WINTER (December 2006)

Cherys and I stood together, watching the sun coming down over the horizon, In the warm tropical weather, a light breeze felt cooling and ruffled through our pure white linen attire. My shirt had the top two buttons undone and the pants stopped above my bare ankles. I liked the way the sand squished between my toes.

Cherys looked absolutely divine, with white flowers in her dark hair to go with the flowing white linen dress. The neckline was cut rather low, showing off her abundant cleavage. And whenever the light silhouetted her, I could make out every curve of her body. She held the bouquet tightly to her once-again flattened belly and smiled at me.

"I can't believe we're actually here. I can't believe this is really happening."

“Believe it," I said encouragingly.

“Thank you, David." Cherys waved her hands at the whole setup.

"This is perfect."

"You're welcome, But it's not just for you."

She nodded, and then we were ready. I tilted my head to the officiant standing beneath the white archway, and Pachebel's Canon began to play. Cherys and I both turned and looked up the white runner while our smattering of guests and family stood at attention.

Side-by-side, Amber and Danielle started their way down the aisle, dressed in their own white linen dresses, All three outfits were different and uniquely flattering to each lovely young woman. Hairstyles, bouquets, and jewelry all were different and all were beautiful. I was embarrassed with trying to look at all three of them at once.

My parents were openly crying; it's not often you see both of your children getting married on the same day. Well, Cherys and Danielle's was technically a civil union, but the bonds in their hearts would be the same nonetheless.

Julie and Robert, Amber's parents, looked on proudly. I was just happy that they approved of me. And Cherys' parents, while not 100% thrilled with their daughter marrying another woman, at least seemed happy for us all. Besides, they were the grandparents currently holding the baby.

After Amber and I kissed, and Cherys and Danielle kissed, we all shared a look between ourselves. More kisses could wait until we were in private.

I'd heard that consummating a marriage on one's wedding day is often far from mind-blowing. You're exhausted from the ceremonies and pictures and once the reception ends your energy level just falls off a cliff.

I had to admit, I was just Like most men in that I was dead tired by the time I got Amber into our hotel suite. To be honest, like most men, sex seemed like a chore that I simply HAD to complete, if for nothing else but my ego. And so like most men, I resigned myself to straining myself to get an erection, laying down a few dozen thrusts, and getting it over with as soon as possible.

But then, most men hadn't just married a woman like Amber. And most men don't have a wife who could suck cock like Amber. Thirty seconds after we hit the bed, she had me harder than an iron bar. And still wearing her wedding dress, she straddled me on the bed and impaled herself upon me.

“Oh, David! I love you," she gasped as she rode me, “I love you too, Amber," I said weakly.

“Forever and always." “Cum for me, David. Cum and put a baby in me."

My eyes went wide and a surge of adrenaline shot through me as I thought about that. We'd timed things so that Amber would be off the pill and fertile during our honeymoon. And as I thought about my sperm wriggling their way into her womb, I gripped Amber's hips and started thrusting upwards powerfully.

She smiled and bent over to kiss me. I felt a little weird, but somehow it was appropriate that I was still in my shirt and she was still in her dress. Amber's tongue was in my mouth when she got herself off, moaning into our kiss as she came. And then with renewed focus she squeezed me internally, caressing and stroking until I blew into her wet pussy, sending my swimmers on their way.

We grinned and kissed happily, now fully joined together as man and wife. And at last, we finally stripped and then took a shower together, returning to bed clean and refreshed.

Most men can't do it twice on their wedding night. I suppose I'm not most men.

“Ohhh... Amber moaned as she came awake.

The sound woke me up also. Well, that and the warm wetness surrounding my dick. I looked down to see a raven-haired head bobbing in my lap. Then I turned to the side to see Amber's eyes fluttering as she pressed Danielle's face deeper into her crotch.

Cherys popped off my cock long enough to smile and say, "Good morning!"