Please note: I don't normally provide "trigger warnings" or anything for my stories but there are some references within this story to events in a particular character's past that may bother some people. If references to noncon relationships bother you, you may want to skip the first half of this story or just come back for chapter 25. It's not dwelled on in any graphic way but it's an event in the past that drives a significant portion of the plot in the first half.
Second, thanks to all my beta readers. Especially UsuallyPresent who has been invaluable in getting this (and the next) chapter honed to the level they're at. Check out his stories if you get a chance. Any remaining errors on mine alone.
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The next few weeks flew by in a blur. Not surprisingly, I had a steady stream of sex and it wasn't uncommon for me to be ploughing one or more of my girls while Carly sat in the living room planning things or making calls. I even got chastised once while she was on the phone with a venue because Maureen and Louise were making too much noise. You can't really blame Maureen though, the huge strap on that Louise was ramming into her ass would make anyone scream. I punished Louise later though. She really should have known better.
Unfortunately, as time progressed, there was more and more to do for the event. Even for the little wedding we had planned, there were a lot of things to take care of. Just coordinating guests became a full time job. While I loved having an endless string of women, I knew I'd have my whole life ahead of me for that and I let it taper off so I could take some of the burden off of Carly.
On top of all that, Victoria and I were planning one hell of a bachelor party blowout. Victoria was being absolutely amazing through all of this and I was really starting to warm to her as my "work wife".
One night I was talking to Kyrsten on Skype about the wedding logistics and I asked, "When are you going to be able to get up here, lover?"
"Roland, Jenn and I are flying up together on Tuesday before the bachelor party and we're staying the whole week."
"Oh that's awesome. We can hang out before everything gets crazy."
She looked at me. She already knew some of what I had planned. "I'm kind of looking forward to the crazy, Master."
"Me too. But I don't think Jenn is and I'd like to hangout with my best man some."
"I know. She'll be fine as long as you promise to keep him out of trouble."
"When's Rebeccah coming?" I asked.
"Eager to see my handiwork?" Kyrsten replied with a knowing grin.
"Am I that obvious?"
"Well, that hard cock in your hand doesn't tell lies," she said. It was true, seeing her spreading her cunt lips and fingering herself on camera for me had me rock hard. "She'll be up Wednesday morning. You're going to love her, Master. I think she's on the same flight as your brother, actually."
"I'm sure I will. And if I don't, I'll just take it out on your ass, babe," I smiled at her and she rolled her eyes, no doubt imagining being bent over and spanked until her ass was as red as her hair.
"I can't believe you don't have one of your local holes to take care of that thing for you, Master. When's the last time you had to stroke it yourself?"
"You mean other than when I finish and cum all over one of their faces?"
This time, Kyrsten did roll her eyes and I knew she imagined herself on the receiving end of a shower of my cum. "Yes, Master," she moaned.
I thought about the question. It really had been awhile. "It might be since the weekend you and Carly and I hooked up."
"Is it pathetic that I get turned on by that?"
"A little. But no more than I'd expect from a silly little slut like you."
The conversation became progressively dirtier and more detailed and soon she was cumming with a beautiful scream. Once we both had finished, we said our goodbyes, knowing that we only had a short time until we could be together again. Things with Kyrsten had been really difficult for both of us. Absence makes the heart grow fonder has a pretty big nugget of truth to it as we were discovering.
I was all nerves and jitters on Tuesday as I waited at the airport for my best friend, his girlfriend and one of the two loves of my life. I saw Roland and Jennifer first. Roland looked great in a perfectly tailored suit. Exactly how you'd imagine a high powered sports agent to look. Kind of like the Rock's younger brother in Ballers or something. Jennifer, however, stole the show. Her face shone through the airport like a lighthouse, attracting unabashed rubbernecking from random guys that noticed her. She was wearing a long, sleek dress that somehow showed every bit of her body but didn't seem particularly slutty. My eyes lingered a little longer on my best friend's girlfriend than they probably should have. Fortunately, from 50 feet away, you can't really tell. I hoped.
"Roland!" I shouted and waved. He came up and we gave each other a big hug as Jenn looked on with a knowing smile. I broke the hug and walked over to Jennifer who was positively beaming, "You keeping my boy happy?" I asked.
"Probably not nearly as happy as you but I'm doing my best," she said. We gave each other a hug, a less enthusiastic one than I'd gotten from Roland but any hug from Jennifer was bound to be at least a little exciting.
"Where's Kyrsten?" I asked looking down the corridor.
"She had the window seat in the last row. It's going to take her a bit," Roland said. "How about we get our luggage and we'll grab hers while we're down there. Meet you downstairs?"
"Sure," I said as I scanned the incoming crowd. Roland and Jenn walked off and I kept watching until finally I saw a shock of curly red hair bobbing through the crowd. I waved and up jumped Kyrsten's head with an outstretched arm waving back. I waited at the security line, tapping my foot as she made her way to me. It was completely worth the wait when I saw her. She came bounding towards me, barely giving me time to register the tight cutoff t-shirt and short running shorts she was wearing. She leapt at me and was kissing me within an instant, before I could even say "hello". The crowd of people brushed against us but we were both lost in our own little world. I kept holding her tightly as we kissed, unwilling to let go. It was like part of me was worried if I did, she'd leave me again.
When we finally stopped making out, I managed a soft, "I love you."
"I know," she purred back. "I love you too. And I've missed you. And I need you so fucking bad." She leaned in even closer, I could feel her breath on my ear as she whispered, "I used Rebeccah's tongue to edge myself every night since we skyped. I'm so ready to be broken again, Master."
As you can imagine, I had to adjust myself after that. I really didn't know how to respond so I simply smiled and held her hand. We walked downstairs and caught up with Jenn and Roland before heading out to the parking lot where Carly was waiting to pick us up.