The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 30
A Wild Wedding Part 6

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 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. We each thrust a hand up to do a three-count to declare our rivals out.

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. I should know. I wrote this part too! Lisa winked at me and shut her eyes and together, she and Connie fell backwards and splattered onto their backs on the surface. We hoisted both of them up onto their feet a second time and grabbed their hands to pull them toward the side of the pool. Instead of walking, both of them fell forward and face planted on the surface of the pudding.

What's wrong? Freddy asked. You think you guys may have overdone it?

Brett and I just shrugged. We rolled them over on their backs and each grabbed one of their hands and shook it. The girls were completely limp and their hands just flopped back down into the pudding when we let go. We tried that a couple of times and the gals did the same thing each time. I have to hand it to them. They both wanted to burst out laughing but they held it in.

Maybe you killed them, Freddy suggested. Brett and I both looked at the crowd with comically worried expressions.

Try waking them up like 'Sleeping Beauty', Freddy suggested.

Yeah! we both exclaimed. We both reached for our respective sweetheart's panties.

No, no, no! Freddy said, the Disney version. Not the original story!

Yeah, that joke fell flat then too. I guess I am one of the few people who knows that in the original Grimm's Fairy Tale, the prince awakens Sleeping Beauty by raping her.

Brett and I waded back around to our respective sweetheart's head and leaned over to kiss her. That bought them back to life! They wrapped their arms around our necks and as we stood up, wrapped their legs around our waists and kept their lips locked with ours.

What do you know? Freddy pondered. That actually worked!

I leaned forward and dropped Lisa into the pudding and she pulled me down on top of her. The people were cheering because we never stopped kissing. Connie and Brett were doing the same thing.

O.K, time to get out! Freddy said. We kept our lips locked and shook our heads.

So, you like it in there? Freddy asked. Lisa and Connie turned his way and nodded with the sliest smiles you could imagine.

You're both telling me you enjoyed getting tossed around in there like rag dolls, stood on your head and having your little bottoms spanked? Freddy went on. Lisa and Connie giggled girlishly at each other and nodded sheepishly toward Freddy. The crowd was laughing themselves silly.

Tell me the truth now; did you let the boys win? he asked. The gals just shrugged and gave him a Who knows? expression.

This isn't the last time you'll be covered in pudding with your man, is it? Freddy asked. Lisa and Connie both shook their heads, no excitedly.

Should we just leave you all alone in there then?

YEAH! we all shouted back. Then we all stood up.

Let's hear it for our pudding-wrestling newlyweds and their Matron of Honor and Best Man! Freddy said.

The people clapped and cheered and we took a bow. The we all stood up and fell forward and face-planted, sinking under the pudding. I really didn't want to get out.

Mmmm! I love you! Lisa said when I helped her over the side.

I love you too! I replied and we held each other for another long kiss.

Connie and Lori came up on both sides of us and grabbed us in a group hug. I had to say it though: Lisa's underwear makes sense, but you two sure wore hot underwear for bridesmaids! Lisa slugged me in the back of the head. Like I've said before, we come from a generation that wasn't as easily offended and didn't consider everything assault.

Well, we weren't planning on showing them off, either, Connie replied, at least until we each were alone with someone!

But it was worth it! Lori said. What a party this was! I can't believe it! Then she got a little quieter so only Connie, Lisa and I could hear. You know, there might just be another wedding coming up, she confided. I just wish we could afford to throw something like this. My God, this was fun!

I looked at Lisa and she gestured to Lori with her eyebrows. I said, If you want to, do it and send us the bill.

Oh no! We just couldn't! she exclaimed.

Oh yes you can! Lisa replied.

I added, What good is a friend with money if you can't exploit him once in a while?

Oh! Thank you, Jim! Lori said, wrapping me up in a hug and squirting pudding between us. If Terry wants a 'slapstick wedding' with pies in the face and pudding wrestling, we'll take you up on that. I am so glad you came back to usand not just for this!

I know, I said. I'm glad I'm back too.

The crowd started to disperse. Pudding-covered people started jumping in the pool, turning the water even cloudier, but it was of no concern now. Staff in their uniforms and some in their underwear were enjoying the pool with wedding guests and the female server who had pied Brenda was wading into the pudding pool in her bra and panties with a friend. Brenda, Jen and Joseph came over. Brenda hugged Lisa and me and thanked us for giving her a chance to cut up. Apparently Joseph had a friend he wanted her to meet the next day.

If I had been stuck in my office instead of out here pudding wrestling in my underwear, that wouldn't have come up, she said.

Our videographer must have been outside filming the pool, but our photographer, Margie, made her way over to us.

Do you two know that you're a wedding photographer's dream? she asked.

Huh? Lisa asked. We're what?

Do you know how many we do in our career that are nothing but a bunch of stodgy people sitting around tables or uncoordinated ones trying to do The Chicken Dance? (Freddy eventually fired that up, but I'll get to it later.) We all want to do the fun ones were everyone jumps in the swimming pool. You guys didn't just do that! You turned your reception into a major blow out! Pie fights, pudding wrestling, underwear party what didn't you do?

Well thanks, I said, We're glad we could make your day.

Well I only offer this to couples that I think our fun and outgoing, but for a little extra, I do 'risqushoots' where we sort of turn traditional wedding photos on their heads. You guys are already a mess. Are you interested?

I looked at Lisa. She smiled that smile that said she was thinking it might be fun. If you want to, was all she said.

O. K! I told Margie.

It's too bad that they used that last cake earlier, Margie commented. I've got this great bit to do with a wedding cake.

I've got some in the cooler, Brenda offered. (That explained the cake they hit her with earlier.)

Well, let her use it, I said. I'll pay you.

On one condition, Brenda replied. Margie gets in the spirit of the party right now and after you're done, we settle our old score in the pudding.

Margie looked at Brenda for a second with an I can't believe you just said that, expression. But she was a McKenzie girl and for better or for worse, this had become and underwear party. She shrugged and in a few seconds her blouse and mini-skirt were lying on the floor and she was in her underwear.




Oh well, Margie said, I was starting to feel out of place anyway. Let's go get the cake and set it up over where you were serving.

She and Brenda left for the kitchen. What's the score to settle? Connie asked.

Margie stole Brenda's boyfriend in high school, Jen replied.

Wow! Talk about a grudge! Lori commented.

Brenda recruited a couple of the servers to help her and they brought out two decorated quarter sheet cakes. They were white icing with lots of blue flowers.

This isn't somebody else's cake, is it? Lisa asked.

No, we just keep extra generic-looking cakes on hand in case people don't have enough, Brenda replied.

Should we at least shower off? I asked Margie. It was Brett, Connie, Lori, Terry, Lisa and me. We certainly didn't look like photography material in our underwear covered in pudding.

You don't have to, Margie said. I wouldn't. They'll be much funnier like this. I already have the story of how you ended up looking like this documented anyway. She gestured at use with her camera.

Margie had us line up behind the cakes like we did in our wedding parties. Lisa and I were in the center with Connie and then Lori next to her and Brett and then Terry next to me. Margie took a couple of shots with Lisa and me holding knives above the cakes and getting ready to cut them. In the next one, our parties were standing behind Lisa and me with their hands behind our heads. Then in the next few, she took pictures of them shoving our faces in the cakes. Then she took several of Lisa and me smearing what was left of it all over each other.

That was fun! Lisa said. Do you have any more ideas?

Do you all mind taking some 'naughty' ones? Margie asked.

Lisa and I looked at each other and started laughing. You tell us what to do! my sweetheart told her.

Well, we need to find someplace more private, Margie said.

The room you had your ceremony in is available, Brenda suggested. As long as you're still paying to clean up any messes.

Just send me a bill, I told her.

We went into the room where we had our ceremony. It was still set up with the flowers and everything. We wiped off most of the cake and Margie had us line up again for a few more shots.

I wish we still had some of those pies, Lisa said. It would be funny if we got hit with pies like this.

Oh, we kept some back just in case, Connie admitted.

We'll go get them! Jen exclaimed.

O.K, but leave a few for later! Connie cautioned.

What's later? I asked.

You'll find out! Connie replied.

Jen and Brenda returned with a cart full of cream pies. They handed one each to Lisa and me. We posed holding them in the line and then plastered each other. Standing here with my love and my friends in our underwear getting pied in the face. It sure beat doing the Chicken Dance in a hot tux.

Margie had Jen and Brenda throw pies at all of us. It didn't matter that they were in the picture. Finally, they pied each other. Then they went after Margie. She just got her camera put down and out of harm's way before they sandwiched her head with a couple of blackberry creams.

She stood there dripping pie down her cleavage and over her underwear. You got me to strip. I may as well be messy too, she said. Brenda is going to have me in the pudding soon enough.

Jim, Lisa leaned to me to whisper, You wanna do what Connie said for real have a party like this when we move into the new house?

I wouldn't mind if all our parties were like this! I replied.

Margie got herself wiped off enough to continue. Now, do you guys want to shoot some that look like you can't wait for the honeymoon?

Lisa and I laughed and together said, Sure!

We wiped ourselves off a little and got back in line. I loved the first shot. Actually I loved all of them. By this point we were all willing to do anything to get messy or look even more irreverent. Margie said to do whatever we wanted and started shooting. Lisa and I embraced and started kissing like we were trying to get our tongues all the way down the other's throat. She lifted up her left leg and wrapped it around me. I reached down with my left hand and squeezed her ass cheek hard.

That wasn't the only thing that was hard and Lisa shoved her hand down my boxer briefs and stroked it a little. I moaned and got the other women laughing. They started to make over us going at it, pointing and making faces.

That's great! Margie said.

We finally let go of each other. I've got an idea! Lisa said. She told Connie and me what she wanted us to do.

You sure? I asked.

Yeah, go for it! she replied. We're the only ones who are going to see these!

That you know of, Brenda kidded. Margie wrinkled her nose up at her. They didn't seem to act like rivals. I began to think Brenda just wanted an excuse to wrestle someone in the pudding again.

We lined back up. Connie and I reached behind Lisa and grabbed a tie from her top and untied it. Lisa just stood there smiling, and we lifted it up to expose her tits.

You guys are just the greatest ever! Margie exclaimed, snapping picture after picture.

Lisa pulled the top off over her head. Won't need that for a while! she said. All right! Your turns! she added to Connie and Lori.

Her sister and her BFF exchanged a glance and shrugged. Then Connie undid her bra and pulled it off and Lori took the bralette off over her head. We lined back up for a few shots with the ladies topless, all of us looking like everything was normal. Then I turned toward Lisa and spun her to face me. I reached for her bare tits with both hands and she threw her shoulders back and thrust them out for me to grab.

Pie 'em! she demanded.

Jen handed me a pie and I threw it at Lisa's tits hard and it splattered everywhere. Lisa grabbed my head and I let her pull my face into the messy glop. Margie shot picture after picture, including me licking up pie from her tits.

Lisa, you want to Margie began, pulling up close to her to whisper the rest.

SURE! Lisa replied, with her eyes lit up.

What? I asked.

You'll see! Lisa almost sang.

Margie got back in position. Lisa immediately dropped to her knees in front of me and pulled my boxer briefs open. Margie said, Lisa, you just have to hide his crotch. You don't actually have to

But as she was speaking, Lisa had already slipped her mouth over my cock. OH! You already did! Well, O.K, Margie completed. Now, Brett and Terry, you react like, 'WAY TO GO!' and Connie and Lori, you look like you think it's cute.

Now let me remind you of this picture. I'm in my blue stars & stripes Crazy Boxer boxer briefs. Brett is in his Navy blue Jockey briefs. Terry was wearing gray boxer briefs. Lori and Connie were standing topless in black boy shorts and a red thong respectively and Lisa is in that sheer little skirtlette and a thong kneeling in front of me giving me head. To top that off, all of us are smeared with pie and pudding everywhere. The guys are doing fist pumps and cupping their hands like they're shouting rude things and the ladies are pointing, giggling and making goo goo eyes. I've seen a lot of tacking wedding pictures but nothing like that! However, that one is only Lisa's second favorite of the lot. I set up her favorite.

Give me two pies, I said to Brenda and to Margie said, Make sure your camera is on burst mode.

Brenda handed me the pies and got out of the shot. Lisa looked up and snickered. She wasn't working me hard. It was clear she was just teasing and want me to save my strength for later. She watched me hold the pies out to each side. Margie held down the shutter on the camera to take a burst of pictures and I swung the pies down in front of me and smashed them into both sides of Lisa's beautiful face, and all over my front. Her favorite is the one where the pies are exploding everywhere.

Lisa turned me loose and got off her knees. Give me another pie, I said, holding out my hand. When I saw the wicked expression on Jen's face, I knew I was going to get it. But since I deserved it for setting myself up, I stood there and took it like a man when she smashed the chocolate cream in my face and shoved the pan onto my head.

Never mind, I said. I'll get it myself. I stepped down to the cart and picked one up. Before Jen could react, I threw it at her and scored a perfect hit.

Nice one! she said. I should have expected it too!

I got two more and stepped back up to the front of the room where we were lined up. I handed one of the pies to Connie and explained to her and Lisa what I wanted to do. I turned Lisa so she was facing Connie and Lori and bent her at the waist. Then I pied Lisa in the ass while Connie simultaneously pied me in the face. Lisa was looking at the camera with her hand beside her mouth and an Oooo! expression on her face. She looked a lot like this pin-up shot. Imagine her without the tattoos and covered in pie and pudding.



Margie took a burst for that to catch the shot with the maximum splatter on both of us and then I got down on my hands and knees and licked pie from Lisa's ass.

I should just retire now! Margie said. I'll never be able to top the pictures I've taken today! Unless She trailed off.

Unless what? Lisa asked.

Only a few couples that have even done anything like this were brave enough to do it, Margie cautioned. Sometimes they will pose like the bride catches the groom with the bridesmaids and the groom catches the bride with the best man and groomsmen.

Want to? I asked Lisa. It was all pretend anyway.

Why not? she responded. She was so far into total party mode I thing she would have agreed to anything. (Remember, we haven't had a drop of alcohol all evening either.)

O.K, then, Margie said. Jim, Connie, Lisa, you wanna go first? We'll put you in that closet over there.

Lori and Connie both shot me sly grins. What's off limits? I directed to Brett and Terry.

The guys looked at each other and laughed. We're friends, Brett replied. They're all yours.

Yeah, but remember; it's our turn next! Terry reminded me.

I turned to Lisa who was snickering. Any limits you want to suggest? I asked.

Only your imagination, dearest! she replied. But like Terry said, it's our turn next!

Lori, Connie and I disappeared into the closet to get ready. Connie closed the door and winked at her sister. I heard Lisa laughing outside. The gals and I got ready. They opened the door and the picture was hilarious. The guys had this look of shock. Lisa, still topless mind you, stood with a comical scowl on her face, bent over slightly with her fist on her hips and her bouquet on one hand. I was facing Connie. She had one arm around me and the other grabbing my crotch and we were probing each other's mouths with our tongues. I had one arm reaching around her and that hand was grabbing her bare ass cheek and the other hand had hold of one of her tits. Lori was behind me with her arms around me too. One hand joined Connie's on my crotch and the other was across my chest. She had hold of my ear that was toward the camera with her teeth.

Oh! That's great! Margie cried. Do one more!

We didn't bother to shut the door, just change positions. We got a chair and I sat down and Lori straddled my lap facing me to make out. She had one arm around my neck and the other hand shoved into my shorts. I had the hand closest to the camera grabbing one of her tits and Connie was behind me holding my other hand smearing the pie she had just smashed into her tits over them. Lisa, Brett and Terry looked just as shocked and outraged.

All right, sweetheart, it's my turn! Lisa chided.

We let her and the guys get set up in the closed closet to surprise us the first time. We opened the door and she had her legs wrapped around Brett, kissing him. Brett was holding her up by squeezing her bare ass. Terry was behind her, kissing her neck and had his arms wrapped around her and was squeezing her tits. I guess turnabout was fair play. The gals and I looked equally as shocked and outraged at their behavior.

They chose a classic sandwich pose for their second shot. Lisa was on her knees in front of Brett. She had one hand up and was pulling his Jockey's open, (just not exposing anything) and Terry was behind her with his hands grabbing her thong like he was going to pull it down and come in. Lisa, Connie and I acted like she was killing us.

You guys are simply gems! Margie exclaimed. Let's do one more with Lisa, Jim, Connie and Lori all together.

Talk about a fantasy come true! I stood facing the camera. All three of them got down on their knees in front of me with Lisa in the center and Connie and Lori on either side of her pressed cheek to cheek, all facing my crotch. Like before, fearless Lisa had no qualms about pulling my shorts open in the front and getting a big mouthful of me. Of course, you can't see that in the picture! I was playing with Connie and Lori's pudding-slicked hair.

I think I am going to retire now! Margie repeated. Let's wrap it up before things really get out of hand!

Brett said, No, let's do one where us guys catch Lisa, Connie and Lori together!

Not unless we can do one where we catch the three of you! Connie replied.

AhNo, Terry and I said simultaneously.

The ladies put their tops back on and we left the chapel room. Lisa shocked me on the way out.

That last one brought back memories, she said. I used to think about what it would be like if Connie and I shared you just one time.

You're kidding! I responded.

I'm not, but I just never said anything about it because she was going out with Brett and even if she would have wanted to, I would have had to do the same thing with them probably.

It proves someone can be your soulmate and you still don't know everything. Would you believe the thought crossed my mind once or twice? I replied. She look shocked. Not that I was in love with Connie or anything. You were both so much fun and such good sports.

Guess I can't get mad now, can I? she asked, snickering. At least it's out in the open from both of us now. I'm think I'm still going to wait a while before I mention that I used to have dreams about both of them and their mom!

Is the wild wedding winding down, or is there more to come?
Don't miss Part 7!