Clothes are flying

When I looked over my shoulder while still snugly lying over Liz, what I saw took me by surprised. Matt and Michelle were engaged in some serious lip lock, their mouths mashing vigourously with each other, one hand each gripping the other by the back of the hair and their free hands helping each virtually pulling clothes off. It was a sight to see, Matt was part groping and part tugging at Michelle's clothes, while Michelle was using her free hand trying to rip the living daylights out of Matt's pants. The actions were causing the two of them to stumble back and forth on the spot rather comically too.

Matt finally decided to use both hands to grip the bottom of Michelle's purple sweater and pulled them up quickly, breaking the lock of their kiss and her hand on his head, throwing the sweater to the ground. As Michelle half spun from the **** of it, his arms came back down to grab her by the hips and pulled her back hard to his chest, his now evident hardness grinding into the crack of her butt. One hand came up around her front to knead at her breasts while the other dropped lower around to softly rub through the material of her pants into the nib of her earthly core. Moaning harder now, Michelle reached over her right shoulder to pull Matts head closer for another engaging kiss, causing her ample cleavage clad in light blue lace to thrust out. Her left hand went down to tug and push her pants down.

A low moan from under me alerted me back to Liz's presence, even more so that my hardness was now pushing more urgently against the core of her womanhood. Looking back at Liz, I saw her face was flushing slightly and licking her lush lips, her eyes running softly taking in my face. Her soft eyes were captivating me and I couldn't resist lowering my head closer, my lips parting slightly, as our eyes watched each other coming closer. Liz brought one hand up to caress at the base of my neck and gently rubbing up and down the nape of my neck, ever so slightly urging my head closer. While I used one hand to gently pry a few loose strands of her hair away from those alluring eyes. Our eyes closed simultaneously as our lips pursed to make first contact.

The effect was electrifying. The moment our lips touched, her hand gripped my neck holding it in place as our lips remained lightly touching each other's. My hand was now cupping her chin and I let loose a low growl tremour from my throat as Liz moaned in reply. Liz pulled me harder into the embrace as our lips now opened slightly and her sweet tongue poked at mine suggestively.

Tongues still entwining, I used my other hand, to support my weight up and Liz immediatly shifted herself around under me and pulled me back down, rather roughly and my supporting arm was locked causing me to roll over, her grip on me taking her with the roll. This motion had her atop me as I now laid on my back. Liz didn't seem to mind as she now had more leverage over me and scooted her knees up higher to be sitting over my hardness and her hands now gripping on my shoulders as we continued the kiss without break.

Liz broke the kiss gasping, her eyes locked onto me as she lifted her head slightly. A quick glance to the side had a sexy smile on her face as she giggled at the sight. I stole a glance to the side too and saw that Matt and Michelle had finally gotten all their clothes off and were now locked in a tight, naked embrace on the floor. Their moans intersecting with their movements. Liz pulled my head back and looked at me deeply in the eyes. "Are we going to stop them before the wedding or not?"

"Oh shit," I gasped, switching my head to the bedside clock, noting the time was indeed getting very late. "Yeah, we better get them out of here and back where they should be before everyone gets worried."

"Oohh," sighed Liz, still leaning over me, this time with a sexy pout as if in protest. I was grinning now at the sight of her leaning over me, I was now more acutely aware of her body intimately. Lifting her leg off me, Liz sat on the edge of the bed admiring the scene of the soon to be wed couple on the floor, "yes, we better get them out of here now before its too late."

I leaped up from the bed with a grin at Liz, I gestured at the ignorant couple and with conspiring nods, we got down and pulled Michelle away from Matt's grasp and hustled her into the ensuite of my room. Pushing Liz into the bathroom with Michelle, I closed the door and turned to face Matt.

"Matt, its getting late now and you should be suited up by now." I grabbed some of his clothes on the floor and threw them towards Matt and grabbed the purple sweater and small pants of Michelle's and knocked on the door. Liz opened the door to poke her head through, one hand snaking out too, fingers open waiting for the clothes. I passed them to her and before she closed the door again, she gave me one of the most sexy winks I've received in my time.

"Oh crap," moaned a sexually fustrated Matt as he glanced at the clock noticing himself that it was late too. I grabbed the remainder of my stuff that I needed for the wedding and herded Matt out through the door, I called behind me, "Liz, my key's on the bed, use it to lock up and I'll get it back from you later!"

"Okay!" came Liz's muffled reply from within the ensuite. As Matt and I hurried out, I swear I could hear the two girls laughing their heads off. Matt was mumblnig to himself as I hurried him along towards the elevator. We got to the doors of the elevator and I punched the button, willing the doors to open.

The doors pinged as they opened and Matt let out a groan as he saw the lift occupant.

"Holy crap!"