the best, and that men can't know how to please a women like another women could. I wasn't sure if that was entirely true, but it was sweet.

She then leaned over and kissed me, and once again I instinctively kissed her back. We kissed some more, with French kisses, then she kissed my neck and shoulders and worked her way down to my breasts. She really was good at this. I was getting all tingly when she moved down between my legs and started kissing me in earnest. This was feeling very good and I was getting very wet. God, she was good at this! She must have noticed my arousal as she started to twist herself around in the bed, all the time continuing to kiss and lick me. She brought herself around so that my face was now looking at her shaved genitals, and lifted up one bent knee to open herself for me. I did the same with my knee and rolled over to start licking her as well.

This was feeling very good. She was excellent with her tongue. I tried my best to lick and suck on her, brushing my tongue repeatedly over her clitoris, but she got to me first. I had to pause a moment to whisper, "Oh, God, Stasia! I'm coming!", and then endured one spasm after another while she continued licking me the same way Danny always did. Finally she let me calm down and I resumed my efforts to bring her to climax, and it didn't take long. She reached down and held the back of my head, pushing me into her as she let out a series of groans, her body growing stiffer, until at last she just seemed to shake and then collapse. That felt pretty damn good.

We were under the sheets cuddling when we heard the door to the suite open. We moved a little apart and a moment later Danny came into the bed room hot and sweaty from his run. He immediately stripped and went into the bath, and you could hear the shower running. I was feeling good and generous. I gave him some time to get cleaned up, then I told Stasia I was going to join Danny. Did she want to help? She said she would love to, but that she didn't like it when guys came in her mouth, and she really didn't like to swallow. I said, "Leave that to me", then told her about Danny's sensitive nipples.

We entered the bath together, then let ourselves into the shower giggling a little. Danny was pretty much finished with his shower and was both amused and aroused. His penis wasted no time showing itself and I took it in my hand and started stroking him. Stasia, in the meantime, was leaning in to give him kisses and started playing with his nipples. Danny grabbed her butt with one hand, her boob with the other hand and was trying to jam is tongue down her throat when I knelt down and took him into my mouth.

He was so hard. We had been down this path many, many times and I loved it! This seemed to be the one way I could get Danny to climax on my schedule. His back was to the water, Stasia was running her hands all over him, he was running his hands all over her, I was bobbing in and out, then he went up on tip-toe and exploded into my mouth! It was fantastic! As usual I swallowed everything. Danny left the shower in a good mood.

Stasia and I finished washing each other and exchanged some very tender kisses. She had to get going back to her room to change and get down to the salon to have her hair done, as she had an early appointment. After she left I thought about her "look" and fished a razor out of my overnight kit and gave myself that glabrous appearance. This would be a real surprise for Danny!

I got dried off and dressed, kept my own appointment at the salon, then got dressed for the wedding and drove to the chapel with Danny. The service went off without a hitch. The photography seemed to take forever, but then we were all driving behind the limousine, honking our horns on the way to the reception. The ballroom in the hotel was quite large. There were hundreds in attendance. The reception was pretty standard, the entrance of the bride and groom, the first dance, the meal, the cutting of the cake, the tossing of the bouquet, lot of drinking and dancing, you get the picture. As the evening wore on, I saw Stasia dancing with one the guys from the wedding party. When it was time to leave, I looked for her, but she had already departed.

It was late when Danny and I got back in the room. I undressed in the bedroom and jumped under to sheets before he came in. While he was a little surprised to see me in bed so quickly, he was happy to join me and soon undressed and slid in beside me. We started kissing and I could feel him becoming erect against me. He kissed my neck, then started to kiss my breasts. Slowly he made his way down when I heard him exclaim, "Hello! What haven't we here!?" He seemed genuinely pleased with my new look and started to kiss and lick me and, as usual, I was getting wet fast. After a little bit of this I said to him, "Danny?" Without breaking stride he mumbled back, "Yeth?". I said, "Danny, I want to do it on the balcony like you did with Stasia last night." Danny asked, "Did you bring your 'fuck-me' shoes?" "Yes, I did!" "OK, then let's do it!"

I jumped out of the bed and got my special shoes out the luggage. These were clogs with two inch soles and four inch heels. I had to strap them on, and they were difficult to walk in. I asked Danny to help me up, then clomped out onto the balcony. To this day I feel like Frankenstein when I wear those shoes. But they were worth it.

Out on the balcony I reached for the railing and leaned over. I was now tall enough that Danny could come right up behind me without stooping over. Danny held my hip with one hand and got himself started with the other. I was so wet that he easily slid right in. It felt really good. The view was just spectacular. The night wasn't too cold. I just let my eyes blur on the lights below and focused on Danny as he steadily slid in and out of me. He felt so good! Soon I could feel a climax coming on. I thought of nothing but Danny inside of me and then I was shaking and moaning and coming, and Danny didn't break stride at all. As I started to ease down, he just continued as if nothing at all had happened. He was so hard and so steady! I was taking deeper and deeper breaths when I felt the second climax approaching. This one seemed to send a shock wave up and down my body! Oh, God! Oh, oh, oh!! I was shaking violently!

Danny persisted. I recalled the first time he had taken me doggie style. It was in his bed and he had never entered me from behind before. He brought me to climax three times in a row before he allowed himself to come that night. I was beginning to wonder if he was going to try and tie that record, when I heard his own breathing change. Thank goodness! Soon he picked up his pace and was hitting me harder and harder! I was trying my best to keep standing on those ridiculous shoes when he came inside of me, letting out loud grunts with his last several thrusts. It felt so good and so satisfying!

We slept very well that night. In the morning we showered together, then packed up and checked out. The drive back to Orange County was uneventful. Stasia flew back to Oregon. The last time I checked her Facebook profile she was living outside of Portland. She had a nice job in pharmaceuticals, was married and had a couple of kids. But I never saw her again after that weekend.

Danny and I stayed together for about another year. He married about a year after that, and we had a friendly and cordial relationship until about four and a half years later when we resumed as occasional lovers. We would find a way to get together two or three times a year for the next fourteen years, when I finally married. With one exception we have been strictly platonic ever since. I still see him once or twice a year in social settings, and have very fond memories of our times together.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3jpq93/danny_and_i_meet_stasia_and_ronis_wedding_mff