Ex-Roomie's Wedding

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Just then her mother called from the kitchen, announcing that breakfast was ready. It didn't really seem fair that her mother should have to cook for us while we were all enjoying ourselves but then, that was the type of mother and wife she was - a little old fashioned maybe, but loving and caring. Brenda and I made our way there and when we walked in, she looked at us and then gave Brenda a second look. Her eyes went to Brenda's butt and her lips tightened. I knew she was dying to say something but she kept it to herself, or so I thought. After a few minutes she turned around quickly and it was like she couldn't hold back anymore and would burst if she didn't say something.

"Brenda, do you really have to run around naked in front of your family?" she said, the anxiety clear in her voice.

"Mommmmmm, I'm NOT naked," Brenda protested.

"You may as well be," her mother insisted, "I can't even see anything behind you and in front... well I think it's obscene to let your swimming suit pull up into you like that in front of people."

"Oh mom, ALL the girls dress like this down here," Brenda insisted, pleading her case.

"Well your friend is at least wearing a little bit to cover herself. Why can't you wear something like she has on?"

It was sort of funny that the same outfit she used to think was too revealing on me in the past was now something she would prefer to see Brenda wearing. I guess everything is relative.

Before they went any further, her dad and brother walked in. I got a kick out of how her dad tried to pretend he didn't notice his daughters cute little ass on display for him as she served him his breakfast. Her brother was a little less circumspect, openly staring at her butt. I couldn't blame him, Brenda DID have an incredible ass and to see it all tanned and bare was about as sexy and erotic as I could imagine her being.

"David!" Brenda's mother hissed, as if the rest of us couldn't hear her.

David looked at his mom a little sheepishly and stopped staring at his sister's ass but throughout breakfast, he would use any excuse to get another peek at it. We were doing dishes while the guys went outside to look around at the beach when someone knocked at the door and then it opened. In walked a young girl, maybe eighteen or so. She was cute, maybe a few inches shorter than me with long straight brunette hair. She had the type of tan that told you she was in the sun all the time, not just for vacation. She was dressed actually quite similar to Brenda - a narrow thong and t-shirt but her top went down further and actually covered about half her all but bare ass - a cute little "bubble butt".

What struck me immediately, though, was her boobs. OMG, they were HUGE. I couldn't help but wonder if they were fake given how out of proportion they were to the her petite body. They had to be DD or maybe even bigger. From the way they moved under her t-shirt, though, they seemed to be real. As big as they were I was a little surprised that she didn't were a bra or bikini top to support them. The girl walked in like she owned the place and when Brenda saw her, they both reached out and hugged each other. Then she noticed me standing there and looked at Brenda, waiting to be introduced.

"Doreen, this is Kelly, the girl I told you about from school," Brenda said, "Kelly, this is Doreen, we work together at the Rescue Center."

We gave each other a polite hug and said a few things to get to know each other. So this was the local friend that Brenda had mentioned during our trip down here. Somewhere since I had arrived Brenda had mentioned she was bi. Looking at her incredible body, I wondered exactly how much Brenda had told her about us.

"So when are the others getting in?" Doreen asked. Brenda explained that Cathy and Celeste had taken the earliest flights they could get and should be here sometime around noon or so.

"So what's the plan for today then?" Doreen continued, "By the way, we're all set for tomorrow. You're gonna LOVE it, trust me."

I assumed she was talking about the bachelorette party. I wondered what she had planned and whether she would let me in on it the secret but that was all she said for the moment before changing subject. Brenda had obviously given up trying to pry the details out of her and let the comment go by.

"I thought we'd head up to Largo and take one of the snorkeling tours," Brenda explained, "Kelly's never even swam in the ocean and I don't think the others have ever been out to a reef before."

Doreen just nodded and they started to debate which place would be best to go. Each of them appeared to have their favorite but finally they settled on one. Personally, it didn't make any difference to me. Really, what was the big deal WHO took you out. Once you were in the water I imagined it was the same no matter what outfit took you there. Evidently they didn't share my opinion. Oh well, they knew more about what they were doing than I did and apparently I was missing something in the equation.

"Well, THAT'S settled so what are we going to do until then?" Doreen asked Brenda.

So far I had been sort of left out of the conversation but that was OK with me. Whatever they wanted to do I was sure would be fine with me. Personally, I wouldn't mind getting to know Doreen better - a LOT better.

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It was getting on towards 10:00 so we didn't have time to go too far if we wanted to be back before the other girls arrived. Brenda suggested a few shops nearby and so it was off shopping for us. We visited a few bikini shops and I found the most incredible outfit that I JUST had to buy. Amazing how much something that barely is visible on you can cost so much! Unfortunately, it also showed off my tans lines and I knew I would have to be careful not to let myself get sunburned as those areas could be a bit sensitive!

When we returned it was just about noon. As we were getting out of the car, another car pulled up the driveway. It parked next to us and out popped two more girls, Cathy and Celeste I assumed. Cathy, the Maid of Honor, was the blonde that Brenda had described as being someone I may have remembered but it had been years most likely since we met and to honest, she wasn't ringing any bells. She looked to be a little older and indeed, at 25 she was the oldest of our group. She looked like your average Ohio girl, a little heavy but nothing too much - "something to hold onto" as the guys liked to say back there. She was also a lesbian if I remembered Brenda's earlier comments.

The last girl, Celeste, was also a blonde. One thing that made her stand out from the crowd, at least our little one, was her boobs. As a solid C-cup, I was probably the smallest of the bunch until I saw Celeste. Her chest was all but flat, maybe an A-cup at best. She had to be a little self-conscious about them, especially with the rest of us wearing outfits designed to show ours off as much as possible. She was also a little plain, to be brutally honest, and it didn't help that her blonde hair was cut too short for her face and appeared to have been trimmed by herself in the mirror. She was also dressed the most conservative of all of us, with shorts and a loose t-shirt that if anything, hid what boobs she may have had. The shorts were the type that Brenda's mom would have approved of if that tells you anything. She was shy and I couldn't help but wonder how she was going to fit in with the rest of us, none of whom were shy about showing off anything.

We all hugged and with our little gang now complete, Brenda took us in for a quick lunch. We snacked on some sandwiches that her mom had made while Brenda's brother carried in the girls' luggage. It would have been sweet of him except I knew he had ulterior motives - it gave him more opportunity to get a closer look at us!

Brenda explained her plans for the day and both Celeste and Cathy seemed excited about snorkeling. Like me, they'd never done it before so it promised to be an interesting day, if nothing else. As we got ready to go, Celeste pulled Brenda aside and I saw them talking earnestly in the corner but couldn't overhear what they were saying. Celeste looked like she was about to cry but Brenda hugged her and seemed to be reassuring her. Hmmm. I wondered what THAT was all about?

We got back in the convertible again and headed off for Key Largo, where most of the tour companies operated for the reef trips. I wasn't sure what kind of place Brenda and Doreen had finally agreed up but it turned out to be something I hadn't expected - a state park! Brenda would later explain to me that there were lots of private outfits but most of them weren't as well equipped and they tended to be more tourist traps than anything else.

Apparently the state had hired an outfit to run their tours and funded them quite well. She said the boats were all nice and the trips were more professional. The only problem was that sometimes there were groups from local school that made it hard to get on but she had a friend that worked the desk where the tours were booked and had made sure that we wouldn't have to put up with a bunch of giggling little girls.

Doreen had some sort of pass that got us through the front gate and when we parked, we had to go into a building to sign up for our tour. The tours were a lot more expensive than I had expected but Brenda assured us not to worry.

"That's what daddy's are for!" she laughed as she pulled out what was apparently her father's credit card.

Her friend who worked there explained we had just missed about fifty kids from the local elementary school. Thank goodness, I couldn't have imagined getting on a boat full of little kids for the afternoon.

That is one thing most people misunderstand about me. I like to chat with guys about their desires for younger girls and I even fantasize about being with boys and girls myself at times. However, there is a BIG difference between reality and fantasy. For instance, when I teach, I can't help but notice the boys when they try to look down my blouse or up my skirt and get all hard in their seats. Some of the girls look pretty hot at young ages these days as well. Sure I may fantasize about them, but I would NEVER actually DO anything with them.

After signing up we wandered around the exhibits to kill the time before the trip. As our appointed time drew near, we went over to the docks and picked up our snorkeling gear. The guy handing them out was shirtless and looked like he had just stepped off the set of Baywatch. Mmmmmmm, these Florida boys were nice! He seemed to pay a lot more attention to us than the other couples and families, like THAT was a surprise! We waited on some benches for the boat to return from its previous trip, giving me a chance to assess the people who would be going out with us.

Brenda's friend had told us that there would be a total of twenty of us on board plus the crew of three. Most looked to be in their twenties and one couple were newlyweds - you can spot them a mile away! It was shaping up to be quite a diverse group where a couple of the girls were pretty hot while one couple looked like they were Amish or something from the way they were dressed so conservatively. Oh well, Brenda had explained that it didn't really matter who was going with us since once we got out there we would all be on our own anyway.

The five of us hung together for the most part. I noticed the guys glancing our way now and then. Given the way we were dressed and flirting, I would have only been surprised if they had NOT! Still, it didn't look like there was going to be any hanky-panky with a group as varied and large as this.

Somebody said something and everybody looked over at the water. I turned and there was this huge boat heading back to the dock. Well, maybe it wasn't really HUGE but it was certainly a lot bigger than my parents' ski boat. I'd never been on a real boat before and for a moment I wondered if I would get seasick. God, THAT would screw up the day I bet. The boat docked and the people streamed of in single file. They appeared to be smiling and happy so they must have had a good time. When they were off, somebody made an announcement and soon we were on board to replace them. Some of the people sat under the cover of the boat while the rest of us remained out in the sun at the rear end. Hey, I wanted some Florida sun so the last thing I was going to do was sit in the shade. Besides, I'd overheard someone say the odds of getting seasick were less if you stayed in the outside areas and could see the horizon.

The newlyweds were back with us and it was like "get a room" with them. God, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other and considering how skimpy of a bikini she was wearing, about any place he put his hands was bare skin. They didn't seem to care and neither did I. if anything, I was jealous. I wished my boyfriend Duane was with me now. We'd have put on our own show for them!

Once we had a brief safety speech the boat got underway and we were told we could go up to the upper deck or even out on the bow. The bow looked a little scary to me so we all headed up the ladder to the top deck. As I started up the steps, I couldn't help but notice the a couple guys positioned to give themselves a great view of all the girls' asses as we climbed up the ladder. Given how skimpy some of our thongs were, they probably had a few good pussy shots as well! I didn't mind, it was sort of cute in a way.

It was about a half hour to get to the reef. First we had to wind though these channels and I kept hoping to see an alligator until Brenda laughed at me and told me they didn't love in the ocean. I felt really dumb! Doreen must have overheard me talking to Brenda because she came up to me and whispered in my ear something about seeing plenty of them before the week was over but I didn't have a clue what she was referring to. The water was beautiful! I'd never seen anything so clear and pretty in my life. We leaned over the railings, sticking our butts out and I hoped the guys were getting a good eyeful.

The only disappointing thing, if you can call it that, about the trip out was the professionalism of the crew. Damn, I flirted as much as I could with one of the hunks but he just acted as if nothing was happening. It wasn't like he wasn't polite to anything. Heck, if anything he was TOO polite. At the same time, if he reacted at all to my overtures, he certainly kept it to himself. So much for any fantasies about getting fucked by the captain or first mate!

When we arrived at the place where we would be snorkeling, I looked at Brenda a bit disappointed. We were out in the middle of nowhere with nothing around us. What was the big deal? She laughed at me and once again I felt like the stupid tourist.

"The reef is UNDER the water," Brenda sighed, rolling her eyes at me, "Why do you think we need the snorkeling gear?"

Well, somebody could have explained that to me BEFORE now. Of course I knew it was underwater. I just thought it would be visible from the surface as well. How was I to know these things?

Some of the people had their own gear and as soon as we tied up to this monster ball floating in the water, they were dressed and in the water, heading for where they told us to swim towards. For us novices, one of the crew held a brief tutorial on how to use a snorkel. It didn't look all that hard - piece of cake, right?

I sat down at the rear of the boat were it was almost level with the water and put on the fins and then adjusted the mask the way he had shown us. The snorkel tasted like plastic - maybe because it WAS plastic, and it felt funny in my mouth. I was the last of our group to go in and finally I slid in slowly. The water felt perfect - not too warm but not chilly at all. I got my first good taste of saltwater right off the bat and thought I was going to puke. Ugh!

"You're not supposed to drink it!" Brenda teased me as she swam over to me. She helped me adjust the safety vest so it wasn't rubbing so much - letting her hand dwell in my crotch a little longer than necessary. It helped me to float and I started to swim along with our group. I was a good swimmer but I'd never used fins before and they took me a while to get accustomed to them.

Looking at our group, you would have thought we were all bottomless as our bare butts stuck up out of the water with our thongs pulled tight in our ass cracks. The crew was watching us and I'm sure they were taking in an eyeful.

Everyone seemed to head off in different directions. The five of us pretty much stuck together while the rest of the people who came out with us struck out on their own. At first there was nothing but grass under us but soon we reached deeper water and the reef started. Oh my god! I'd never seen anything so beautiful! The coral and fish were incredible. Now and then I still got a mouthful of seawater but I got better as time went by. I took a break for a moment and just floated. I noticed we were pretty much alone with everyone else a ways away. Apparently I wasn't the only one to notice.

Doreen was the local girl, along with Brenda who while not native, was at least living in the Keys unlike the rest of us. They were the ones experienced at snorkeling and soon the two of them started some more "advanced" moves where they would swim down under the water instead of staying on the surface. I tried it once and got a solid mouthful of sweater so I was content to stay at the surface and watch them. We were in a place where we were surrounded by the reef rocks, forming almost a coliseum type of atmosphere where Doreen and Brenda were like two gladiator in the center with Cathy, Celeste and myself watching as spectators. However, fighting reach each other was obviously the last thing on their minds.

To my shock, I saw Doreen suddenly snag Brenda's thong and pull the string, letting it loosen and fall off of her, Doreen grabbed the thong and stuffed it in her life vest while Brenda, not to be outdone, did the same with Doreen's. It wouldn't have worked with mine since it would only come off by sliding it down off my feet but I couldn't help but wonder now if it wasn't just a coincidence that the two of them both wore string-tied thongs. Something told me this wasn't their first time doing this! I watched as they swam around bottomless. Actually, from the rear it wasn't much different than before, but now I could clearly see their pussies when they twisted and turned in the water.

"C'mon, take yours off too," Doreen said to me as she surfaced in front of me." I saw Brenda talking to Cathy and Celeste, no doubt encouraging them to do the same.

It wasn't like any of us were prudes so soon all of us were snorkeling the reef sans our bottoms. From the boat, they probably never noticed anything as first they would have needed binoculars to see us that well and second, from the back most of us looked bare even WITH our thongs on. It didn't make a lot of sense to take our tops off with the life vests on so we kept those on. I remember when they first handed them to us I had wondered why I needed to wear it given I was a good swimmer. Well, try swimming for an hour in the open ocean and you'll be glad to have one to help you out!

It felt sort of naughty but good to swim bottomless around the reef. At first there was nobody around us but it was amazing how fast that could change. The newlyweds suddenly appeared in front of me but I quickly saw I didn't need to worry about them seeing anything. She was hanging onto his cock, totally unashamed to let me watch as she stroked him under the water. From what I could see, he wasn't hung too badly and I wondered for a moment what would happen if I made an attempt to share but then I decided it probably wasn't a good idea at the time.

I wondered if they planned to fuck as well? Or had they already? We weren't supposed to touch anything and fucking while floating in the water is not as easy as you might think - I know! Besides, I didn't know how salt water would act as a lubricant. Lake water wasn't all that great, I knew that much. If I hadn't been so horny and wet myself, it might not have been very enjoyable.