The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 29
A Wild Wedding Part 5

Well the time had come for Brett, Connie, Lisa and me to launch our contribution to the craziness. Lisa and Connie's wrestling match had ended so quickly. Also it didn't seem right that Lisa and I were still dressed, albeit in destroyed clothes, at our own party when so many women had given up the dignity of clothes to amuse everyone. Lisa and Connie's dresses were on their last legs, or stitches, anyway. This little production was going to rectify all of that.

Freddy had a disco ball with his set up that he hadn't really used because there hadn't really been any dancing, but it worked for this. (We had let him in on what we were doing. He was going to help us.) Firing up the disco ball, he got everyone's attention by playing Let's Get Ready to Rumble! a.k.a Y'all Ready for This?






Lisa and Connie had lost their sandals during their first go-round in the pudding. They were still in there as far as we knew. Brett and I discarded our shoes and socks. They were starting to feel a little nasty anyway since we'd had them on ever since we first jumped in the pool. He and I took up a position on one side of the pudding pool and Lisa and Connie went to the other. Freddy potted down the music after about 30 seconds and did his best Michael Buffer impersonation.

Welcome to the headline bout of the evening! he shouted. This will be a tag-team match to determine the age-old question of who is better, boys or girls!

Well of course the men shouted, Boys! and the women shouted, Girls!

Before I get going, it's disclaimer time. No bride, matron of honor, groom or best man was harmed in the writing of this story. Every punch was pulled. Every fall was planned. Both the men and the women willingly submitted to the humiliation that they are about to suffer for the entertainment of their guests. Connie came up with this idea and the outline of how it would go including the ending and who eventually wins, (pro wrestling at its finest, totally scripted). We all contributed to it, but in the end remember that it was a female who came up with this. One last thing: There are spots where the ladies really take it physically. They were all Lisa's idea. Neither she nor Connie would be shown up by their mom. However, If you are offended of even the thought of boys beating up on girls, (and vice versa), despite the fact that the characters are blatantly making fun of professional wrestling and it's repeated over and over several times that it's all just pretend and no one got hurt and that the ladies wanted to do it, then you may want to think about skipping this chapter. On the other hand, it you have a sense of humor and can appreciate that the cartoonish violence is all blatantly fake and everyone in the story knows it's all in fun, then read on.

Anyway, Freddy continued with his intro: On the north side of the pudding pit are the challengers, wearing what's left of wedding tuxedos, the tag team of Gentleman Jim and Bodacious Brett! (Lisa and Connie made those names up.)

And on the south side of the pudding pit are the 1984 Carroll County Labor Day Mud Fest mud wrestling tag team champions, (I never told you that story, maybe later), Connie the Crusher and Lovely Lisa!

The guys cheered us and the women booed us and vice versa for Lisa and Connie.

Once again, Freddy said, this will be a tag team match. Winner to be determined by pin or submission. In the interest of fairness, the women will be allowed to wrestle together for the first five minutes, two against one!

The guys really booed that.

The next ten minutes will be one-on-one, Freddy continued, and if there is no winner, the final round will be a no-time-limit Battle Royal with all wrestlers in the pudding! The guys cheered that one!

Freddy turned the music down. I hopped over the side and waded in the pudding and Lisa and Connie hiked up their dresses and climbed over the other side. Freddy played the sound of the bell and they both came at me from different sides. They let me get first dibs in. As they grabbed at me, I stepped back and shoved them into each other. They bounced off each other and comically fell backwards to sink into the pudding. That would be my last offensive move for a while.

I strutted around with my back to them while they got up out of the pudding, cleared their eyes and pretended to clear their heads. They came up behind me and Lisa comically tapped me on the shoulder with exaggerated motions that put her whole arm into it. I jolted each time she poked me and spun around yelling, What?

She clocked me with a right cross, (that if you listened closely, you could hear the wind as it whipped past me). I jerked my head to the side to make it seem like she connected and just stood there for a second with my face twisted like she'd knocked me silly. Then I fell backwards and went under the surface of the pudding.

The gals grabbed my feet and dragged me over to one of the tables with my head and upper body still submerged. I stayed limp while they yanked me up onto the table and propped me up into a sitting position. I wobbled like a drunk.

Freddy was making a commentary. The gals have it together now after that false start. This match may end pretty quickly! he said. Now we weren't about to let that happen!

The ladies climbed onto the table and got on either side of me. The looked at each other and said, together loud enough for everyone to hear, STRIP 'EM!

Connie grabbed the front of my shirt and tore it open, letting the buttons fly. While she pulled it off my shoulders from the back, Lisa got in front of me and undid my pants to yank them down my legs and then fell off the table backwards into the pudding. Originally. Connie was just going to shove me off the table in my pair of Crazy Boxers boxer briefs with a blue stars and stripes design and a black undershirt.

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Lean forward, she whispered.

I did what she said since we had agreed that we could improv if we wanted. She yanked my undershirt up over my head and then Lisa, who had just climbed back onto the table, did the same stunt with it that she did with my pants and rocked herself back into the puddling. I was still slumped over forward. Just as I started to look like I was coming around, Connie stood up and shoved her foot into my back and I did a forward roll into the pudding head first.

All right, despite having Lisa who lived to let me get away with anything I wanted, I've got a little submissive streak myself. Being stripped to my boxer briefs and tossed around like a rag doll in the pudding by both of them was turning me on. Getting stripped to one piece of clothing between me and nakedness nearly satisfied some of those old dreams I had of being with both of them.

I came up and Lisa was already on her feet with her back to me. I grabbed her arm and pinned it behind her back. Then I tripped her forward and sent her face-planting into the pudding and shoved her the rest of the way under. Connie jumped into the pool right behind me and spun me around and punched me in the stomach. I doubled over and she grabbed my head and shoved my face into her knee. (All of this is still pretend, remember.)

Oh! That half-naked city boy is really taking a pounding from the country girls! Freddy announced.

Connie let go of my head and I fell to my side and vanished under the pudding. I popped up to take a deep breath and as soon as she saw I had, Lisa shoved my head back under.

Now what was going to happen next was probably the hardest part for us. During our planning, we decided that thirty seconds was the longest anyone would be held under and three taps on your leg or your foot meant let the person up early. Lisa and Connie had to show off for the crowd and at the same time keep track of the time. But we figured if Jen and Kris could do this and make it look good, she should be able to.

Connie grabbed my feet and yanked them up, leaving me standing on my head under the pudding holding my breath. Lisa spanked me several times. It was all I could do to keep from laughing and drowning under there. We had agreed that anytime we would spank anybody, we didn't have to pull our punches and Lisa was really letting my slimy ass have it! If I thought I was getting turned on before, WOW! Somehow we were going to have to take this pudding pit home! (Too bad she didn't pull my shorts down and really let me have it! I will explain later.)

Lisa stopped spanking me and pretended to tickle my feet. I jerked around obligingly. We only pretended to tickle since we were both very ticklish and knew that if something would cause us to lose our breath and drown, that would be it. Lisa gave me another few good whacks on my ass and then Connie let me go and I let myself fall over slowly like a tree falling.

The gals each grabbed a hand and yanked me up. I could have held my breath a little longer, but I was glad to have air. They dragged me through the pudding and back up onto the table.

I wonder how much more punishment he can take! Freddy said. Bodacious Brett is leaning out over the pool trying to let Jim tag out, but the gals won't let them near each other!

Oh, they would, but not before I suffered more humiliation. They stood me up on the table between them and we faced the pool. They jumped toward the pudding, giving me a shove so they could go in feet first, but I did a belly flop and a face-plant. I lay there lifeless on the surface. Connie grabbed my hair and shoved my rear end down so I was kneeling. Lisa got in front of me. Connie shoved my head under and shook it around. She pulled me up and Lisa kissed me. Connie again shoved my head under and shook it around and again, she pulled me up and Lisa kissed me.

This bit was my contribution. If you look at all the stunts we made up, Brett and I came up with most of the ones where we suffered punishment and Lisa and Connie came up with most of the times they were on the receiving end.

You know what? I think Lisa is tired of fighting and wants to make up! Freddy commented. Lisa grinned diabolically and yanked me up standing by my hair and then body-slammed me into a face-plant in the pudding. Then she shoved me to the bottom with her foot.

Oh well, maybe not, Freddy said.

Aw, we're done with this one! Connie said and they pulled me through the pudding over to where Brett was leaning over to let me tag him. They let him tag my hand. Connie grabbed his arm and yanked him into the pudding pool and Lisa slid me over the side and I crumpled to the floor face first. (She held my legs so I wouldn't face-plant into the floor. Pudding was soft, but the floor wasn't.)

I won't waste another couple of pages narrating the two of them ganging up on Brett because it was just a mirror of what they did to me, including stripping him down to his Navy blue Jockey briefs. The only difference was Connie and Lisa switched roles so Connie spanked Brett and kissed him while Lisa yanked his head up.

There were plenty of women running around in their underwear by now, but Brett and I were the only guys. I found that a little arousing on top of everything else as I stood beside the pool and offered my hand for a tag out.

Connie, Lisa and Brett finished up the head-dunking bit and the gals dragged Brett over and slid him over the side just like they had me as Freddy played the sound of the bell to end the round.

There will be a two-minute break so the losersuh, the men can rest up, Freddy said.

Lisa and I smiled across the pool at each other the whole break. We would soon face off one-on-one and (spoiler alert) things would be a lot different! I remind you again that most everything coming up, she and Connie thought of.

Round two will begin with Gentleman Jim squaring off against Lovely Lisa! Freddy announced. This is a ten-minute round. Winner still to be determined by pin or submission!

He rang the bell sound and both of us went over the side of the pool into the pudding. We grabbed each other's shoulders out in the middle of the pudding and started to grapple. Lisa said in the sweetest, most melodious tone so I only I could hear, Now it's your turn to kick my ass! Talk about your dichotomy!

I broke her hold and shoved her arms up. She doubled over when I gave her a gut punch and I came down with both hands together to the back of her head and she collapsed into the pudding and disappeared.

Look at him beating up a girl! Freddy teased.

I reached under the surface and pulled Lisa up by her hair and dragged her to one of the tables. I set her up on it, climbed up and pulled her up standing by her hair. She was having a hard time not laughing and this was still keeping me turned on. I think we're going to have to add mock wrestling to our list of mutual fetishes.

STRIP HER! someone yelled. That had been the plan all along.

Her dress was doing all it could to stay together anyway. Lisa was standing there purposely wobbling like a drunk.

Take it off or tear it off, I whispered.

She glanced at me sideways and with a submissive, Let me have it, grin replied, Your choice.

Now, we had never really intended for this to become an underwear party and her choice of bridal lingerie demonstrated that. However, after the bra and panties matches started and we had decided that we were going to do this tag team craziness, the fact that we were all going to finish it in our underwear was never, ever in doubt. I turned her to face the pudding and stood behind her. I wasn't sure this was going to work, but I grabbed both shoulders and pulled out. It worked well enough. The stressed delicate fabric tore open in both the front and back and Lisa's dress ripped in two all the way down to just below her waist, far enough that I could just let it go and it fell on the table. Kris let out a shriek and cackled with laughter that you could hear over everything else.

Man, oh man! Freddy exclaimed. She ain't gonna be happy 'bout dat!

The crowd went crazy. My lovely Lisa, my sweet little goofball stood there showing off her bridal lingerie, albeit well stained with chocolate, for all to see!

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I stepped aside so everyone in back of us could appreciate what her thong didn't cover. Guys cheered and hollered and my little goofball was having a hard time not bursting out laughing. I love her so much!

I gently pushed her with one finger between her shoulder blades and she slowly fell forward stiff-board style and face-planted in the pudding. Then she let herself sink.

I dove off the table and went under myself. I came up and Lisa was comically staggering to her feet. I grabbed her hair and yanked her up standing. I put up my fists and starting rapidly punching her face like I was working out with a suspended punching bag. Lisa simply stood there, rapidly bobbing her head like the punches were connecting. She loved this. She couldn't suppress the grin that started to form and I could see a case of the giggles was coming on. I came around with a left cross to her chin and just like me, she jerked her head to the left and just froze that way with her jaw looking like I'd knocked it loose. I put one finger in the middle of her chest and gently shoved. Lisa obligingly fell backwards and splattering onto the surface of the pudding. I grabbed her feet and she let her head go under the surface as I dragged her back to the table.

If I thought it took a lot of willpower not to rip all of Lisa's clothes off and just fuck her in the pudding in front of everybody earlier, I had no idea what it was going to be like with the two of us thrashing around in there in our underwear and her now just being a submissive rag doll. Later, she confessed that she was having the same thoughts and if I'd have attempted it, I would have encountered zero resistance. What a wedding reception that would have been!

I let go of her feet and reached into the pudding to find her hair, which was now a tangled matte liker her mom's and yanked her to her feet. (If you're upset that I keep yanking her around by her hair, I refer you once again to the fact that she wrote most of the bits where she was the victim and Connie wrote the rest. If their mom showed off like this, Lisa and Connie weren't about to let her show them up.)

Speaking of Kris, if any of you are offended by this, she and Jeff were fine that I looked like I was mopping the floor with their little girl. In fact, they were better than fine. They were laughing their asses off at us.

Lisa continued to act dazed from her earlier pummeling. I lifted her and set her on the edge of the table and then climbed up myself. I turned her around so she was lying long-ways down the table. I faced her feet and put her legs over my shoulders and stood up. To get an image, she was hanging upside down in front of me and facing away from me. Her knees bent over my shoulders and her shins and feet were behind my back. Since I used this a few times, I am just going to call this move the Head Banger. It's an actual pro wrestling move, but I have no idea what the real name is.

Oh boy! This is gonna leave a mark! Freddy cautioned.

I took a couple of steps and jumped off the table. Lisa grabbed my legs so we would land together and as soon as we hit the pudding, she put her hands down to break her fall. This would never have worked if we weren't jumping into something thick and viscous like this. Lisa broke her fall and I let go of her thighs and went on under, being careful not to knock her over. She did a handstand holding her breath and let her legs start to crumple. I popped up as quickly as I could as not to waste any time and straightened up her legs.

Now was when I got my revenge for the spanking and tickling earlier. That cute little sheer skirt was stuck to her cute little ass so people were getting a somewhat unobstructed view. I couldn't have that at all. I flipped it upor is it down since she's upside downand let everyone see what her thong wouldn't hide. Then I gave her five nice, hard swats on that cute little ass.

I had an advantage when I was the victim during this bit. Jump in the pool in your underwear and then let someone spank you. Something about the wet material absorbs the shock and impact and it really doesn't hurt at all no matter how hard they swat you. Lisa could have pulled my underwear down in the back, but she didn't so I really didn't feel it. However, she had nothing between my hand and her delicate, squeezable, lickable, kissablesorrylittle ass except a coating of chocolate pudding. She was a perfect trooper though. She took every swat and made the same comical jerking motion I did for each one. I was still O.K, because I checked and Jeff and Kris were still laughing.

I let go of her legs and she fell over. She wobbled to her feet and I socked her in the stomach and she doubled over. I pushed her head under and held it for a second and then pulled her up to her feet and kissed her while she wobbled some more. I threw her over my shoulder and carried her to the table and set her up there again.

Poor Lisa is so out of it! Freddy exclaimed. Gentleman Jim doesn't act too gentlemanly, does he?

I set up for another Head Banger. Lisa admitted to getting a little turned on by watching her mom doing the headstands so she wrote a lot of them in for herself. I jumped off the table again and shoved Lisa head first into the pudding for a second time. This time she submissively put her legs straight up and together on her own.

Hmmm, I think she's starting to like this! Freddy commented. I pulled the little skirt out of the way of her cute little ass again, even though I was going for her feet this time. I pretended to tickle her feet and she acted like I was killing her. I let her go and shoved her on over.

We were supposed to end our bit after that, but I got an idea. Want to do it one more time? I whispered to her as I lifted her head out of the pudding. I just thought of something funny.

As many times as you want, she said with her face covered in chocolate pudding and a look of love in her eyes. I'm having so much fun with you!

Kay and I had some fun times in the past, but this was something she lacked and I had longed for my whole life since experiencing it as a young man that total and complete giving oneself over to a situation and not worrying about what people think, not worrying about your clothes, not worrying about tomorrow not worrying about one damn thing except how much fun you're having together!

Then I figured if she was that into it, I may as well take advantage of it. Your character might be coming around again by now though, I said. Should I slug you a few more times?

In her best seductive voice she gasped, Oh yes! Please beat me senseless some more! (Please remember that this was all fake and we were all having a hard time not laughing. Well, except for the spankings and we all enjoyed those!)

I pulled her up to her feet by her hair and played punching bag with her for a while. Lisa stood and bobbled the whole time. I stopped punching and she stood there wobbling until I threw her over my shoulder and set her on the table. I climbed up on there a third time and set her up for her third Head Banger. I jumped in and like the last time, Lisa simply put her legs together and held them straight up.

Now I'm sure she likes doing that! Freddy said getting laughs, whistles and shouts from the crowd.

I stood in front of her. I took her legs and spread them open. I licked my chops a couple of times to give a hint of what I was going to do. I stuck my head between her legs and started licking the pudding off her ass. Lisa jerked a couple of times and I thought she was going to start laughing and I would have to let her up. She caught herself though. Since I surprised her, she decided to surprise me. She clamped her legs together and trapped my head. I reached around and slapped her on the ass a couple of times and she released me and put her legs back together. That was funny and got a huge laugh. I walked around behind her and gave her ass a big kiss before I shoved her over. I'd pushed that thirty second breath-holding time, but Lisa didn't mind or complain. I was her man and we were having fun together.

I pulled her up by her hair and dragged her across the pool to the table. I set her up on it, climbed up and got her to her feet. I faced her wobbling form toward the pool and then leaped off with her for a body slam. She followed through and sunk to the bottom. I dragged her around the edge of the pool by her feet with her head stuck under until we got around to where Brett was and I tagged him in. He jumped over the side into the pudding and I dragged Lisa on around to where Connie was. Connie tagged Lisa's foot and came over the side and headed for Brett. Brett clocked her with a right cross as I dumped Lisa over the side. She crumpled into a heap and then staggered to her feet. I got out and went to Brett and my side.

I won't spend a lot of time on Brett and Connie since once again, they mirrored what happened during the first half. Lisa and I had gone way over our five-minute half of the round, but we really weren't keeping track of the time anyway. You will remember though, that Connie was the last one of us with her clothes on. That was quickly rectified. After knocking her senseless he dragged her up onto the table. We were originally just going to take the gals' gowns off, but when Connie saw how fired up the guys watching got when I ripped Lisa' wedding dress off, she sent Lori off for a pair of scissors and made some strategic cuts in her dress. Brett could probably have torn it off anyway, but that assured that when the time came, it was torn to shreds in one motion and Connie was left in her sexy red bra and thong. Well, they were red once upon a time anyway.

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Brett seemed to enjoy spanking Connie's bare ass as much as I had spanking Lisa's earlier. Kris laughed just as hard at her other daughter getting thoroughly humiliated as she did Lisa. Brett and Connie ad libbed one extra Head Banger just like we did, except Brett stuck his head through Connie's spread legs and played a drum solo with his hands on Connie's slimy ass. After he slid her over the side of the pool, Freddy played the bell to end the round.

Wow! Can those ladies take a pounding or what? Freddy exclaimed. They just wouldn't give up! We'll see what happens in a few minutes when it's 'two to two'!

Lisa and Connie looked over at us like they could eat us up! How much of a low maintenance good sport would you have to be to start out the day beautifully made up for you or your sister's wedding and by the end of it be in your sexy underwear in front of dozens of people getting tossed around a pudding wrestling pit like a rag doll and still look like you want to do it to your man on the floor in front of everyone? (I told you I based a lot of Darcie on Lisa.) This had to be a dream! I was going to wake up any minute now back in Indiana.

Hearing Brenda's voice over Freddy's sound system pulled me out of my deep thought. Can I have your attention everyone? We'd like you to know that in a few minutes the staff is going to start collecting up any unclaimed clothes lying around and throw them out, she announced. So you better find yours or you'll be going home in your underwear like me!

Apparently the guys who split up her business suit never did give it back. She didn't look like she cared much. It was that kind of a party! We didn't plan for it to be. It just became that. Most people just waved her off or stuck out tongues. The few remaining people still in clothes who had obviously been in the pie fight stripped out of them and threw them on the floor and joined the rest of us in the undie brigade. It was mostly the guys still dressed, but it didn't take much coaxing for them to show off as much skin as their ladies.

Build a bonfire with them! I heard a now-stripped-down Terry yell.

Brenda was clean and dripping wet. She must have gone out to the pool and jumped in to rinse off like she said. I was glad after how upset she seemed at first that she had given herself over to the moment and the party. Offering to pay for everything and give them all a ridiculously big tip probably helped too. I hoped she got to see most of our wrestling match since she'd entertained us with hers.

Staying clean didn't last long though. A girl who looked to be about nineteen or twenty was sneaking up behind Brenda. I recognized her as one of the people who had served the buffet even though she was now dressed in just a wet gray bra and pink panties. I was also happy to see that the staff had accepted our invitation to stop working so hard and just join the party. She had a pie in her handI thought we were out of pie!

Just as Brenda handed Freddy the mic back, the girl reached around and shoved the pie in Brenda's face hard! Brenda put her hands on her hips and stood there laughing with her whole body. You know what I'm taking about; when you're trying to hold it in and it's not working and your entire body jerks. It was a strawberry cream and the thick, sticky filling was up in her hair and sliding off her face and down between her tits. She dug it out and licked some off her fingers. I had her pegged all wrong as uptight in the beginning. She was a McKenzie girl after all!

All right! she snapped. Very funny! Somebody give me a pie!

I don't have any pie, but I've got this cake, Freddy announced. Someone had set a large section of unserved wedding cake next to him. Now where did they get that? I thought that was gone too!

I began to suspect this was not exactly spontaneous when she said, Fine! Give it to me!

SPLAT! Freddy stood and shoved the quarter sheet cake into Brenda's face. She flopped her hands back to her hips and glared at him comically. Be careful how you ask for it next time! Freddy said.

Giggling, Brenda shoved the glop down her face, letting some of the fine, fluffy cake fall into her bra and walked away, trying to look dignified, which made it all the funnier.

All right! It's time to get back to our featured bout of the evening! Freddy exclaimed. Now that the rag dollsuh, bride and matron of honor, have had time to rest, it's time for our third and final round, a no-time-limit Battle Royal between the teams of Lovely Lisa and Connie the Crusher and Gentleman Jim and Bodacious Brett.

The round began with the gals getting the upper hand, socking both of us with sucker punches to the stomach and then when we were bent over, coming up with both fists and knocking us over backwards so we ended up on our backs by each of the tables. Lisa and Connie climbed up onto them and leaped off, but Brett and I both moved at the last second and both of them belly-flopped and face-planted.

We looked like mirror images of each other through this whole match. Everyone knew it was choreographed. Why not make it look like it was? We both pulled the gals up by their hopelessly matted hair. We socked them in the stomach and then when they bent over, shoved their faces into the pudding and held them for a few seconds and pulled them out.

Give up? we asked simultaneously. Both of them shook their heads, No. We did that three more times.

I don't think they want to give up, Freddy said.

Brett and I turned to the crowd on our side of the pool and shrugged. We stood the gals up straight by their hair and gave them the punching bag bit. This was Connie's favorite bit as she made it up. Lisa's was the Head Banger and don't worry, we don't leave it out.

We kept the punching and the ladies kept the head bobbing up for nearly a minute. Then I gave Brett the signal and we simultaneously clocked them with cross punches. His was a right and mine was a left since I'm left handed. But the way it worked out, we were on opposite sides of the pool facing the same direction and both our punches swung toward the outside of the pool and both of the ladies fell toward the center of the pool and splattered under the surface with their heads nearly next to each other at the exact same time. Not bad fake wrestling for four people who had no chance to rehearse!

It doesn't look good for the ladies! Freddy said. I wonder how long they will let this go on.

We fished them out and floated them onto the surface of the pudding on their backs. Lisa caught my gaze and was smiling at me. I love you! she mouthed. Oh, how I love my sweet goofball. She was having a ball. It didn't matter that we were pretending that I was beating the snot out of her. It didn't matter that she was in her underwear and it showed off her bare ass. What mattered was that we were the center of attention she was getting the chance to show off. All these years later and she still loved showing off what she'd do for her man!

Brett and I grabbed their feet and dragged them to the tables. We got them up and lifted them up for another Head Banger. Lisa started to giggle as I was getting ready to jump.

Stop laughing and get ready to hold your breath! I said.

Brett and I jumped off the tables at the same time and drove Connie and Lisa's heads to the bottom. Neither of them bothered with crumpling their legs. They both straightened up and stood on their heads with their legs straight up and together.

We gave their thong-exposed asses their obligatory spankings and then shoved them over to let them come up for air. We were supposed to go ahead and finish them off, but I wanted to do one more thing.

One more head banger? I asked.

Lisa nodded at Connie who agreed.

We look like we're conscious, Connie said. Knock us out!

Which we did. We came around with left and right crosses and sent them sprawling into the center of the pool and they comically collided with each other.

GUYS RULE! someone yelled.

We led both of them around by the hair to our respective tables and propped them up. We set up for one last Head Banger and jumped off at the same time. Again, the ladies simply stood on their heads buried in the pudding and held their legs up straight. Brett followed my lead. I licked all the pudding off Lisa's toes and then went around behind her and moved her sheer skirt out of the way that always stuck to her thanks to the pudding. Then I gave her ass a big kiss.

You're going to have to do a lot of that after the beating you just gave them! Freddy teased.

I kissed it again and without holding her feet, gave her ass one final slap. Lisa fell over so she was lying on her stomach on the bottom. Connie was in the same position since Brett had imitated my actions. We fished them out by their hair and lifted them up onto the tables.

They acted like they were completely out of it. We turned their backs to the pudding pool and paused.

Never thought I'd ever say this, Lisa whispered, but getting my ass kicked was fun! We should do this more often!

Lisa and Connie stood on the edge of the tables, wobbling comically and waiting for us to put them out of their misery. I'd come up with the ending. Brett and I stood in front of them and gently blew on them so it looked like we blew them over. The gals fell backwards and splattered down onto the surface of the pudding and floated.

I think this is it! Freddy exclaimed.

Lisa was floating on her back and looking up and me with a big grin on her face. I'm sure Connie was looking at Brett the same way. We leaped off the tables and belly-flopped onto our sweethearts, shoving them to the bottom of the pool. He and I each thrust a hand up to do a three-count.

The guys win! Freddy shouted. In true pro wrestling fashion the guys were cheering and the women were booing and throwing paper cups at us when we surfaced.

We pulled Lisa and Connie up and got them on their feet. The silliness wasn't over yet.

The wild wedding goes on in Part 6!