We have several sayings. One is that our husband loves each one of us more than all the rest of us. Robby loves me more than any of the others and I know that he loves Buttercup more than that. As you join together, I hope that you find that you understand and experience that for yourselves. Let Tom love you each more than the others and each of them more than that.
The other saying is that we each have a special magic, and when that magic is working, then that one is the chief. I’m not going to go into more detail about either of those things. Think about them and discover their meanings for yourselves.
Tom, do you receive Sarah as your true wife and mate forever, loving her purely, as part of yourself?”
I said, “I do.”
Honey said, “And Sarah, do you receive Tom as your husband and mate, body and emotions, forever?”
Sarah said, “Tom is my husband and my master, my lord and my prince. He is the king of our kingdom and I will be his princess.”
Honey said, “Then it is our honor to have witnessed your vows and will remind you of them if it is ever necessary. But we know that you will never forget them because they are who you are, not just what you wish.”
Sarah and I had been holding hands and now turned to each other and immediately kissed. Sarah was more passionate and intense about it than I had expected, and she caused a bit of a rise in my pants. We broke the kiss a minute later, but we were both a bit breathless.
Honey smiled and said, “Now, we had said that we were going to wait for Cupcake and have a wedding for you other three later. But I’m going to change that. This is my magic. Cupcake will come tomorrow and do something very special and I would encourage you not to make love until she performs her magic, but I’m going to perform your wedding right now. Join Tom and Sarah here in front of me and stand facing them.”
Sarah and I turned to the side so that Honey was on our left, and the three girls came and stood facing us. Honey encouraged us to stand a bit closer, and we ended up very close to each other, holding hands in the middle.
Honey said, “Ashley, Dee, and Sally, do you recognize Tom Jensen as the Chosen One, according to the words of The Prophecy, having seen the signs of his coming and do you now devote yourselves to him and to Sarah as your mates forever?”
The three said in unison, “We do.”
Honey said, “And Tom, do you receive these three, Ashley, Dee, and Sally as your true princesses, to love and care for them always, as their king and protector, ruling over your kingdom with peace and tenderness toward them?”
I said, “They, like Sarah, are princesses in my house, my loves and my mates, forever loved and cherished, and my life is theirs in all respects, body and soul.”
Honey said, “Then it is our honor to witness the formation of his new kingdom of fairies, a second tribe, distinct but not separate from our own. Bless you all. The ring is a symbol of complete inclusion. Girls, three of you don’t have your rings yet.”
Ashley said, “I’ll wait. I will. I’ll wait until he puts a ring on me. I’m married but I have to wait. That’s it. Right?”
Honey smiled and said, “You have your own choices.”
Ashley said, “I’m going to wait.”
Dee said, “Me too. I can wait. It won’t be very long, I know it won’t.”
Sally said, “Me too.”
I stepped forward to kiss them, but Ashely put out her hand and stopped me.
She said, “Whoa there. Back up. I said I don’t kiss anybody anymore until he puts a ring on it. That’s what I promised you in the plane. Dee did too. And I know Sally made that commitment as well. Yeah, you are the Chosen One, and we are yours, but you don’t unwrap the package till whoever Cupcake is says so. Honey says wait for Cupcake, so we wait for Cupcake. And besides, Sarah goes first.”
Buttercup laughed and said, “They’re so much like us I can’t stand it. Honey tells us what to do, so we do it. I love them. We have to show them the house rules. My goodness where did they come from? Honey, did you know these girls in a past life?”
Honey grinned and said, “No. I’m sure I didn’t. Marilyn found them. You know what? I’m starting to wonder about her all of a sudden. But hey, Tom, it’s getting dark. Right over there is a path to the bungalow where you will be staying. You and Sarah get going. We’re going to take the girls back to the house and chat for a while and then take them to the hotel. Check in with us when you are ready for anything.”
I said, “Thank you all so much. And girls, I love you. I’ll see you soon. Thank you.”
Sally said, “We love you too, but go on and go. We’re fine. And we have to talk to Honey and the others now. I want to kiss you so bad. Get out of here before Dee starts screaming for action the way she did on the plane.”
Peach said, “What happened on the plane?”
Before anyone could stop her, Sarah jumped in innocently and said, “She started yelling, fuck me now, just fuck me, just fucking fucking fuck me! And stuff like that. It was so cute that I just wanted him to do it for her right then. We didn’t because I kind of knew we shouldn’t. But I wanted to. Dee’s a virgin. It was so cute and wonderful, and it made me feel really happy and I loved her right away.”
Buttercup said, “Sarah, I’m really proud of you. For everything. But go drag Tom into the jungle and have your way with him and we’ll see you soon. Call Alice if you need anything. And Dee, I understand what was happening to you more than you can possibly imagine. In fact, I’m proud of you too. Come on, I’ll tell you a story of how I met Robby.”
Honey said, “Well, we’re going,” and they all smiled and walked away, leaving Sarah and I standing alone on the beach.
Sarah said, “Tom, thank you.”
I said, “For what?”’
She said, “For treating me like a woman. What do you want to do now?”
I said, “I think I want to go wherever we’re going and maybe rest. I want to make love with you, but this has been really emotional. I learned somewhere that you shouldn’t do important things when you’re tired and emotionally not ready for it. That’s OK, isn’t it? It will be better if we aren’t tired.”
Sarah took my hand and we started walking in the direction of the path that led to the bungalow. It was starting to get darker, but we still had enough light to make our way just fine.
As we walked, I said, “Sarah, what did you do that helped me sleep so well last night? Can you do that again?”
She said, “Sure. Alice discovered these certain rhythms and frequencies that help you sleep, or calm you down, or get you fantastically hyper-horny. She didn’t teach me the horny one, but I know the sleep ones. You don’t have to sleep so much that way. I’m glad you liked me. And the princesses. That’s what we call girls who are part of our two families. They are Fairy Princesses. I’m an elf. Well, I’m both, like Alice. What do you want to call your Poppet?”
I asked again, “What’s a Poppet?”
She said, “It’s like a pet kind of. Like a really great toy. You give it a cute name, like for a girl, but like Muffin or Belle or Cinnamon or Skippy or Daisy.”
I said, “I don’t know.”
She said, “Oh, try. Just what’s a really cute name for a really cute little pet?”
I said, “Well, what about Pixie?”
Sarah said, “That’s great. Pixie will be like Poppet, but for you and me. I don’t know if we all get them or not. Maybe just you get one and we all share it. That’s probably right. I will ask Alice, but I think there will be just one and it’s all for you, but we share it too. It’s going to be so fun. Robby’s going to give you a new job.”
We walked along and I said, “He is? How do you know?”
She said, “Because of the neighbor ladies. They were nice, but they aren’t fairies or elves, so they won’t understand about princesses.”
I said, “Oh no, you’re right! Oh no. What are we going to do? How can I explain all of you living with me? I could say that we were renting out spare rooms
or that the girls are relative of yours, but we’d have to be so careful all the time. What are we going to do?”
She smiled and said, “I told you. Robby’s going to give you a new job. He didn’t say so, but that has to be what he’ll do. I can’t think of anything else that will work. And he’s always making everyone happy. You could just make the neighbor ladies love you, but then there would be more neighbors and it would never get solved and maybe the neighbor ladies aren’t as smart as Ashley and Dee and Sally, anyway. I like those names. Sally said we call Ashley ‘Ash’, but Ashley is more fun for most of the time. If we go to bed and you’re tired, can I hold your penis while you sleep?”
I said, “That would be really nice. I would like that a lot.”
The bungalow was small but very nice. A little house built on stilts about three feet above the ground. Going inside, we found that it was really just a studio type thing with a bed and a kitchenette. There was a toilet, but no shower. The only place to really sit and talk or relax was the large front porch. There was another door at the side of the room, and it opened to an outdoor deck with an open-air shower surrounded by trees and flowers. It wasn’t totally secluded, but it faced the ocean, and the whole place was very private.
Late night weddings are stupid. You spend all day traveling or getting ready and by the time it’s over you’re exhausted. I wanted to make love to Sarah, but mostly because it was expected of the Honeymoon night. I was glad that we had the ceremony and were married, and I wouldn’t have wanted to wait another day, but our first time together would be more fun if I was fresh. Sarah, of course, wasn’t tired at all, but I was. Any human would have been. I wasn’t going to force this to happen tonight. We’d get a good night’s sleep and see what happened in the morning.
We ended up taking off our clothes and crawling into bed together. It felt wonderful, but as Sarah snuggled into my chest, the music started playing on my phone and I feel asleep.
Chapter 15 - Early to Rise
The little house was very open. There were screens that kept the bugs out, but the air flowed through the house with every breeze coming off the ocean out front. It was only twenty feet from the sand. A small private beach, maybe just forty of fifty feet wide met the water about twenty feet beyond that.
It was light out when I opened my eyes. I was covered by a light sheet, probably made from a soft bamboo fiber fabric, and still naked, as I had been when I went to sleep the night before. I knew that it hadn’t all been a dream. It had happened. And somewhere around here was Sarah, my new bride. The first of four. The other three were waiting for me at a resort hotel near the airport. Or at least that had been the plan when I went to bed.
Getting up, I didn’t find my pants anywhere in the room, but I did see Sarah outside, sitting in a chair on the porch, watching the ocean. I could only see her hair, but as I opened the door to say good morning, I found that she too was still naked.
I said, “Good morning, Sweetie. Do you know where my pants are?”
She smiled at me and said, “Yes.”
I said, “Um, where are they?”
She said, “Someone hid them. Take me swimming.”
I looked around the side of the door to the bungalow to make sure that no one was nearby and stepped out onto the porch. Sarah looked beautiful. She sat peacefully in the chair, her uncovered legs crossed in front of her. She didn’t get up, and I went and stood beside her and reached for her hand.
I said, “It’s beautiful here. Where are my pants?”
She smiled and asked, “Why? Do you need them? Did you lose your wallet or your car keys?”
I said, “Um, no. Are we going to just stay naked?”
She stared at the ocean and said, “I think that we probably are.”
I said, “OK.”
She said, “Take me swimming.”
I said, “Sarah, we could go swimming now, but we could do something else first if you want to.”
Sarah looked at me, and then glanced down at my crotch, and said, “Oh, hello. What a fine piece of breakfast fruit you have there. If you want to feed that to my little lips for breakfast before we go swimming, that would be really nice.”
She stood up and I led her by the hand, back into the bedroom. Sarah pulled back the sheet and then I gathered her into my arms and hugged her.
She said, “You feel good, Tom. Come on, I’m ready.”
So was I. Sarah sat down and scooted into the middle of the bed and smiled and spread her legs. She held out her arms to me and I lay down on top of her and she pulled me into a kiss. My penis was already stiff. It was early in the morning and I had slept well, and I was ready to go.
Sarah said, “My love, don’t wait. I feel good, and I’m so wet already, and I’m going to climax as soon as you touch me. Just come to me.”
I positioned myself at her entrance as I supported myself on my arms above her.
Just as I started the slowest movement forward, just as her body touched the very tip of my shaft for the very first time, she whispered, “It’s going to hurt.”
I stopped. I didn’t pull back, but I did stop where I was, just barely pressing at her lower lips.
I said, “What? Sarah, why is it going to hurt? I don’t want to hurt you.”
Sarah smiled up at me sweetly and said, “Beloved, my body doesn’t experience pain like you do. I feel pleasure, and I feel heat and cold, but those aren’t uncomfortable for me. I feel pressure, and I know if I am injured or damaged, but I don’t feel pain.”
I smiled and began to press forward, and she said, “Except for this.”
I stopped abruptly and waited.
She said, “This is the only moment of true pain that I will ever experience. Right now, like this, as you penetrate me and break my hymen.”
I said, “Sarah, no. I don’t want your first experience of lovemaking to be pain.”
She said, “That’s why I told you. But I do want it. Don’t you see? This is the only time. One time. The moment when I join with you will be the one time that I experience the human sensation of pain. Alice made it that way for us so that it’s special. A special onetime experience at that one first moment when you declare that I am yours and we make love. It lasts just an instant. And then I will explode in pleasure. But this one time, it’s going to hurt. I’m very excited about that. But I wanted you to know what was happening. So, when it does, don’t stop.”
I said, “Will it hurt a lot?”
She smiled and said, “It’s going to hurt like hell. But only once, and only for a fraction of a second.”
I bent my face toward her and kissed her. And then I kissed her more passionately. Sarah responded immediately and kissed me back. It was wonderful. I held back and didn’t push into her vagina but just rested the tip at the door. As our kissing continued, we both increased our arousal. Sarah began thrusting her hips toward me, slowly wiggling beneath me. I couldn’t help but be drawn toward her sex, wanting to resist, but hardly able to. Sarah kissed my mouth, and her labia moved and sucked at the tip of the head of my penis. She was nearing orgasm, and definitely longing for deeper contact and I did push slowly against her. I felt the barrier of her maidenhead preventing any progress.
Sarah moaned, “Tom, oh that feels good. Press in!”
I took a breath and thrust slowly forward. There was a second of pressure, and then I made a slow journey all the way to the end. Sarah gasped, but just after her gate was opened, she arched beneath me and pulled me hard down onto her and climaxed. I pulled back slowly, and then moved forward again. She was slick but tight. Not tight, but firm. But soft and warm.
This was our first time and I went fairly slow, but my pace increased as our lovemaking continued. Sarah felt wonderful. Our technique wasn’t complicated or even in the least bit skillful. I was on top, thrusting in and out, and Sarah was on her back, writhing and moaning and genuinely enjoying it. I had loved my wife, and we had sex regularly, perhaps not quite as frequently as I might have liked, but
we weren’t very adventurous. Most of the time, she was on top, because we both enjoyed that most, and there wasn’t much variety to it at all. I had a fair expectation that with Sarah it would be different. And with the other girls as well, based on Dee begging for it on the plane. Of course, as she kept reminding all of us, she was a virgin.
Sarah had climaxed several times by now and I felt good about my performance. Her body was certainly different than other women. Well, as far as I had ever experienced it, anyway. When Sarah had an orgasm, I could feel it. Her vagina clenched in spasm and she shook from top to bottom. There was no need to ask, “Sweetie, did you just cum?” When she climaxed, I knew it. The next time her body gripped me, I had my own orgasm, deep inside her.
I stayed for a few minutes, continuing to rock slowly in and out of her as we both settled down. We held each other and smiled as the warmth of our lovemaking wrapped us in affection for each other.
Sarah said, “Oh Tom, I think you liked it.”
I said, “Of course I did. It was wonderful. How are you?”
She said, “Oh, I feel really happy. It hurt for that one moment and I loved it so much, and you made me feel so good and I had a lot of orgasms and I made you feel good and I was able to make you happy and I didn’t even use any of my special talents and you still liked me, just like if I was a normal girl. Tom, I love you so much. Do want to hear the levels? I could just tell you.”
I got off of Sarah, reluctantly pulling out of her sex, and rolled onto my back on the bed. Sarah smiled and jumped on top of me, sitting on my penis and looking down at me.
She said, “Friendship level ten. Sarah thinks you are the most marvelous person on the planet. She feels absolutely safe and highly attracted to you. She feels an absolute bond to you.
Romance level ten. Sarah loves you more than anything. You are her mate and master. She may initiate frequent sex, so take your vitamins. Anything you want at any time, without restriction or hesitation is yours for the asking. Sarah will probably flirt constantly and blatantly, because she can’t help herself.
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