Winston and Stephanie had a lovely wedding. It was everything they both dreamed of since they were little. Beautiful arrangements of flowers, all their loved ones in the audience, and in a small church in rural New England. Stephanie was gorgeous in her wedding dress, and Winston's tux highlighted his assets while making him look like a respectable duke of some description.
The wedding party gathered at the reception venue after the ceremony, taking in the last of the sunset in the cool autumn air. The venue was a converted farmhouse with a significant front yard for entertaining. There were bonfires and hors d'oeuvres already set out for the guests, and a dining room inside was being prepared with candles and flowers. Elizabeth, Stephanie's new mother in law sighed at the display and said, "impeccable as always. You really are going to bring some civility to my son!"
What she didn't know was that hours earlier, Stephanie had frantically called Charlotte desperately hoping to get sex packets as "party favors" for her more laid-back guests (especially the single ones). They met up at a gas station outside of the airport, Stephanie brought several hundred dollar bills, and Charlotte brought her bag of tricks.
Seeing the packets in the day really brought to light the variety of experiences on display. Anastasia looked like a lithe dancer and offered mind-bending oral sex. Fumiko was a chubby woman with her thick ass on display promising the pounding of a lifetime. Chet was a muscular, preppy-looking man promising "passionate lovemaking." The combinations of genders, body types, and promised encounters seemed endless.
"Let's see, Chet and Spencer, a bisexual three-way with... ooh, she's pretty! Oh, and how about a few of these piratey girls..." Stephanie was like a kid in a candy store. After picking out several to buy she looked at Winston and asked, "Do you want anything, sweetheart?"
"I'm partial to pick up Ryan and William for the Hart sisters." Winston said. The strangeness of the experience took him. On one hand it seemed as wholesome as getting dates for their friends. On the other, it was halfway between getting them party drugs and a brothel.
Stephanie looked at one packet that just had a purple tentacle on it. Even though the picture was static, it seemed to look menacingly back at her, threatening to fuck her every hole until she was absolutely spent. She pointed at it, "what's this one's deal?"
Charlotte mirthlessly chuckled. "That's exactly what it looks like: tentacles. I don't recommend it for beginners like you guys. Trust me, you want to be sure you'll like an experience before taking a packet. For first-timers, stick to the gender and experience you're used to. In fact, I don't normally bring that one out, but I'm visiting a customer later who specifically requested this one."
Stephanie looked Winston in the eyes and said, "I've always wanted to be double-teamed, but is there any way Winston and I could, like, share a packet?"
Charlotte thought about it a moment. "If you're taking a packet, always take the full packet. And only one packet at a time." She warned sternly.
Stephanie sighed, looking back at the packets. "I guess this will have to do." Stephanie pulled out a packet titled "Eiffel Tower" with two muscular guys high-fiving pictured on it.
"Make it two," Winston said, pinching Stephanie's butt. "That way we can still share the experience."
"Love you, babe," Stephanie said as she kissed Winston. Her tongue explored his mouth and she groped as his dick until until a quiet "ahem" came from Charlotte.
"Right, ring us up!" Stephanie announced.
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Hard to believe that was earlier today. Winston looked at the crowd of dancing great aunts and second whatevers-in-law doing the "Cha-Cha Slide." Jay lumbered his way to the happy couple to offer his congratulations.
"I'm so happy for both of you, congratulations." Jay slurred.
"Thank you, for the third time, Jay." Stephanie said. "You're drunk. Come sit with us."
Jay teared up, "you guys are so sweet."
"Let's get some coffee in you," Winston said, ordering a coffee from the caterer.
Jay looked into Stephanie's eyes, with a wild look in his eye, "I'm hoping t'score tonight. Didja hear shex packets are f'real?"
An evil smile crossed Stephanie's face. "tell me more!"
"They're like little pills, like, an antihistamine, but instead preventing your from sneezing, it makes you sneeze!" Jay then stage-whispered "in your pants."
"Gross." Stephanie teased.
"'snot gross, it's hot! I saw Wince cumming!" Jay slurred. "Wince is hot when he cums."
Stephanie chuckled, "yeah, he is." They both glanced at Winston who was busy talking to her something-in-law, and then looked at Jay. "Hey, Jay, you want a sex packet?"
Jay seemed to sober up a bit. "Oh, yeah. That sounds like fun."
Stephanie reached into her purse, and pulled out a handful of the packets they bought earlier. "Take one. Enjoy. But take the whole packet."
Jay gave out a lustful giggle and grabbed an androgynous looking ski trainer that promised a "memorable visit to the Alps".
As Jay trotted off, Stephanie grabbed him, and said, "Jay, be safe. And, Jay, keep this under your hat."
Jay pretended to zip his lips and trotted off to hug someone.
Just two minutes later Jennifer and her wife Fatima show up at the table. "Jay told us. We want in."
Stephanie looked quizzically at Jennifer, then Fatima. "Are you sure about this? Not that I haven't tried, but you've never seemed interested in straying from Jennifer, right?"
Fatima said, "it's just taking a pill, right? I don't see it being any different than any other toy."
Jennifer added, "once I told Fatima about the packets, she was totally psyched to try it out. I'm the only woman she's been with, and she jumped at the chance to get some consequence-free experience."
Stephanie, not one to get between her friends and their pleasure, pulled out her little bag of tricks. She felt powerful, sexy, and dangerous, like a match maker, drug dealer, and a pimp all rolled into one. Fatima looked at a packet with a feminine man on it, "oh, Jenny, you're a gold star, how would you like to make it with an imaginary man."
Jennifer said, "I donno. It's just a pill, right? Maybe?"
Stephanie piped up, "...or maybe not. I got a pretty serious warning about taking packets you might not like. Unless you're certain, you probably should go with a girl."
"I *should* go with a girl," Jennifer replied, she kissed Fatima on the lips, taking the excuse to squeeze her ample bottom. Fatima looked over the packets, picking an athletic-looking girl who looked a little like Jennifer. Jennifer, in turn, picked a blonde bombshell.
Stephanie smiled, "excellent choices. Tell me how it goes."
Jennifer winked, "a lady doesn't kiss and tell."
Winston finished up his conversation and looked to see Stephanie staring into the packet bag. "Want to sneak off and take one?" He asked. She nodded, her face a mix of curiosity and carnal need but then another round of distant relatives came up to shake their hands and congratulate them. After the relatives left, Winston said, "you can pop up to the suite for a few minutes, I'll be okay down here."
"A few minutes?!" She asked, incredulously. She liked a long fuck, and a few minutes would normally just be a tease.
"The pills, they pop you right into the action, it's like a porno. You're in and out in just as long as it takes you to finish. But, uh, put a towel down." He smiled sheepishly.
She leaned in to give Winston a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth. The smell of wedding cake and champagne still on his lips. She then playfully kissed his nose, handed him the bag and said, "pick for me."
He smiled, looked at the offerings. Even though Stephanie was bisexual, she preferred men to women. He looked through the men they'd picked out, and found a guy named 'Mike,' a muscular guy in plaid who offered 'nostalgic sex,' whatever that means. "How's Mike?" He said, handing her the packet. Another 'Mike' stuck to the packet. "Oh, or two Mikes? Just not at the same time."
"As long as Sully doesn't show up, I'll be fine." She chuckled and gave her husband another kiss, this time giving his cock a loving squeeze goodbye.
She popped the packets in her purse, and made her way to the elevator. She was stopped by her new sister-in-law Lilly. Lilly looked almost like a female Winston. She was tall, gaunt, pale, and fairly plain. Her broad shoulders and long legs made her look gawky, where they looked hot on her brother. Her chest was flat as a board, and she wore clothes to hide that fact. However, her strongest physical asset was her thick ass. While she inherited much of Winston's traits, her ass was her own and it was astounding. Unfortunately, she was so self-conscious about her chest, she rarely wore anything that showed off any part of her body. One time, when they were all camping, Stephanie convinced Lilly to go skinny dipping with a few of their friends. They all commented on how jealous they were of Lilly's ass, how round it was, how well it fit her body. The compliments were genuine, but she thought they were teasing her.
She reached over to Stephanie for a hug, "I'm so happy to have a sister!" she proclaimed, "I love you, Stephanie."
"I love you too, Lilly." Stephanie replied. "I'm just heading up for a quick nap."
Lilly looked into Stephanie's eyes, "Oh, a nap sounds divine, my room still isn't ready, mind if I join you?"
Stephanie's mind immediately went to the packet in her bag, but when she looked Lilly, she couldn't deny she deserved a little fun as well. She grabbed Lilly's hand and lead her to the hotel across the street. "Come with me, I have something to show you."
The two women got into the lobby as the elevator was closing, the priest held the door open. "Floor seven, please," Stephanie requested.
Lilly said, "so, what did you want to show me?"
Stephanie held her hands out in different shapes while reciting a rhyme, "here is the church, here is the steeple, open it up, and here's all the people."
Lilly and the Priests exchanged looks of utter confusion, then the elevator stopped at his floor. "Enjoy your... church, ladies." The priest said, utterly perplexed.
Once the door closed, Stephanie looked at Lilly and asked, "have you heard of sex packets?"
"Like condoms?"
"No, it's a pill that makes you fuck someone?"
"So, roofies? Are you okay? Do I need to call someone?"
"No, I'm fine. It's like, you take it, and you see who you want to fuck..."
"You're not making any sense."
"It'll be easier to just show you."
They got off at their floor, and made their way to the bridal suite. Once inside, Stephanie pulled the two 'Mike' packets out of her purse.
