Cherie and Al are married
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Author's notes:
1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.
2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is purely imaginary and, to the author's knowledge, bears no relationship to any factual occurrence.
3. This is the ninth chapter of the 'Mating Rituals' series – it is a standalone story but will make more sense if you read chapters 1 to 8 first (and why would you not want to do that?).
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"Mmmm, honey, I love you," murmured Cherie as she lay in Al's arms in their bed.
"Yes, I love you too, darling, which is why we're getting married in a few days."
He tilted his hips a little, feeling his hard cock move smoothly inside Cherie's well-lubricated love tunnel; feeling her clench in response.
"You know, I love it when there's just the two of us. It seems so much more intimate than when we share a bed with others."
"Yes, I guess being just us it's more about love than sex, and I'm sure that, although sex is really important, love is more so. I never thought I'd say that, but with you it is. See how much you've changed me," he chuckled, as did Cherie.
"No sweetheart, you changed yourself, and I changed me as well. Funny how everything seems to always work out for the best."
"Yes, it does, always, though we often don't think so at the time. Anyway, are you happy or do you want to finish us off?"
"Oh, finish off, otherwise I'll get horny and we'll want to head back to bed all day. Lots to do as well; we have to collect Frank and Karen from the airport in a while, Mom and Dad will be home sometime soon so we can have brunch with them, then with the six of us in the house, who knows where that'll end up? Probably in bed, I'd guess. I know Daddy's keen sleep with Karen; I've been telling him how wonderfully sexy she is and so open to all sorts of different things. He's really impatient to sleep with her, although I doubt sleeping's on his mind. So if you're not going to start things, then I guess I have to."
Cherie rolled Al onto his back and sat up, sliding further onto his cock and feeling him press hard against her cervix. She waited a few seconds as she adjusted to his length, then began moving back and forth, leaning forward a little so she stimulated her clit on him, more sensitive since her clit hood piercing. He responded , as he always did, first by rolling his hips, then, as she became more vigorous in movements, by raising his hips to meet hers, pulling out to around halfway, then thrusting back inside with a rush. As usual this pushed Cherie along quickly until she rapidly approached her orgasm. Al reached up and caressed her breasts, gently at first, then harder, squeezing and rolling her beautifully pierced nipples between thumbs and forefingers. Only a few seconds of this were needed before Cherie tilted her head back and came hard, a scream of joy and release escaping from her lips.
"AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSS!! So good, sooooo good, yes, that was wonderful," she ended, as she slowly relaxed.
Al gave her a few minutes to recover, then began all over again, using his hands on her hips until she picked up the rhythm and regained the strength and motivation to continue on her own. Once she did, Al resumed his thrusting and nipple stimulation as he approached his climax while Cherie built to her second. It was over in a few minutes; Cherie once again screamed as she came even harder than before while Al thrust upwards into her pounding pussy and spurted his love juice into his loved one.
Cherie collapsed onto Al's chest, heaving for breath after her exertion. Al wrapped his arms around his beloved fiancée, burying his nose in her hair and smelling her, aware of her loveliness, her beauty and the wonder that soon she would be his wife.
"I wonder if that started a baby," she said as she lay on his chest still.
"Maybe. What did the doctor say when he removed your implant?"
"He said it would probably take a cycle at least. That cycle's due to end this weekend, so next week I have my first period for ages, so I guess it's too late in this cycle. Then we have the stag and hen parties next weekend, with the wedding the weekend after. Looks like it'll be a babymaking honeymoon, darling, won't that be fun."
"Sounds like fun to me. We won't need to go to the resort, just come back here and stay in bed for a week."
"No, the resort will be great. Tropical warmth, sea, sun, sand, and probably best of all, we're able to remain naked the whole time if we wish. I'm so pleased we chose a clothing optional resort. Just think how sexy you'll be with all those nubile naked young women running around and tempting you to sample their hot pussies with your huge cock. So after being titillated all day, you'll come back to me and feed me your baby-making cum each night. Wow, what a honeymoon that'll be."
"Well, I hope it works out like you want. Just remember, there'll be more than a few sexy men after your hot bod too."
"Yes, that's possible, but you'll be the only one who won't need to wear a condom, darling. I'm so pleased we sorted out our vows and made them so permissive. Just imagine if we'd restricted our sexual activities to one another only for the rest of our lives!"
"Yeah, I guess we'd have got bored with each other quite soon; probably only after 150 years or so," Al chuckled, as did Cherie.
"Always best to try and have your cake and eat it too. So does that mean we can share our love with others even when on honeymoon, honey?"
"I guess so. Maybe a foursome would be fun. Just remember the condom; I want to make certain that the baby you have is mine."
"Yes, honey, of course. I want her to be ours too."
"Her? What if she's a him?"
"That'll be fine. We'll just have to have a her the next time," Cherie giggled.
Cherie felt Al shrinking inside her and thought of all that needed to be done, so they kissed each other long and hard, then she eased herself off him and walked away to the bathroom, looking over she shoulder and wiggling her ass enticingly as his eyes followed her every movement.
"Awesome to see you again," said Karen as she hugged and kissed Al at the airport on Sunday morning. Over her shoulder Al watched Cherie and Frank greeting each other similarly. They collected their bags and chatted noisily as they found their car in the park and loaded it with baggage.
Once home, Cherie introduced Frank and Karen to her parents and within minutes they were chatting easily as though they'd known each other for years. Bel showed them to the spare room, where they put their bags, then on the way back to the living area showed them the main bedroom with the superking bed.
"From what Cherie and Al have told me, you'll quite possibly be sleeping in here sometime soon." She looked Frank up and down, stopping for a second longer than necessary at his crotch area. "At least, I certainly hope so," she grinned.
Frank and Karen colored slightly before Frank grinned. "I'll take that as an invitation," he replied, staring pointedly at Bel's fulsome breasts.
Once in the living area they took the drinks Lance had made them and sat on the shady, airy deck. They began by chatting about the weather, a good neutral subject, but soon progressed on to the wedding and all the plans that had been made.
"We've a week to prepare for the stag and hen parties next Saturday night, then another week to recover for the wedding the following Saturday. We'll be busy," said Karen.
"Yes, there's a lot of house to clean for the many visitors we're expecting. However, I'm sure that Frank will pitch in, he looks the helpful type."
"Any time you want me to help out in any way, just let me know," he smiled, both he and Bel aware of the double meaning in his words.
They broke for lunch after a short time, Bel bringing out prepared salads and croissants while Lance organized more cool lemonade.
"Have you been in this area before?" asked Bel.
"No, never this far south," replied Karen.
"Well, maybe we could take you around and show you some of the local attractions," suggested Bel, "Aside from the ones sitting here, that is," she grinned, while other joined in her joke with a chuckle.
Karen accepted gratefully. "That would be great, thanks, but not for too long. We had quite a late night last night packing everything. It'll also be a good idea if we can lock ourselves away somewhere and try on our wedding outfits so we can have any necessary changes made this week. No good leaving things to the last minute."
After lunch they all piled into Lance and Bel's SUV and drove around the local area, showing the visitors the beach, shopping complex and other attractions including the beautiful wedding venue they had chosen beside the picturesque estuary, where they would be married and also have the after-ceremony photographs and wedding reception, and also pointed out the dressmakers where Cherie's wedding dress and Karen's matron of honor dress had been made and where any alterations could be done after the fittings tomorrow.
They returned home late afternoon and decided it was time to cool off in the pool. This provided a dilemma for them all. While Cherie and Al had seen everyone there naked and had made love with them all, Bel and Lance hadn't seen Frank and Karen naked, and vice versa, so was it too early to simply all strip off and dive in, both couples wondered. Bel decided modesty was the best solution.
"Al and Cherie, you can change into your swimwear in our room if you wish; your clothes are in your wardrobe there."
The tension evaporated and the couples went to change.
"Thanks, Mom, I'm pleased you avoided that possible embarrassing situation. I dare say we won't be wearing them for long, but that has to be a mutual decision."
