I originally planned on this story being spread out over several chapters, but as I started writing it, that changed. Some parts became longer than others and I ended up just putting them all together in one story. My last story was well received, so I hope you all enjoy this one as well.
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"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" The officiant announced.
Weddings. I didn't really get the appeal. Don't get me wrong, weddings are nice, but I'm not really the marrying type. I know it signifies that you've met your soul mate and promise to live together happily ever after for the rest of your lives. That's until you don't want to be stuck with this person anymore and go through a messy divorce. I prefer to keep my options open and just have fun when I want to. I wish people the best in their marriages though and I support their decision to marry the love of their life. After all that's why I'm here. My cousin's daughter, Beth, is marrying the man of her dreams, Lucas.
The crowd erupted in applause as the couple kissed. The bride and groom made their way towards the doors of the chapel and were followed by the wedding party. There was about an hour before the reception started, but there was an open bar at the banquet hall and family from out of town that I hadn't seen in years. I figured I'd go grab a drink and visit. The reception was held at a large venue, and judging by the size of the crowd at the wedding, the reception would be packed. When I arrived, there was already a line at the bar. I stood at the end of the line and watched the gathering crowd. They all seemed so young. I guess that made sense, because Beth and Lucas were only 22. While I was studying the crowd, I couldn't help but overhear the conversation the two young women ahead of me were having.
"Why do I have to get his fucking beer? Did he bring me just to be his beer maid? He does this all the time." The blonde woman complained.
"Ugh.The way he said it too. 'Jen, beer.' What. a. Fucking. Dick." Her brunette friend added.
"Then Scott ordered you to grab him and Tyler a beer too. Lazy fucks." The blonde said with disgust.
"And of course we're going to be expected to put out later!" The brunette said with an annoyed tone.
"There's plenty of hot guys here. Maybe we take a couple of them home instead." The blonde added with a little smile. The two girls giggled at the thought before moving ahead with the line.
Both women were very pretty, but the blonde was blessed with the better body. Either one would be quite the catch and it baffled me how guys would take them for granted. I glanced out at the crowd again and noticed that a decent number of the young guys were congregating together and the ones who appeared to have brought dates with them weren't paying much attention to the women they brought. I chuckled at the thought of how easy it would have been to persuade any one of those beautiful young women to leave with me. "Behave, Alyssa." I thought to myself.
Maybe I should explain myself. My name is Alyssa Ross. I'm a 29 year old real estate developer. I'm single, never married, and very much a lesbian. I'm 5'9" with long black hair and a naturally tan complexion. I keep myself in very good shape by following a strict regimen of weightlifting and cardio.
The line had finally made it to me. I ordered my drink and went to a find some family to visit with. It wasn't much longer before the DJ faded the music out and made the announcement.
"Could I please have everyone rise for the arrival of the wedding party!"
The walk in song started playing and the DJ introduced each couple as they pranced through the room towards their table on the right side of the room. Once the bride and groom were seated, everyone went up two tables at a time to get their meal. The food was delicious and once everyone had their tummies full, the best man and maid of honor gave their speeches. A few more people spoke and shared stories about the bride and groom and then the party really kicked off.
The music was cranked up and people filled the dance floor. I was sitting at a table near the dance floor, people watching as I am fond of doing, when someone caught my eye. A young woman walked past my table and made her way to the bar. I hadn't seen her earlier because I would have remembered her. She was easily the sexiest female there. She looked to be about my height and most of that was her long, perfectly toned legs. She looked a bit older than the average age of most the guests, but maybe younger than I was. She had long, wavy brown hair, an absolutely amazing body and she was wearing a sinfully tiny little black dress. When I say tiny, I mean my imagination didn't have to work very hard! The dress was tight and the front was cut very deep and presented her cleavage as well as the inner swell of her perfect breasts for all to admire. The dress also stopped right past the round bubble of her ass cheeks. My interest was most definitely piqued. I was going to try and be a good girl tonight, but this woman would not make that easy.
She retrieved her drink and made her way onto the dance floor. As she made her way through the crowd, a number of guys stopped and took notice of her. I lost track of her as she disappeared towards the back of the mass of people. I visited with my various aunts, uncles, and cousins all while keeping an eye out for her.
It wasn't long until I spotted her back at the bar. She was engaged in conversation with a few of the younger guests, mostly the males, and received a few less than appreciative looks from some of the females. Her visits to the bar would become more and more frequent as the night passed. Several of the older guests had called it a night, and the atmosphere of the reception was becoming charged with a very sensual energy. The music was more suggestive and the movements of the dancing crowd reflected the new dynamic. I decided it was time to venture into the throng and sweat out some of the alcohol I had consumed over the course of the evening.
I quickly noticed a group of guys dancing in a circle off to the left side of the floor. My curiosity had the best of me so I made my way towards the group to see what was happening. In the center of the horde was the woman I had been intently observing most of the night. It looked like sharks circling their prey as she shook her ass and moved her body with such fluid, sexual intent. Guys were thrusting their bodies into her, and she seemed to cherish the attention. I knew she had to have been highly intoxicated by this point, and these men were ready to feast on her.
I soon gained the attention of a few of the guys dancing around her. I was no stranger to getting down on the dance floor as I often chose to unwind after a long week by hitting up various clubs. The floor was packed with beautiful sweaty bodies and personal space was disregarded as the crowd pulsed to the thundering beat. I had been keeping my eye on my girl when I noticed a brief flash of red that caught my eye. I saw it again and confirmed what I thought I had witnessed- it was her red panties. Fuck. As if her lustful body wasn't tempting enough! I was snapped back to reality when I felt a pair of hands travel up from my hips and brush the sides of my breasts. The hands moved back to my hips and a deep voice spoke into my ear.
"How about we get out of here?" The man confidently stated.
"You couldn't handle me." I replied playfully.
The man responded by pressing his hardening manhood into my ass, "think you could handle that?"
I turned around and softly spoke into his ear. "Honey, I play for the other team, if you catch my drift."
It took him a second to comprehend what I said and judging by the shocked expression on his face, he must have figured it out.
I looked over to check on my girl but she was gone. I turned and quickly scanned the room and happened to notice her heading out the doors and up the stairs to where the restrooms were. I moved as quickly as I could through the mass of people as I made haste to follow her. I opened the door of the ladies room and there she stood, washing her hands and checking her appearance. I stood next to her at the sink and adjusted my hair. I noticed her glance at me out of the corner of my eye.
"Having a good time tonight?" I asked.
"Working on it." She said slyly.
"Hmm, I noticed." I said with a grin. "I'm Alyssa, by the way."
"What's that supposed to mean?" She turned to me and asked. "I'm Kaylin, by the way." She continued as she returned to the mirror.
