Petunia Pulls a Train

[all characters in this fantasy are over eighteen years of age]

"How many guys do you need to fuck in a row before it qualifies as pulling a chain?"

"Gee, Pet, I don't know, why do you ask?"

"It's been on my bucket list ever since I read a story on Literotica called 'Pulling the Bridal Train' by a writer called Ray Dario. Every time I read it, I imagine myself in the position of the slutty bride."

"Too bad you aren't getting married."

"I know, but I figure a destination wedding like Holly's is close enough. Something about the tropics is sexy. I figure a lot of the guys will be extra horny, and once word gets around..."

"I'd love to help spread the word, hold your arms, even kiss you to add to the pleasure."

"You'd like to kiss me? I never knew that you were into girls."

Lulu shrugged, "Something about picturing you, lying on a blanket on the beach, legs spread wide, instantly turned me on. I'm gushing wet."

"Well, what are you waiting for- kiss me you fool."

With no hesitation, Lulu stepped closer to her friend Petunia and took Petunia's face between her palms, drawing Pet's face toward Lulu. Their lips met for the first time. Petunia darted her tongue quickly between her chum's teeth but withdrew it and giggled.

"If I do it, will you clean me up?"

"For sure."

It was Lulu's turn to giggle. Meanwhile, Petunia's hands were exploring her best friend's body in a very non-platonic way. Lulu's giggle became a moan as Petunia thumbed her nipples.

They kissed again, this time twisting tongues as the kiss lasted several dozen heartbeats- and each felt the other's heart beating. Four hands roamed as they kissed. The kiss was broken off when Petunia tugged the bottom of Lulu's sweater up, taking it off over her chum's head.

Lulu was braless. Petunia lowered her head and suckled first Lulu's right nipple, and then her left. This triggered another giggle, and a longer moan.

Petunia trailed her tongue down her best friend's torso, pausing to clean out her navel. Lulu's hips were squirming with excitement. As Petunia's lips neared the top of her pants, Lulu raised her bottom up, allowing her chum to unbutton the pants and tug them down. Lulu wore no panties. Her quim was soaked and fragrant.

Lulu's fingers grasped handfuls of Petunia's hair, coaxing her head down. It was Petunia's first time tasting a pussy other than her own, but that just made it more exciting. Lulu's moans became groans as her chum's tongue ran up and down the folds. Petunia fingered Lulu as she homed in on her friend's clit.

"This feels so good, Pet. You found my bud right off. I guess being a woman gives you a home field advantage."

Petunia was too busy bouncing Lulu's pearl on her tongue to respond, but if anybody had been there watching, they would have seen Petunia's lips pull apart in a grin. Those lips then closed around Lulu's clit and drew it into Petunia's mouth, where she teased it gently with her teeth.

"Let me do you at the same time."

If the invitation came as a surprise to Petunia, she hid it well. She pulled her face out of Lulu's lap only long enough to tug her dress off over her head and tug her panties down around her ankles. The duo then tipped into a pile of limbs, writhing together as Lulu teased Petunia's labia with fingers only briefly before using her tongue lips and teeth in imitation of how Petunia was attacking her quim.

Time passed as if seconds were hours. In reality, minutes passed punctuated by groans and moans. Petunia moved her hand to Lulu's breasts, massaging them and manipulating the nipples. This made Lulu writhe even more and respond by grasping Petunia's buttocks and pulling them apart.

Lulu's fingers explored her friend's anal cleavage, intensifying Petunia's pleasure. Somehow, they both were able to focus on the task at hand. Petunia was tugging more intensely on Lulu's nipples as Lulu teased open Petunia's rosebud.

The feeling of a finger up her ass was a major turn on for Petunia and triggered a climax more explosive than any she had ever experienced with a guy, even during anal sex. The fact that she loved Lulu made it all the more special.

Lulu's orgasm followed immediately after she felt Petunia's body quaking. The two bodies rode together, arms gripping shoulders to maintain contact, breasts rubbing together, nipples bouncing off nipples. This extended the climaxes into a series of explosion that only slowly wound down. The two best friends were left tangled in a heap, gasping for breath.

"Pretty good for a first timer, Pet."

"As if you have experienced woman on woman sex before."

Lulu blushed. "Well, you aren't quite my first time."

"Really, who have you done before?"

"Holly, the gal who's going to be the bride at the wedding. She's promised me a threesome someday with her hubby to be."

"I gotta say I'm a bit miffed, love," Petunia pouted playfully, "I'da thought that your lesbian v-card would just naturally be something you'd share with me."

"I would have been embarrassed if you had turned me down, Pet. Or even worse, if I was bad at it. So seducing Van was sort of a test run."

"I guess I can forgive you. Have you met the groom to be?"

"No. He's some guy that Holly went to school with."

"Does it help to tell you that you were way more fun? And tasted better? Not that Van tasted bad, you just taste like heaven, my love."

"Will you help me with the train pull at the wedding?"

"You bet. Isn't that what best friends are for?"

The wedding weekend arrived without further plotting between the duo, so that each wondered whether the other had changed their mind. There was also no further sapphic romping, much to Petunia's regret.

Without coordinating it, however, neither woman brought a date for the destination wedding. Since they weren't in the bridal party, they had lots of free time. Petunia wished that she was sharing a room with Lulu, which could have facilitated playfulness. Thinking of that just made her even hornier than usual, but she decided that if she couldn't have sex with her best friend, she would forego sex entirely until an opportunity knocked to pull a train.

That chance presented itself early the morning of the nuptials. Petunia was half-dressed, wearing only panties and a matching lacy bra, when there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Ralph." The father of the bride.

"What do you want?"

"I need help with my cufflinks. I've been knocking on doors, but no one answered until you."

Petunia thought of asking Ralph to wait and throwing on a robe, but then she decided otherwise and unlocked the door to her room.

Ralph entered. He was about 50, tall, with a husky build that still hinted at the athlete he had once been, and a full head of salt and pepper hair. Petunia did not notice that Ralph did not fully close the door. Or if she did, she did not say anything about it.

Ralph could not keep his eyes above Petunia's shoulders as he took in her beautiful almost naked body. Petunia grinned as she watched his cock twitch in his pants. This felt a lot like the beginning of the core of the "Pulling the Bridal Train" story, although that featured the bride to be fucking her future father-in-law. Petunia hoped that she was about to have as much fun as Mary, the fictional bride in that story.

Petunia had always found Ralph attractive, just as Mary had always wanted to have Carl, her groom's Dad. The situation was a bit different, so it did not unfold quite like the story, but was just as sexy. Petunia stepped close to Ralph as he raised his right wrist, letting him feel the heat of her body. She closed the cufflink, but rather than turn to do the left one, she let her hands drop down to brush Ralph's growing bulge, almost as if by accident.

Accident or not, Ralph could not resist. His hand found the waist of Petunia's panties and gave them a tug, dropping them to her ankles. Petunia shivered as the hair on the back of his hand brushed the sparse hair that guarded her pussy. She raised her free hand and grasped the back of Ralph's head, drawing him closer for a kiss.

As their lips met, Ralph's left hand slid inside the lacy cup that held Petunia's right breast, hefting the weight and then teasing the nipple. The kiss reminded Petunia of how great it had felt to kiss Lulu. She hoped that before the day ended, she would have another go with her best friend. For now, she was shaking, thinking that Ralph might be the beginning of the train that Petunia hoped to pull on this wedding day.

Petunia dropped to her knees, fishing Ralph's swollen manhood out of his pants. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen. Still ignoring the partially open door, Petunia swallowed Ralph deep into her throat. She bobbed up and down a dozen times, bathing his helmet in spittle, raking his shaft with her teeth, and teasing his scrotum with her fingernails.

Then she looked up at him.

"Fuck me, please, you've got me all worked up. I can't go to the wedding like this."

Ralph took Petunia by the arms and lifted her up onto the bed. Her sex bloomed like a flower seeking the morning dew. It glistened with her wetness. He knew that the young woman wanted -no, needed- to be fucked, but first he had to taste her nectar. Tugging the panties off her ankles, he spread her legs and buried his face in her folds.

Neither of the new lovers noticed Lulu slip into the room, leaving the door wide open.

"Oh. Yes, Ralph, suck my cunt. Think about it- I'm just the same age as your daughter. Do you wonder if she tastes like me?"

Lulu giggled, capturing Petunia's attention, though Ralph remained too busy to notice. Petunia gave her friend a beckoning wave. Lulu walked over to the bed, knelt on the mattress, freed Petunia's tits from the bra, and played with her nipples.

"Oh, Ralph, I'm about to come, stick your big fat cock into my cunt and come with me. Fill me up with great gobs of goo so that Lulu can lick it out of me."

The mention of Lulu made Ralph lift his head from Petunia's lap. He grinned up at the second young participant in this unexpected threesome, not aware of Petunia's desire to make it just the beginning of pulling a train.

"Don't worry, I'm clean. I don't need to use a condom. I fucked a hostess at a convention last week and just had myself tested."

He rose up from his crouching position and lined his cock up with the young woman's opening. Lulu reached over and stroked his hardness, then guided his tool into her friend's depths. That left her hand trapped between the two fucking bodies, so she thumbed Petunia's clit.

That was all it took to trigger simultaneous orgasms, with Ralph blasting a burst of baby butter into Petunia's wet womb. He held his cock tightly in place as waves pulsed through Petunia's body. As her climax subsided, he pulled his half hard cock loose. Lulu bent over and licked him clean then gave Petunia a kiss. All the anxiety that Petunia had felt about Lulu melted away. Ralph's seed started to dribble out of her onto her thigh and drip onto the bedding.

"Is this a private party, or can I join in?"

The voice from the doorway startled all three playmates. They looked at the speaker. It was Andy, better known as Randy Andy, the groom's best friend and best man. He had fucked Lulu in the past but had never considered Petunia.

Lulu laughed and invited him in.

"Don't close the door. Pet wants as many guys as possible right now. Ralph came first; you can come second. You can't fuck me until you make her come first.

Petunia felt a warmth spread through her body as her best friend helped make her dream of pulling a train come true.

Ralph left as Andy entered, forgetting to get his second cufflink fastened.

Andy stepped right up and rammed his cock deep into Petunia without pause.

Petunia mouthed a 'thank you' to Lulu as the young man's hardness almost split her in two. She was still so worked up from frolicking with Ralph and Lulu that she orgasmed quickly, but she kept right on fucking Andy until he blew his load into her on top of Ralph's.

"Now can I fuck you?" he asked Lulu, who just grinned in reply and pulled him to the carpet.

Leaving the door open seemed to have done the trick- it was almost time for the wedding and guests were drifting past the room. No doubt lots of the couples just kept right on going, but there were enough men who wanted to watch, and maybe join in, for Petunia's dream to come true.

The next comer was the bride's younger brother, barely eighteen, who seemed unconcerned that he was plowing a field in which his own father had just planted seed. Petunia did not know his name, but did not care. For a youngster, the brother knew how to use his weapon very well and did not explode too quickly. He fucked hard and fast. Petunia came first, and only then did he deposit his sperm into her womb. This filled her up so fully that fluid flowed out of her freely even before he removed his cock.

Andy, having come once with Petunia, took a bit longer to finish Lulu. That left Petunia wondering who might lick her cunt clean, but she need not have worried. A somewhat butch looking room service waitress boldly strode into the room and climbed onto the bed. She was a stranger, but Petunia so enjoyed the experience that she hoped the same lass would bring her a room service breakfast the next day.

Once Petunia was clean, and the resulting climax had subsided, the fucking began again. Petunia did not know half the guys who entered the room for a turn, but she no longer cared.

When Lulu was finished fucking Randy, she crawled back onto the bed and positioned her knees on either side of Petunia's face, lowering her dripping pussy to Petunia's lips. Petunia tasted a mix of male and female fluids mixed together for the first time and resolved to herself that it would not be the last.

Before it came time for her to get cleaned up and join the wedding party and guests on the beach for the ceremony, she had fucked fifteen or twenty guys, a few of them twice. They ranged from wedding guests to members of the band playing the reception, and hotel employees. It seemed like word had gotten around that she was taking all comers.

In between loads, two other women had entered the room and licked Petunia clean. One of them was the groom's sister, a bridesmaid who was a stunning redhead. She licked and sucked like a pro, triggering the biggest chain orgasm of Petunia's morning.

The second was the mother of the bride, which made Petunia and Lulu wonder whether she knew that her husband had been the first man to fuck Petunia that day. The older woman was also obviously experienced, and more than willing. After Petunia came on her face, she crawled up next to Petunia's head and kissed her, offering the young woman a taste of her own juices mixed with a mess of splodge from many men.

After that taste treat, Petunia and Lulu proceeded to lick every cock clean after it came out of Petunia's cunt. This encouraged some of the fuckers to go to the back of the line that had formed, for another round.

It was Lulu who said, "If you're coming back for seconds, you need to fuck her ass."

Petunia gasped at her friend's boldness. She had never told Lulu that her ass wasn't virgin. Although Petunia loved having her anus entered, she had worried that Lulu might be shocked that Petunia was not merely a cock loving slut but was also enthusiastic about having her forbidden passage well stuffed. However, in the story she was emulating, anal was included so she shrugged and went along.

When Randy Andy stepped up as the first taker, Lulu turned Petunia over and spread her cheeks apart. Taking Andy's lance in hand, Lulu first licked it and then dropped a gob of spittle onto Petunia's rosebud then licked it up and eased the tip of her tongue past Petunia's sphincter, easing it open wide as she guided the cockhead in.

Andy filled Petunia's bowel with his third load of the morning, which lubricated it well for the men that followed.

Suddenly the maid of honour entered the room and proclaimed that the wedding was about to start. The crowd between the end of the bed and the door dispersed, leaving Lulu and Petunia alone.

Lulu took her job of readying Petunia for the wedding seriously, moving quickly to lick all the mixture of spunk from her chum's swollen pussy. She then helped Petunia into her dress- skipping the underwear and brushed her hair.

"There. Since it is a beach wedding, you don't need makeup, just sunscreen."

The application of the lotion inevitably led to further delay, as the rubbing made Petunia horny for her friend. Petunia was the aggressor, tipping Lulu back onto the bed and attacking Lulu's slit with fingers and tongue. Lulu remained sufficiently turned on by her role in the group sex that she came quickly and loudly.

It was then Petunia's turn to slather her friend in sunscreen and help her back into her dress.

"All ready to head down, Pet."

They rushed down, arm in arm. The bride was not yet in sight, but the string quartet was playing sweetly as Petunia and Lulu hurried down the aisle. Looking around, Petunia realized that she had just fucked over half the males in the audience. This just made her smile. She had enjoyed her intervals with Lulu, the room service waitress, redhead and the bride's mom so much that she now wondered whether after the reception, she could do the equivalent of pulling a train of female guests. She noted that the officiant waiting with the groom was a lovely café au lait lass, and instantly was jealous of Ray Dario's character, who had discovered that she had fucked the pastor at that fictional wedding. Petunia added sex with this preacher to her bucket list.

She was so focused on the woman that she was already settled in her seat when she looked more closely and realized that the groom had been the last man to fuck her ass that morning.

Lulu leaned over and whispered into her ear as the sound of "Here Comes the Bride" filled the air.

"Are you going to add a three-way with the happy couple to your bucket list, Pet?"

"Wouldn't you rather make it a foursome?"