“By the power vested in me by the state of New York,” the pastor said. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
We looked up at each other in excitement as I placed my hand around her cheek and pulled her in close, pressing my lips firmly against hers. As we turned, I picked up Seth and we raised our hands in the air in triumph. The crowd clapped and laughed as we exited the church and headed out into the city air. We did it. We finally got where we knew we should have been all along and it felt amazing.
After the ceremony, we took about a million pictures at the church before heading over to the reception at the hall inside Canton Commons. It was decorated so elegantly and I was really impressed with what Casey put together. The flowers were all a dusty pink, the tables were covered with lace and satin, and the whole place had a deeply romantic feel. Candles were strewn across all the tables and the main lights were turned down low. In the center of the room was a dance floor with our initials lit up across it. Seth immediately ran out onto the tiled floor and started to dance in his adorable four-year-old style.
As soon as we walked in, the festivities began and I swept my new bride off onto the dance floor for our first dance. She looked up at me with her gleaming eyes and I couldn’t help but pull her close and kiss her lips. She grasped my hand tightly but I kept her attention on me and not the hundreds of eyes watching us. When the song was over, Casey had a special dance with Seth and the two dazzled the crowd with a sweet slow dance to Somewhere Over the Rainbow. There wasn’t a dry eye in the entire place, especially since everyone knew that dance was in place of her father-daughter dance. Then Andrea and I took the floor as she volunteered to stand in for my mother for the mother-son dance. To my surprise, the emotions weren’t easy to keep in and as soon as I saw Natalie begin to cry, tears overwhelmed me.
The rest of the evening was a blast with champagne flowing, music bumping, and good company to share our love and happiness with. Though I was having more fun than I could remember having in years, I couldn’t wait to leave and take my new wife on our honeymoon. She was absolutely stunning in her gown but I really wanted to get her out of it and make love to her. I watched her move across the room, greeting the guests, laughing at jokes, and snickering to Natalie about whatever it is girls talk about. She would gaze over at me from the other side of the room, lust covering her face. I knew then, she was just as ready to get to our honeymoon as I was.
About an hour before we were scheduled to leave, Andrea kissed us goodbye, holding on to a dead asleep little boy. He partied himself completely out and between the cake and excitement, he would have a good night’s sleep. I could tell Casey was struggling with leaving Seth and I hugged her tightly as she watched the limo pull off with them inside. She took a deep breath and turned toward me, her eyes twinkling in the city lights.
“I’m exhausted.” She laughed. “And I barely ate anything with so many people there.”
“Me too,” I said, pulling her in close. “But not too exhausted to get this dress off you and pull you into my bed.”
“Mmm,” she smiled, leaning up to kiss me. “That sounds like a perfect ending to a perfect day.”
“Just a little bit longer.” I smiled.
We went back inside and continued to dance and talk with the guests. From there on out, Casey stayed glued to my side, finally feeling free to let herself relax. Everyone was more than excited to talk to us but we were both so exhausted we could barely move. Finally, the coordinator came over and told us it was time to leave. We went back up to the apartment and changed into our honeymoon clothes, smiling at each other as we undressed. I wanted to take her right then and there but I knew the jet was waiting. When we got to the roof to catch the helicopter to the airport, everyone was standing up there cheering for us. I grabbed Casey’s hand as we walked through the crowd, stopping only for a moment to kiss and hug Natalie and Brandon before jumping in the chopper and heading off.
I gazed out the window at the crowd waving goodbye as we floated higher and higher into the air. When we got to the jet, both of us went straight back to the bedroom and fell face first into the soft covers. Casey was out within minutes and I waited until we were high in the air before snuggling into the sheets. We both slept the entire way and were woken just before landing so we could buckle into our seats. Casey knew we were going to the South Pacific but she didn’t know what the details were so I was excited to surprise her.
We took the limo to the port and I walked her to the gigantic yacht I rented to take us out into the warm ocean and land at our own private island. We would be alone at sea, waited on hand and foot by the staff, and able to relax and spend some much needed alone time together. In fact, I was pretty sure it was the first time we would be completely alone for an extended period of time. When we got on board, we looked around and noticed all our things had already been unpacked and stowed away for us. Once the ship pulled out of port, I shut the bedroom door and stared at my wife as she stood by the window in her white slip dress, watching the waves swirl around us.
“Come here,” I said with lust in my voice.
She turned and walked toward me, smiling and her eyes locked on mine. I ran my finger over her collar bone and pushed the small strap of her dress over her shoulder. As I moved the other, the dress fell to the floor revealing her round tits, her soft succulent skin, and her tiny white lace panties. She reached up and pulled her hair from the clips, letting it fall down over her shoulders. I pulled my shirt over my head and tugged her forward, pressing her warm skin against mine and feeling her nipples harden. I ran my fingers down her back, causing goosebumps to erupt on her neck and shoulders. I couldn’t wait to get ahold of this woman, to feel her wrapped around me, and to taste every part of her.
I turned her and pushed her down softly on the bed. She scooted back and leaned against the pile of pillows on the bed, breathing deeply and looking down at the erection caught in my shorts. I reach down and set it free, watching her lick her lips as it bounced out of my boxers. I grabbed the shaft and stroked it gently while I crawled toward her and pulled her panties off her body and threw them on the floor. I leaned down and ran my tongue over her wetness, listening to her gasp as I pushed through her folds and swirled around her clit. She tasted so amazing and I knew right then I wasn’t going to hold back, not tonight, not ever again.
Chapter 22: Casey
I could feel his mouth moving over mine in a rhythm that was driving me absolutely wild. I leaned back to take it all in, knowing there was no need to rush this moment. His hands floated over my body in the same way his tongue was: passionate, hungry, and concentrated on making me feel immense amounts of pleasure. I ran my hands through his hair as I moaned loudly, heat bubbling in my stomach. Dex reached up and lifted my legs over my shoulders and pushed into me, moving his mouth wildly as my body writhed underneath him. I wanted to taste him, to feel him in my mouth. I tapped him on the head and looked in his deep eyes.
“Turn around,” I whispered.
He wiped his mouth with a coy smile and moved his body around, rolling over on his back and pulling me with his. I straddled his face, placing my hands on both sides of his hips and lowered myself down, feeling his mouth against me. I moaned loudly at his tongue movements and reached over, grabbing his shaft and licking the tip. I dipped my head down, taking his cock in my mouth and smoothed my lips down to the bottom, sucking hard as I came back up. He groaned into my wet pussy but continued to lick as I bobbed my head up and down on his dick. He grabbed my ass cheeks and pressed my mound down into his face as I began to grind slowly against his lips. I could feel the orgasm simmering in my stomach but I held back, not wanting to explode just yet.
I looked down at his glistening cock and held it at its base, driving downward and opening my throat, feeling every ridge and wrinkle as it traveled over my tongue and deep into my mouth. I held myself down on his cock, flicking my tongue and contracting my throat muscles. He growled underneath me as I sl
owly rose my head halfway before pushing down again. I could see him grabbing the bed beside my body as I started to suck harder and faster while grinding quicker on his lips. The reaction he was giving aroused me more than anything. I moaned loudly with his dick in my mouth, making him pump his groin, pushing it in and out in small bursts. I stretched my arms over my head, grabbing his legs and focused on moving my hips against his tongue while letting him fuck my mouth.
I could feel myself so close to orgasm and this time there was no holding back. I dug my nails into his legs and moaned in short bursts as his cock left my throat before pushing back in. As the peak hit me, I pushed my mouth down on his dick and pressed my wetness against his face, my body shimmering and shaking on top of him. I could hear him groan, tasting my juices as I slid my mouth back up and took in a deep breath of air. My hips were still moving against his mouth and though my clit was sensitive, my body wanted more. I scooted down and turned my body toward his, straddling him right below his cock.
I took his shaft in my hand and rose up on my knees, rubbing the tip-in and out of my folds, sopping up the juices that were still flowing even after the dissipation of my orgasm. His eyes were dark and you could see my wetness glimmering on his face as he bit his lip and watched me dance on top of him. I pushed the head of his erection against my softening clit and moaned as I rubbed it in circles. He liked to watch me pleasure myself, whether it was with his cock or my fingers. There was a huge part of me that loved to watch him stroke his cock. I used that image in my mind many times on those cold, lonely nights in Brooklyn.
Dex reached his hand out to pull me up, wanting to feel his cock inside of me. I smiled and did as he wished, scooting forward and lowering myself down on him. I gasped as his huge cock stretched me open and filled every crevasse. Once he was fully inside, I started to grind in circles on top of him, lifting up slightly before slamming back down on it. Every time I slid him back in, he groaned loudly, liking the feeling so much I knew he wanted me to ride him hard. However, I wasn’t ready to give in to that yet so pushed his hands down above him and hovered my tits over his face while I moved my hips faster and faster in all directions.
“Fuck me, baby.” He groaned. “I want to feel every inch of you.”
I smiled down at him mischievously and he looked at me in surprise before shaking his head. I grasped onto his wrists harder as he tried to move them, moaning loudly at the feeling of his cock deep inside and my nub rubbing across his skin. As the arousal grew, so did my motions and I pushed back up to a sitting position, wanting to feel him as deep inside of me as I could. For several moments, I gave into his wants, bumping up and down, letting his shaft move in and out of me, before leaning back and resting my hands on my thighs. He looked down at my exposed clit and licked his lips, pulling his hand up and rubbing it with his thumb. I screamed out at the sensation and my mood went from playful to needy.
I sat straight up and instantly moved my hips hard and fast, moaning loudly and closing my eyes as I could feel the orgasm approaching. I wanted him so bad and I flexed my pussy to feel every inch of his shaft inside of me. I reached down and put my hands on his chest pushing fast and deep.
“Yeah baby, rub that pussy on me,” he said, watching me closely. “I want to feel you come.”
I pushed down hard at those words and felt my orgasm tip over the side, sending pleasure streaming through my body. I screamed out, pushing my fingers into his chest and arching my back as my hips moved me into pure pleasure. I could hear him groaning below me and feel his hands tighten around my waist. Before I was even done, he flipped me on my back and plowed into me, grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head.
“You feel so good,” he cried out.
He leaned forward so his face was on my neck as he found the same need I had moments before. He pushed deep and heavy into me and I braced myself against his hands. He lifted his head and pressed his mouth against mine, kissing me deeply as he moved toward his own ecstasy. I moaned into his mouth feeling our bodies intertwined. I lifted my legs up around his waist and lifted my ass to give him a deeper embrace. He thrust several times, deep and full of meaning before pushing in hard and closing his eyes tightly as he exploded inside of me. His hips moved just slightly in and out as he groaned into my mouth, releasing his seed and feeling the waves of pleasure completely wash over him. His hands grasped mine tightly and I kissed him passionately as he found his own orgasm.
As his hands released and his body began to relax, he opened his eyes and stared into mine, kissing me back and pulling his fingers through my hair. Dex stopped for a moment and stared at me as if he were contemplating my existence before closing his eyes and sinking his lips into mine, feeling every emotion we held back for so long. I pulled my hands up to his face and let myself go in his embrace, feeling our legs intertwined and his body still inside mine.
We laid in the bed, feeling the rocking of the waves between us, and letting the breeze from the open window wash over our naked bodies. It was the most relaxed I had ever been. I could have stayed just like that for the rest of the trip but we decided to go top side and check out the sunset over the ocean and eat dinner since the personal chef was almost done preparing it. When I stepped out onto the deck of the ship, I gasped at how amazingly gorgeous it was. I felt like a Hollywood movie star basking in the sun on my own personal yacht. I immediately thought about Seth and how much he would love to be on the boat so I pulled my cell phone out, which miraculously still had service, and called home.
“Hi momma,” I said as Andrea answered the phone.
“Well, hello baby,” she replied. “Why are you calling home and not enjoying that vacation?”
“I just wanted to check on Seth,” I replied, smiling.
“Oh, honey he’s playing with all his toys, running around grandma’s house.” She laughed. “You need to not worry. Enjoy your honeymoon, you deserve it.”
“Okay.” I smiled. “Tell him I love him, and I love you as well.”
“Love you too, sweetie,” she said. “Talk to you soon.”
I hung up the phone and looked around me. I couldn’t believe I was actually traveling across the world. I had always wanted to travel but life just didn’t allow it. This was beyond my wildest dreams and I was so impressed that Dex put together such an amazing trip. We watched the sun go down and sat around picking at the amazing food the chef cooked for us, laughing and talking about our adventures. When it was time for bed, we were both so exhausted we fell right to sleep, cuddled in each other’s arms.
The next day we ate breakfast on the deck before pulling in near a cove and spending the day snorkeling. I had never seen so many beautiful fish and such crystal-clear water in my life. As I swam along, I looked over at Dex swimming next to me. He signaled for me to follow him so I did, looking around wildly as he led me into another cove between two large cliffs. It felt like we were the only two people left in the entire world. I lifted myself out of the water and pulled off my goggles, wide-eyed at what I saw. I could feel Dex swim up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist.
“You should take this suit off and really feel the water.” He teased, grabbing my breasts and pressing his erection into my back.
I giggled and pushed off, running toward the white sandy beaches in front of me. I laughed as he chased after me, throwing my goggles and flippers up the shore and jogging through the sand. He caught up to me, breathing heavily and spun me around to face him. He reached up and pulled the string of my bikini top, grabbing my breasts and massaging them hard as he kissed me with a deep, needy passion. I glanced around to make sure we were alone, the idea of having sex out in the open, immediately turning me on. I took my top completely off and tossed it to the side, rubbing my hand down his swim trunks and grabbing his erection through the fabric. He was so hard that I rolled my eyes back, already anticipating the way he’d feel inside me.
Throwing caution to the wind, I dropped to my knees and untied his trunks, pulling them down
and immediately wrapping my mouth around his cock. If I was going to be on vacation, I was going to let myself be free. I sucked him with abandon.
Chapter 23: Dex
I closed my eyes and felt her soft lips move down my shaft, her tongue whipping wildly around and her throat sucking hard. This was exactly what I had in mind after last night when I had to hold back in order not to blow my load down her throat. I looked down at Casey as her tits bounced around, her head bobbing back forth as she deep throated my cock. I groaned loudly and put my hand on the back of her head, guiding her down and holding her there for several seconds before tugging lightly on her hair. She looked up at me with a full mouth, her green eyes glistening in the sunlight around us. It felt like we were the only two people in the world but at the same time, the idea of being caught was wildly arousing. She moaned as she sucked my cock, making me feel like she wanted it there, sliding deep into her throat. She sucked hard as it slid back out, the sounds of her mouth and spit, echoing off the cliff walls.
“Lay down,” she ordered, as she pulled her head back and stood up.
I growled at her assertiveness and laid down in the soft warm sand, watching her as she untied her bottoms and threw them to the side. I looked up at her curves leading to her bulging wet pussy and couldn’t wait to feel her on top of me. She straddled my body, dropping down on her knees and grabbing my shaft tightly in her hands. Slowly she stroked it with her fists hovering over it with her juices almost dripping from between her legs. I reached my hand up and swiped it over her mound, pushing through the folds and rubbing her gently. She leaned her head back and moaned as I pushed two fingers inside of her and pulled them back out, circling back to her clit. She moved her hips with the motions of the waves as I fingered her hard, watching her body twist in pleasure. I pulled them out as she sat down on my cock, sliding it deep inside her sopping wet center.
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