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Adventures of Big Mike: Part 6

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Adventures of Big Mike: Part 6
A nude day wedding is a sight to
behold, and enjoy.

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on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 


 

I love

outdoor weddings, as long as the weather cooperates and the middle of July,
although warm should be very cooperative. When I saw the invitation to the
wedding of my wife's best friend's daughter I was thrilled to see it was going
to be an outdoor wedding. Further, the wedding was being held at their
grandparents secluded lake lodge, along with the reception.

Now

calling their place secluded is almost an understatement. The driveway leading
down to the set of three twenty to fifty acre lakes is easily a mile and a half
long, winding down through the woods and twisting around hills.

The lodge is a huge three story rustic building with well

over a dozen bedrooms, three bathrooms and two great rooms, one on the main
floor and one in the lower level. There was also a twenty five foot wide
balcony deck over a large fieldstone patio, a the width of the lodge. The patio
extends beyond the balcony for nearly a hundred feet with a large fieldstone
hearth and grill built into the hillside acting as a wall. The property also
had a variety of paddle boats, canoes and a nice sized deck boat for tooling
around the small lakes, gazebos with tables and chairs and lots and lots of woods
and walking paths.

They

maintain this with the income from renting the facility out to groups, often
having it rented every weekend for the entire summer. At fifty bucks a bedroom
with a five hundred a night minimum, it has turned into a lucrative business
for them some weekends bringing in over three grand for two nights.

As I

said, I was glad to see that the kids were going to be married outdoors. They
are an interesting couple, Emily being a petite young lady, now nearly twenty
four if my memory serves me, having spent years as a gymnast, and now teaching
gymnastics. I had occasion to enjoy her abilities when she surprised me at home
naked one time, and even the thought of that event still makes me hard today,
especially thinking about her milk filled tits.

Dan on

the other hand is the opposite. Being a mountain of a man, and a football
coach, he is so large he quite thoroughly dwarfs her.

The

couple started out quite reserved, but over the last couple years I have
noticed a trend where Emily has worn more and more revealing clothing. Nothing
tasteless, just, revealing. My wife of course never approves of that kind of
wear, but that's just her.

Anyway,

here we were on the appointed day, July 14th, driving down the long gravel
drive toward the lodge. I noticed quite a few cars parked around in front of
the lodge, and added out suburban to the mix. I wondered who all they had
invited as we followed the ribbons to the front door of the lodge.

"Hey

Nancy, Mike!" Emily's mother Linda called as she opened the door, oddly
wearing a bathrobe.

"Hi!"

My wife said giving her a quick hug, which I also gave her as we stepped into
the lodge. "You're not ready?" She asked.

"Actually,

I am." Linda replied with a long face.

"I

don't understand." My wife said curiously.

"Well,

Dan and Emily decided that since they were getting married on national nude
day, that they would have a nude wedding, and as Em says, she couldn't decide
on a dress anyway."

I

thought I would be picking her up off the ground after that comment, as it was
my wife's jaw about hit the floor, even if she didn't. "You mean that
they're going to get married naked?"

"Uh

huh. The whole wedding party." Linda said quietly, explaining her robe
instead of a dress.

"That's

terrible!" My wife said in shock. "Is there anything we can do? Why
didn't you tell us?"

"Well,

to be honest, all the guests are invited to participate, And well, I thought if
I told you, you wouldn't come, and well, I was kind of hoping that you would,
you know, that way at least that way I wouldn't feel quite so alone!?"
Linda said with an almost pleading look on her face.

"You

want me to go naked, too?" My wife squeaked.

"Most

of the guest so far have, but you're the closest of my friends that are coming.
It would really help me to get through this." Linda said pleadingly to
her. For my part I was trying hard to not grin like a Cheshire cat and keep a
straight face at the thought of seeing a lot of naked women.

"Well,

I don't know. Just the ceremony?"

"No,

the reception too." Linda said quietly.

"We

could. You have a good looking body." I injected to my wife, hoping to
help her along.

"Oh

sure. You'd love that, seeing all those naked women." She said with a
disgusted look, knowing full well where my mind was headed.

"That

wasn't really what I was thinking." I lied.

"Yeah,

right, and that bulge in your pants is a tennis ball you forgot to take out of
your pocket?"

"Well."

I said sheepishly.

"Ok

hot shot, You think this is such a great idea, you go naked and tell me how
much fun it is to walk around with your hard dick showing off all night."

"As

long as it's not just me, I say why not."

"Men,

you are disgusting animals sometimes." My wife shot at me with a scowl.

"It

isn't my fault, I didn't pick the dress code, but if you don't think you can
handle it, we don't have to undress." I said, knowing full well how she
responded to challenges.

"I

didn't say I couldn't handle it, I just said it was disgusting." My wife
shot back.

"Hey.

I didn't insinuate anything. I just said we didn't have to. It's up to you,
I'll do whatever you want to." I said putting it squarely in her court. I
could see Linda looking at my wife pleadingly.

"Fine!

Just to help Linda!" She said to me in a very exasperated tone.
"Where do we get undressed?" She asked Linda.

"You

can use the first room. It's empty. You can hang your clothes in the closet or
there are baskets on the floor by the bed. There are also lots of flip-flops
for you to wear if you don't want to use your shoes." Linda said as she
led my wife to the first bedroom. She stepped into the room with us and stood
by the open door, watching me while she tried to chat with my wife.

I

quickly shed my shirt and slacks, hanging them on a hanger and putting them in
the closet. I pulled off my shoes and socks, leaving my underwear for last,
finally pulling it down and freeing my already hard dick. I was facing away
from the door, but could see Linda in the mirror over the dresser, clearly
trying to get a look. Finally I turned, letting her see my hard dick as I
looked for a pair of flip-flops that fit. I saw her looking right at it,
clearly enjoying the view, while my wife still had her back turned, folding her
bra and underwear to put in the basket.

I don't

think Linda even realized that she had slipped her hand into her robe, spreading
it enough for me to see one tit, as she stroked her fingers across her left
nipple, still staring at my hard dick.

"Well

here goes nothing!" My wife said, as she turned around to look toward
Linda, who was snapped back to reality, pulling her robe back closed
defensively.

"Absolutely

gorgeous!" I said as my wife looked over at me.

"You

would say that you horny bastard!" She said trying to hide a grin as she
looked at my hard dick. "You are enjoying this way too much at the moment.
Just wait till you have to walk out there with that hardon. Reality check! You
can't tell when a woman is horny just by looking, but it kind of sticks out
like a sore thumb for guys."

"Nah.

I'm just waiting for a chance to see Linda naked that's all. I mean we're naked
and all, isn't she supposed to be too?" I joked, hoping to keep her
thinking I had never seen, let alone had sex with Linda before. (but that is
another story all together)

"Men!"

My wife said walking past Linda and out of the room.

With a tiny

grin, Linda spread her robe as I walked toward her, showing that she wasn't
wearing anything but a pearl necklace.

"Very

hot!" I whispered as I stepped past her to follow my wife to the stairs.

"You

too." Linda whispered in reply.

I

followed Nancy down the stairs to the lower level and out toward the patio. I
could see a large number of chairs set up in rows along the patio, facing the
lake. The whole patio was surrounded with white poles wrapped with flowers and
it looked like small lights. All of this led to a trellis arch at the end of
the Patio where the bride and groom would be standing, flowers and garlands of
greenery flowing and wrapping around it. Quite a few of the seats were already
full, and from my position it was clear the vast majority of them were as naked
as we were. I followed my wife out the French doors and down the center aisle,
looking at the people seated. The older couples for the most part had not
disrobed, a few reducing to just their bra and panties. Mostly all of the mid
thirty and below were completely naked. I saw quite a few couples sitting, guys
with hard dicks sticking up and lady's with exposed hard nipples. There also
seemed to be quite a few single girls sitting in groups, all in their mid to
late twenties. As we walked down the aisle my hard dick swinging with each
step, seemed to draw their attention.

We were

only seated a few minutes when a couple young ladies came and sat next to me.

"This

is really a beautiful setting, isn't it?" one of them asked, clearly
eyeing my dick sticking up from my lap.

"It

is. I like the flowers and the setting sun. A very romantic setting." I
replied, trying to check out their bodies without my wife noticing.

"Oh

I know. And doing it all naked. I need to do this when I get married. It is so
fucking hot!" the second girl said.

"So

you like this?" I asked the second girl.

"Oh

yeah. I love being naked anyway, but around this many people is just so,
exhilarating!" She said, followed by a deep sigh. "My name is Donna,
what's yours?" She asked.

"Mike."

I said as my wife elbowed me hard in the ribs. "You're friends with
Emily?"

"Uh

huh. We used to do gymnastics together." She said, still trying to look at
my hard dick without looking like it.

"Good

to meet you then." I said as the music started.

First

to come down the aisle was Linda, completely naked except for light blue heels
and a string of white pearls. She looked down at my dick as she stepped to the
row in front of me, giving us a small smile.

It

wasn't long before the groom and his groomsmen, all wearing nothing but black
flip-flops and black bow ties, made their way up front with the priest, who was
thankfully dressed.

The

brides' maids began walking down the aisle, each holding a bouquet of white
roses with tiny bits of blue in them, up nearly between their tits, dressed in
nothing but white heels and white pearl necklaces. Each girl, well-tanned with
little or no hint of tan lines, made their way to the front, giving all the
guys a good long look at their tits and each of their mounds, their curly pubic
hair all trimmed into the shape of a heart. By the time the last of the four
had made it to the front the entire wedding party had gotten over their
nervousness and were sprouting hard dicks.

Finally

it was time for Emily to come down the aisle. She loo

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