The wedding ceremony went off without a hitch. In a pleasantly unexpected turn, Jen and Laura decided to sit on either side of me rather than next to each other. I shot Jen an inquisitive glance and she leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"Laura doesn't have a date so I told her she could share mine," she said before flashing a devilish grin, not fully understanding what she had started.
As Laura always hitched a ride with us to all of their group functions, it had become a running joke that I was there with my two wives so I guess it was fitting that I would have both of them on my arm for the evening.
After the ceremony, we walked the couple of blocks back to the hotel as all of our buzzes started to fade. That was okay with me as I had a beautiful date on each arm and I knew we would be drinking again soon.
I was definitely correct as the girls picked up where they had left off, each putting away three glasses of wine as we socialized outside the ballroom during the cocktail hour. With each glass the girls seemed to cling closer and closer to me as my mind just kept wandering back to Laura stealing glances at my semi-hard member while I showered and then watching as her glorious heavy globes were released from their constraints and dropped before bouncing slightly to their resting position. I could feel my pants tightening in my crotch and forced myself to think more innocent thoughts, at least until we were seated and I could hide it.
Finally the ballroom opened and we were seated for dinner. As we sat down and the server poured champagne in all of the glasses at the table, Jen and Laura took their places on either side of me and suddenly I felt each of them place a hand on my legs, Jen on my left, Laura on my right. My wanting cock sprang to life so much so that the girls felt my pants shift and they exchanged a glance while they erupted in laughter. The others at our table took note and wore confused expressions but thankfully none of them asked what had prompted the outburst. My predicament didn't improve as I took notice of how unbelievable my arm candy looked this evening. Each wore a form fitting, floor length dress with a halter top tied behind their neck. Jen in silver, Laura in green, both their necklines plunged to the middle of their sternums exposing the inner sides of their breasts. Laura's mounds pressed together by their sheer size creating your stereotypical impressive cleavage and Jen's smaller bumps fully contained by her dress but intimately showing the flesh of her chest. My mind wandered again to our pre-ceremony festivities as I stood naked and erect in our hotel room while both my wife and her fiery red-headed best friend prepared themselves with their breasts on full display.
My trance was broken as, without breaking her conversation with a friend across the table, Jen slid her hand up the inside of my leg and then grasped the bulge in my pants before beginning to lightly swirl her fingers on it. She stoically looked forward as if nothing was happening while she groped my package under the table. She stopped abruptly, to my disappointment, but that disappointment was short-lived as she had stopped only to grab Lauren's left hand from my right knee and placed it on the top of the tent in my pants before placing her own right hand in the crease between my legs and began to run her finger up and down on the underside of my testicles. Laura was more exploratory than Jen, feeling me for the first time and pressed slightly while using her index finger to trace the lip under the head of my penis and delicately trace along any grooves or veins that she could feel through my pants.
Clearly turned on, but also sensing that the situation could get out of hand if she wasn't careful, Jen leaned in to me as if to whisper and gestured for Laura to lean in as well.
"I'm fine with you being touchy-feely with each other and we'll see what happens but promise me you won't do anything without me involved as tonight progresses, okay?" she whispered.
Laura and I quickly glanced at each other before smiling and wordlessly agreeing to Jen's demand. I had trouble believing that this was happening as it sunk in that my wife had just granted me permission to grope the body which had haunted my mind all afternoon since seeing it in our room. Laura also seemed completely okay with the suggestion as well and my mind immediately began thinking of how and where I could instigate an opportunity to explore the contours of her body the way she was currently exploring the contours of my cock.
Unfortunately, an opportunity to really dive in to Lauren's features wouldn't present itself throughout the festivities and so I settled for brushing my hand down her bubbled ass cheeks as we danced throughout the evening, even scoring a couple opportunities to brush my hand across her ample bosom. Just enough, it seemed, to leave me desperate for more.
Concurrently, as Jen continued to drink throughout the night, she expressed how horny she was at all of the light touching but also began to complain of a headache hampering her enjoyment of the evening. I selfishly began to worry that this development might hinder my fun as I was starting to believe that this was actually leading to a night that I couldn't even imagine. I tended to Jen as best I could in hopes that she would rally.
We continued to dance the night away as the three of us took every opportunity that we could to steal a grasp of each other's bodies and finally the party began to wind down. The group of Jen and Lauren's immediate friends, about 10 people, had originally planned to move the party to our suite after the reception ended but it seemed that nobody had anticipated the party going so late. Half the group had already retired either home or to their rooms and the rest indicated that they were planning to go directly back to their rooms. This was music to my ears as I was eager to get my dates alone in our room before they too began to fade.
We made it back to our room and I quickly got the three of us a drink from our in-suite refrigerator. I turned on just the one lamp and we all started to get comfortable. Jen was the most eager to get out of her wedding attire and immediately dropped her dress to the floor and stepped out of it. Her upturned and always hard nipples sprang forward as the built-in bra of her dress released them and she stepped toward the bed in her tiny black thong. Before falling forward onto it, leaving her small, pale ass cheeks exposed to the room.
"Make yourself at home, Jen," Laura laughed while slipping off her shoes.
"It's my room!" Jen responded, playfully.
Laura clearly wasn't ready to open up that far yet as she moved to the bed and sat down with her back against the headboard. I removed my shoes, shirt, and tie before loosening my belt and pulling it free from my pants. Watching Jen strip to her panties had reawakened my erection which had been playing peek-a-boo all evening as the girls teased my package any chance that they got. Laura took notice of it but didn't say anything. I sat on the bed the same way as Laura with my back to the headboard as Jen lay face down in the middle. After a couple minutes, she sat up and joined us, asking Laura to pass her her drink which was on the bedside table. Her perky breasts now exposed I reached over and tweaked her nipple playfully a couple of times, only to be thwarted by a slap across my wrist as she smiled. I sensed that she was still battling a headache but wanted to play so I leaned in to kiss her and she surprised me by pulling me in for a deep kiss and snaked her tongue between my lips.
"Do you guys want me to step outside?" Laura joked, seemingly requesting to be included in the fun.
"Why would we want you to do that?" Jen obliged, turning away from me and pulling Laura in for a similar deep tongue filled kiss.
