Part 01C
Janice Dean the Second FFFF She's a Wedding Singer
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The Screen came to life and standing there was Janice Dean dressed in a two piece red skirt suit. "Welcome everyone to the second FFFF of our first day of broadcasting. My god wasn't that fantasy of Robin Meade's absolutely amazing. Fuck me; if my fantasy wasn't prerecorded I think I may have taken her up on her offer to experience some girl on girl with her. All that cum covering her face and breasts, Mmmmmm I would have loved to help her lick all of that off and fed it back to her. Oh shit, I'm getting wet just imagining it, who knows maybe we can have another FFFF episode and try it out."
Well for now I'd like to give you a little background on my fantasy. I've always said if I didn't become a meteorologist I would have been a singer, more precisely a wedding singer. My fantasy is, well was because it was recently fulfilled as you will soon see. My biggest obstacle was to get the bride out of the way, with the help of several potent sleeping aids; she was incapacitated for the night. I had a connection with the best man and my fantasy was to be double teamed by the groom and best man. As you will see, it got even better, but I'll leave some twists and surprises for the show. Without further ado I present my fantasy; "The Groom and the Wedding Singer", enjoy!
The screen came alive and Janice was on stage singing one of Celine Dion's songs, "Our Love Will Go On!" Once the set was over Janice headed over to the bridal table and without anyone noticing, she slipped a large dose of sleeping potion to the bride's champagne glass. Before long she had finished the entire glass. She resembled Selena Gomez and in her wedding gown she looked great, to bad her groom wouldn't be tapping that, at least not tonight.
Janice's thick light blonde hair, normal hung past her shoulders, but tonight it was up in a chignon style and showed off her long graceful neck and sexy bare shoulders. She was wearing a tight red satin gown that clung to her shapely breasts, pulled in tight about her trim waist, ample hips and gorgeous ass. There was a long slit up one side exposing her shapely calf and when she moved just right, her full thigh.
As always she was a bundle of fun, laughing and joking with the band, wedding party and guests. She had an instant connection with the best man, a Tom Cruise look-alike and between sets snuck out to the outer hall to get better acquainted with him. By the end of the third set, they were sucking face and couldn't keep their hands off each other, but Janice had higher aspirations, the groom.
The bride's mother resembled her daughter, just around twenty years older; she sort of looked like a porn star she had seen on many videos, Lisa Ann. Janice knew the bride's mother was named Lisa Ann, but didn't find out till later that her mother WAS actually the porn star of the same name.
Lisa Ann came over to her daughter and she realized she wasn't looking herself; "Betty Ann are you feeling okay, you seem out of sorts?"
"Yeah mom, all of a sudden I'm feeling very, very tired! I can hardly keep my eyes open. Could you please find Jerry and let him know I'm ready to head up to our honeymoon suite?"
"Sure honey, I thought I saw him head out into the hall with Tom and Janice the wedding singer. You just sit tight and rest a bit; I know you have a fun filled night ahead of you!" She giggled and patted her daughter on the shoulder.
Going out into the outer hall she found Jerry and Tom, the best man laughing it up with Janice. She had her arm around both men and when Lisa Ann, the bride's mother cleared her throat, Janice's hands dropped to her side and spoke up; "Well hello Lisa Ann, is it time for our next set already? I lost track of time talking with these two handsome gentlemen!"
She grimaced and shook her head no; "Yeah Janice, you may want to make it brief. Betty Ann isn't feeling well and suddenly is very, very tired. I hate to say Jerry; you may have to wait till tomorrow to enjoy your marital bed, if you get my drift!"
Jerry hurried back into the hall and found Betty Ann, his bride with her head down on the table nearly asleep. He shook her and she sleepily raised her head and smiled sheepishly at her husband; "Hi there Hubby, I'm so, so sorry, I can't believe how tired I am all of a sudden. Could we please head-up to the room, I need to lie down for a while."
"Sure Betty Ann, just let me go and find Tom so he can help me!" Just about then Janice and the band finished their last set, the band members began packing up their instruments and Janice headed over to Tom and Jerry got to Tom at the same time; "Oh Tom you have to help me with Betty Ann, she's out of it, I never saw her this tired before. I know you had plans, but can you put them on hold till I get Betty Ann settled in our suite?"
Janice spoke up first; "Please let me help, I know how things can come crashing down on top of the bride. After all of the hectic time leading up to the wedding, it's suddenly all done and the bride comes crashing down. I've seen it many, many times, it's like racing a five hundred mile race and as you cross the finish like, you collapse from the long race, all of you adrenaline is gone and you having nothing left, just give her tonight and I guarantee she'll be as good as new tomorrow!"
She could see the disappointment on Jerry's face and her plan to step in and satisfy the sexual urges the newly married groom and best man had.
The three of them guided the nearly passed-out bride to the elevator and when the doors slid open, Jerry had to carry his bride to their suite. Janice gathered the train behind him, while Tom led the way opening the suite door and turned down the bed and Jerry placed Betty Ann down in the bed.
Janice shooed Jerry from the room while Janice removed her veil, took off her shoes and placed the covered over the already sleeping bride. Flicking off the light she closed the door and entered the room where Tom was pouring three stiff drinks for the groom, Janice and himself; "Sorry man the night of the groom's weeding is supposed to be a sure thing!" Looking over at Janice and pulling her to him chuckled; "Looks like I'll be getting some before you do!"
Janice lapped him playfully on the arm; "You're horrible Tom!" Taking a sip of her drink and looking over the rim of her glass smiled sassily at Jerry; "I'm feeling extremely amorous tonight, if you two play your cards right, you both may get lucky!"
She took a seat across from Jerry and Tom flopped down beside her. Looking over at Jerry with a grin from ear to ear spoke up; "Sounds like an offer too good to pass up, what do you say Jerry?"
Jerry took a slow steady sip of his drink; "Oh it's very temping, but my new bride is in the next room and she'd kill me if she woke up and caught me, sorry no, no way!"
"Suit yourself; I was just trying to be a good best man." Placing his drink in the table alongside the sofa, he took Janice's from her and placing his hands on both sides of her grinning face turned her towards him. She let out a long throaty moan when his lips covered hers. The kiss grew more heated and tongue got into the action and their heads twisted from side to side and tongues darted from one mouth to the other. Tom tore his mouth from hers and started attacking her long bare neck and shoulder.
Janice closed her eyes and let out a long sigh; "Mmmmmm, I just love having my sensitive skin about my neck and ears nibbled on, don't stop!" She opened her eyes and stared directly at Jerry sitting across from her. She smiled slyly at him and licked her bright red lips. She sucked in her breath when Tom's hands slipped around the back of her dress and slowly drew down the zipper and as the material parted the dress went slack and fell away from her chest and settled around her waist.
Janice glanced across at Jerry and he was sitting there trying to peal his chin off the floor. He eyes were bugging out staring at her large firm and incredibly high standing breasts. Her breasts were very white against her tanned skin, but what caught his eyes were the large perfectly formed areolas and the stiff, even darker nipples aimed directly at him. Her areolas were the size of quarters with numerous symmetrical bumps around them standing tall. His mouth was watering and he shifted to keep his eyes on them but was blocked by Tom's head and hand as he cupped one and drew the other in-between his lips.
Janice was in heaven and knew soon her fantasy would be fulfilled. Her hands were busy and soon had Tom stripped to the waist and was now working on his pants. Getting them open she pushed them down along with his shorts and she let out a gasp when her long slim fingers were wrapped around his thick dark skinned cock. It wasn't as long as she hoped it would be, but it was above average in length.
Tom slid her down on the sofa, with her head resting on the cushion; she turned her head and looked at Jerry across from her. He was slouched down and was stroking the big lump through his pants. Licking her wet, red lips she whispered out to him; "Pull it out Jerry, pull it out and stroke that monster for me!"
She turned back to Tom who planted wet kisses along her toned belly and when he reached her hips, he urged her to lift them and when she complied he tugged the dress the rest of the way off her body. Without panties on to get in the way Tom resumed kissing her body and she moaned out when he bypassed her pussy and rained kisses along her trim thighs and shapely calves. When he reached her feet he sucked on each toe individually and then did the same to the other foot. He worked his way up the other calf, knee and thigh.
Janice squirmed and arched her hips to make sure he didn't bypass her pussy again; she grabbed him by the ears and guided his mouth to her glistening pussy.